Taking the warehouse

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.,Gradually waking up, I found myself in a vast space filled with things. Rows upon rows of warehouses, stacks of containers...。