Taking the warehouse

After half a day, Fang Xing was tired. Fang Juelin and Xiaobai also said they were tired, so he let him rest.,Gradually waking up, I found myself in a vast space filled with things. Rows upon rows of warehouses, stacks of containers...,Fang Xing picked up a piece of beef. In June's weather, the icy beef made his hands numb.。