Ye Jing let out a cold smile and took out another square sandalwood box. Pointing at the thirteen silver needles inside, thinner than her fingers, she said, "Then explain to me again, what are these thirteen things",Ning Qingxue left a sentence and walked into a white Maserati parked on the roadside.,Glaring fiercely at the chairman, Pan Yun immediately snarled, "Boy, where are your eyes looking"。