"Then what should we do now?" Every time Annie saw Jack's awkward expression, she couldn't help laughing.
Even though their relationship had already gone that far, they were still injurious friends.
"I don't know what to do. It's impossible to throw away the things that mercenaries and superheroes have tried their best to get. What a pity!" Jack hesitated.
These things would be rotten and stinky if they were kept. It's meaningless. If you let him throw them all away, Jack will be very reluctant to do that.
After all, although these things were a pile of rags, they are supplies, after all.
There were still a lot of ragged coats that could be worn.
"I know who needs them," Alice, who had been silent all the time, suddenly spoke.
Jack asked curiously, "Then tell me in detail, general Alice."
Hearing Jack called her a general, Alice coughed slightly and said, "I'm responsible for training those mercenaries these days and knowing their situation."