"What's the matter?" In a secret room of the Dragon Group, Wang Dadong, with a cigarette dangling from his mouth, looked at Hao Wentao impatiently.
This guy really knows how to show up at the wrong time, right when he and Long Qiuyu were getting cozy, ruining the mood.
"Brother Wang, I called you here to talk about the Kryptonite Alloy. Ten kilograms is a bit too much; I can't get that much..." Hao Wentao paused and said.
Wang Dadong was immediately displeased—you can't get it and you didn't say earlier, and now you tell me after I've already won the competition? This isn't just messing with me, is it?
"Old Hao, I'm putting it out there first. If you dare to renege, all future missions of the Dragon Group will no longer concern me." Wang Dadong said sternly.
"No, Brother Wang, don't be mad. Although I can't get ten kilograms of Kryptonite Alloy, I can replace it with something else." Hao Wentao said.
