C62 Target Tour

"If that's the case, why don't we let the Dark Bayonet take the bait?" Tang Jiutian made up his mind. It was fate that he was sent to the plane.

"What should we do?" Dai Ruyao asked.

"Let me ask about the situation outside first." Tang Jiutian took out his phone as he spoke. Of course, he could not make calls, so he could only send messages.

"Brother Shi