Only seeing Wu Fangqing, who was originally wearing a down jacket, already unzipping her jacket.
Looking at Wu Fangqing's alluring figure beneath the jacket, Wang Dadong couldn't help but swallow his saliva.
"Um, sister, can we talk with clothes on? I'm not that kind of person..." After a while, Wang Dadong's throat moved as he said.
"No way, unless you promise to rescue my godfather." Wu Fangqing bit her lip with her silver fang.
"Well, we can discuss further, but you'd better put your clothes on first!" Sweat started to bead on Wang Dadong's forehead.
Damn, who wouldn't sweat?
On Wu Fangqing's waist hung three winged metal cylindrical objects.
If Wang Dadong didn't see wrong, this should be the "Spear" missile developed by the American Raisheng Company!
"Spear", claimed to be the world's smallest missile.
This missile has a diameter of only 40mm, weighs 771g, 42.7mm in length, a range of two kilometers, and uses high explosive shrapnel.
