Taking the warehouse

"I'm a short-distance running champion, you guys wait. Uh..." Fang Xing didn't start running until he reached the back of the queue, but Hei came...,Fang Jue's body trembled, he clutched his heart and hurriedly ran towards the back with the maid.,On Fang Xing's right arm, a very noticeable anchor pattern stood out. Fang Xing’s eyes narrowed, and he took a bite out of it.。