C1272 Furious Lion Turned into a Poor Sheep.(2)

Xia Qingfeng pursed his lips. How do I know? Is this hard to guess?

"Right, transfer the 50 nags to you …"

As he spoke, Xia Qingfeng opened his wrist processor. When he was outside, he didn't have time to take care of the two people who were walking over. The two of them were trembling with fear. It was about time for Xia Qingfeng to stop. Xia Qingfeng opened his wrist processor