Zhao Xing is dead, dead!

Wu Zijun didn't realize that he was in a very dangerous situation. In order to wait for Guan Yu to appear, he also slowed down the speed.

Boredom aside, he turned on the radio device and talked to Zhao Xing.

"Zhao Xing, did you catch up with that kid?" Wu Zijundao.

But after waiting for a long time, Wu Zijun didn't hear any reply, which made him a little puzzled.

"Zhao Xing, hear a reply!" Wu Zijun said impatiently.

Still there was no response. Wu Zijun pouted his lips, threw his earmuffs aside, muttered to himself, and said in his voice with a strong disdain:...