Lin Hanxing locked onto the source of the voice.
Shang Jun immediately turned off his phone, but it was too late.
The car was dead silent.
From the moment the black business cars drove out of the capital Palace, this group of wastrels had already sensed that the situation was not right.
"F * ck!"
Through the car window, Shang Jun's heart still trembled despite knowing that Lin Hanxing could not see him with the heat-resistant film.
&Quot; this Lin xiaojiu is just too strange! &Quot;
The woman beside long Xi 'er rubbed her arms. Even though they were still a long distance away, she could not help but feel goosebumps on her arms. She prayed that Lin xiaojiu would not come over.
But obviously, the heavens did not hear his prayers.
Lin Hanxing slowly walked towards the car that was parked in the dark.
The iron rod in her hand fell to the ground naturally, making an ear-piercing metal friction sound as she walked.
