Yan Jiecheng looked around and saw that everyone was silent, and they were all writing suicide notes on the plane of various operation platforms.
He couldn't help cursing: Lao Xie, you really killed me this time. I am a good young talent, and you have made a hole in me.
If something really happens to me, I swear that I will not let you go as a ghost and curse you for being constipated forever.
Yan Jiecheng is also very confused at the moment. He doesn't know whether his decision is right or wrong?
He knew that if he ordered everyone to withdraw at the moment. No matter where the water gushes, it will be more