"What did you say?"

Zhao Bin looked at Ou Cheng in front of him, and his voice could not help but improve. The whole person was also full of anger.

This undercover almost killed him, of course, he joined the ghost fire is not national security arrangements, but because he chose national security, and eventually went in the opposite direction with ghost fire.

"Such a big temper, it seems to be drinking endocrine disorders."

As Bai Jian touched the scabbard in her hand, she smiled and said that Zhao Bin was a magical person in her eyes. At least Zhao Bin had magical points, such as the other party's hand...