Absolute Yin Finger

About half an hour later, the two came to a group of buildings in the core area of ​​Zhenhai Army. In the center of the building stood an attic, about three stories high. It was simple and unpretentious, exuding a special atmosphere that calmed the mind and made people feel peaceful.
"Pascal Amos, this attic is the military supply warehouse, I won't go in." The old man in white robe stopped.
Pascal Amos looked at the pavilion in front of him, his heart slightly moved, and then he bowed...