After arranging the containers and the items used to suppress the blood, he took out a small box and placed it on the table.
Liu Qinghong looked at the team and frowned.
why isn't Chen Hao here today? if I remember correctly, he hasn't been here for a few days. What's going on? "
The Chen Hao He was talking about was a player in the team.
Even though he was just an ordinary member of the team.
But in reality.
Those who could join this team were the strong ones among the players.
Upon hearing this.
One of the players shook his head. I'm not sure. I've contacted him a few times, but there's no reply. I don't know if something happened or if something happened.
do any of you know Chen Hao's exact address? "
Liu Qinghong's heart sank slightly. He then looked at the others and asked again.
Instinctively.
He had a bad feeling about this.
