Taking the warehouse

After half a day, Fang Xing was tired. Fang Juelin and Xiaobai also said they were tired, so he let him rest.,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.,This is a refrigerated storage room, with white mist hanging in the air. Large chunks of beef are neatly stacked inside.。