"..." Zhang Hongying was speechless.
If she could, she would just sing a song right now. "The north wind blows, the snowflakes fall, the snowflakes fall and fall... the new year is here..."
'So am I the landlord Huang Shiren, or am I Xi'Er?'
Seeing Zhang Hongying's silence, Wu Qingjing frowned. He thought for a moment before adding, "Hong Ying, the Alliance specifically transferred you to the Underground City to be an instructor. It wasn't so you could play the good guy. When it's time to act, you must be decisive. Don't have any reservations, understand?"
"Un...derstood!" Zhang Hongying snapped out of it, then subconsciously glanced at Gao Neng. "Did you hear Speaker Wu? A Tier Seven Genetic Weapon isn't something you can just play around with! What if you break it? This thing is worth tens of billions. We couldn't afford it even if we sold you!"
"Don't worry, I already spent eighty million to buy it." Gao Neng shrugged. This genetic weapon was now his private property.
