He zhehan had the arrogant look of a young man and six or seven burly men followed him.
The steel pipe streaked across the ground and made a piercing metallic sound.
"Second young master he seems to be in good spirits."
Lin Hanxing looked at he zhehan, who was sitting in the middle of the six or seven burly men, and laughed.
"I'll be more energetic later!"
Snatching the steel pipe from the burly man next to him, he zhehan looked at the delicate little face with an evil smile.
Behind him was Lin Hanxing's Maserati Ghibli, which was as shiny as new.
"You're not a bull. Force? Aren't you very powerful? Hmm?"
He zhehan's expression was twisted as he stared at Lin Hanxing.
With a few loud bangs, he zhehan waved the steel pipe in his hand and smashed it at the Maserati.
The broken car windows fell all over the ground.
"You dare to provoke my mom? Who Do You Think You Are!"
