C932 Grade

"Old Zhang, how much further is there?"

Zhang Zitao felt that his eyes were going to be covered by sweat, he was dragging his feet on the ground.

"Just three or four hundred meters, you'll be there soon."

Zhang Jingshou walked leisurely to the side.

"Alright, tell me more about it when you get there!"

Zhang Zitao made a request.

"Sure, but we might not be able to do it