"Hehe, if it's a survival essential, will you regret it?" The mature lady efficiently opened the box, clever as she was, she guessed Tang Zheng's thoughts and saw no need to argue over this matter.
Three bottles of mineral water, ten bombs, four pots of instant noodles, three bars of chocolate, one handheld radar, just a sweep of the eyes and Tang Zheng saw all the items.
"The organizers are really stingy." Tang Zheng complained before waving his hand, turned around, and walked away, holding Zhang Yan's hand. He left without any reluctance as if the lady's powerful combat ability was expendable to him.
"Hehe, trying to play mind games with me? This kind of 'catch-and-release' strategy doesn't work on me." The mature lady would not stoop to beg this guy to stay, so she also left immediately, "Hopefully you won't die before we meet again."
