C2152 Strongest Replication System
Ye Qing's face darkened.
A cold light shone from his eyes.
Robbery!
How dare someone rob him right in front of him? That was too arrogant!
"Are you sure you want to rob me? Aren't you afraid of losing your life?" Ye Qing said in a deep voice.
"Bullsh * t! It's your honor that I can rob you!"
As the young man spoke, he put his hands on his waist, looking extremely arrogant