C239 Guns Are Not as Good as Throwing Knives

Meng Hsing paced anxiously back and forth in the warehouse.

Meng Hsing was the only one in the warehouse. The 200-watt electric bulb made the warehouse very bright!

However, Meng Hsing, who was wearing a suit, seemed very hot!

His tie had been pulled down by Meng Hsing!

"Why isn't he here yet?" Meng Hsing looked at the oscilloscope in his hand and muttered to himself