Xiao Bei had barely finished speaking.
Zhou Cheng, who had just been speaking up for Xiao Bei, froze on the spot.
His eyes were full of astonishment as he looked at Xiao Bei.
"With a thirty-seven-degree mouth, how did you manage to say something so cold?"
Zhou Cheng flipped over and landed directly in front of Xiao Bei.
He reached out and felt Xiao Bei's forehead.
"Brother, you don't have a fever. How about taking back what you just said?"
"Otherwise, I'm afraid you'll end up crying!"
Zhou Cheng had a rather lively personality and was the joker of the Red Wolves.
At least, when Xiao Bei said those words,
everyone in the Red Wolves looked at him with varying degrees of contempt.
He really didn't know his own limits.
He actually dared to speak to their captain like that.
Everyone present was already imagining Xiao Bei getting knocked out cold.
"Get up here. Trash talk is useless! I'm looking forward to seeing how you'll make me cry!"
Shen Hongying looked at Xiao Bei and spoke calmly.
By now, Xiao Bei was not merely a spoiled rich kid in Shen Hongying's mind.
He was also an arrogant spoiled rich kid.
She truly didn't know why Geng Tou thought so highly of this brat.
At that, Xiao Bei looked at Wu Jing.
Wu Jing looked at Xiao Bei, then asked, "Bei Zi, can you handle this?"
"Major Shen doesn't look simple!"
"Anyone who can command so many male special forces soldiers definitely has some real skills. You..."
Wu Jing did not want to spell out the rest.
At this point, anyone with eyes could see that Shen Hongying was no ordinary woman.
Hearing that, Xiao Bei smiled at Wu Jing.
Then he took off his phone and other electronic devices and