C713 The Son of the Captain

He was lying behind a rock, his legs curled up, his face pressed against the rock, his face slowly covered with a layer of hatred, and he said to himself:

"These cunning bugs, their methods are getting more and more ruthless. With the strength of three parties, there are dangers everywhere, Mengzi. . . "

Wang Meng could clearly hear a moan from three to four meters south of him