The damaged interior of the spaceship suddenly became quiet.
The group of natives looked at Tang Zhen. Their eyes moved slightly as if they were thinking about something.
There was a high possibility that he wanted to kill Tang Zhen and then monopolize this place.
Similar things were not uncommon. In the deep passages of the garbage City, there was never a lack of innocent souls.
Fighting for benefits was a common occurrence.
The young man was the leader of the group of four. He was the strongest, but he was only at level three.
However, in the depths of his soul, there was some kind of power sealed, which meant that there should be some story on him.
At this moment, the youngster was staring at Tang Zhen without blinking. He was like a fierce Lynx.
how unlucky. Why are there other miners here? "
The teenager's face was stained with oil, and his head was tied with a piece of unrecognizable cloth. He said in a depressed tone.
