"What?" Kuangzhan's face contorted, and his jaw nearly dropped.
"You? You!!" This fella was actually robbing Kuangzhan Mercenary Group as a matter of course?
On what basis!?
*Wham!* After punching him again on the chin, Qiao Mu asked coldly, "You don't want your eyes anymore?"
Kuangzhan wished for nothing more than to sob.
"Cough." Mo Lian walked up with his hands behind his back. He stood in front of Kuangzhan and said in Qiao Mu's stead, "Be quick about it. Stop dawdling."
Qiao Mu nodded: That's right, Hubby said what she couldn't care less about saying.
These people were dragging their feet too much. They should have handed the supplies over earlier. After she took inventory and distributed them they would be done!
Kuangzhan shed tears silently. He moved his finger, moving a small basket out from his inner world.
