Chapitre 2779: Stir-fried bean sprouts with scallions: this is self-awareness

"Have you read any underworld novels? Do you know what I used to do?"

Xin Ya:"..."

[ the pyramid is only so big, and your name is still hanging on it. You should know how many people you have blocked from climbing up the pyramid. ]

Xin Ya subconsciously took a few steps back. What did that brigade commander mean by what he said to her?

What Pyramid?

And the underworld novel?

Looking at the frightened people, Ye Cong's mood became even better. After the elevator arrived, he directly walked in and looked at Xin Ya who was standing outside. "Why aren't you coming in? Are you waiting to be captured and sold?"

Xin Ya's body trembled and she hurriedly followed him in. She subconsciously reached out and grabbed ye Cong's arm. "Boss, boss, you're so good. You Won't leave me alone, right?"

Ye Cong reached out and pressed the third floor. He glanced at Xin Ya, who was smiling apologetically at him. "I'm not as good as your teacher Ding?"