Li Hao's face was serious, and he said no more.
In the passenger's seat, the Black Panther was lying motionless, as if it had felt the killing intent in the air.
……
On the top floor of the Qiao's mining company.
Qiao Feilong stood by the window and looked down. He seemed to be able to vaguely see a small silver car slowly driving over from the ground, though it was not very clear.
At this moment, Qiao Feilong's mind was a little restless.
What did he forget?
Or was something about to happen?
The car below ... Seemed familiar.
There was a curfew tonight, and anyone who could drive on the road at this moment should be a transcendent who was participating in the meeting.
At this time ... The banquet was about to start.
Who was it?
Yuan Shuo!
He remembered now, it should be Yuan Shuo.
"Martial Master ..."
