"Woo--"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw another illuminated work on the way, and then he heard the roar of chariots not far away.

Countless Hummers and trucks rushed into the police station like crazy bulls.

All license plates are hung in the North District, with the word Xue.

Dozens of agents originally wanted to stop them, but when they saw this situation and license plates suddenly dispersed, they were very embarrassed.

Duanmurong turned her head and looked at it, and her pretty face was overjoyed: "Slay the Dragon?"

"Song Hongyan, you're dead."

The backer came and quickly turned over. She left Song Hongyan and rushed over.

Li Changjun's face changed drastically: "No, Mr. Song and Xue Tulong are here."

"Didn't you ask the third question?"

Song Hongyan looked at the chariot and said indifferently:

"That's the third one-" "Uploaded!"
Chapter completed!