C607 Flea Market
With a hunchbacked body in the dark.
Seeing him limping, Zhuang Chen quickly identified his identity.
"Did you also get hurt in this battle?"
Ho Rong's lips curved up. He skillfully picked up the pen and wrote a long string of words on the paper.
"The alien creatures have come again. Their magnetic field has affected me.
Naturally, they have also caused me some damage. That's why I'm limping
