Trading Organization

"Tsk tsk, looks like they're here to make a deal again."

Lin Ming had a mocking expression on his face. He was born to hate such people the most.

"Brother, it's not that I want to say this, but the people you brought are all older. Even though there seem to be quite a number of them, they're not worth much."

A trader walked forward. He was the one who had taken them away. Furthermore, he had already forgotten the appearance of the person who had made the deal.

He even ran to Lin Ming and talked to him.

This proved that in the hands of this trader, many innocent people had been traded to the Giant's Kingdom!

Lin Ming looked at the trader coldly and pulled the Old Man out.

"Don't you have any impression of him?"

Lin Ming said coldly.

"I don't have any impression of him. Maybe he was lucky enough to escape from me. But in our industry, there is a rule that whoever has them will own them."