After the batch of strategies carefully crafted by Zhou Huang flowed into the market.
At this moment.
The leader of the 'King's Game', Anderson.
The leader of 'Angel's Heartbeat', Megan.
They both looked at the document in their hands, lost in thought.
After a moment, joy appeared on their faces.
Anderson's figure was burly, his face full of flesh, and he slapped Megan's petite shoulder.
"Little Megan, inform the Duke of Wild Bull and the Tsar and tell them the intelligence is correct. We can act right now!"
Opposite him, Megan was petite, standing under 120 centimeters tall.
Standing next to Anderson, she seemed like a little girl next to a giant.
She had a look of disgust on her face and flicked her shoulder disdainfully.
"Got it, got it."
"Anderson, next time, if you touch my body without my permission, I will kill you!"
Megan's tone had no trace of killing intent, but the words coming from her tiny body gave off a chilling feeling.
