Zhang Yuanxing thought, let Ma Donglai give that fellow a good taste, as long as you force the export for signature, how can you use such cruel means?

Depending on the concentration of this bloody scent, the man lost at least hundreds of milliliters of blood! uuuuuuuuuuuu

Unexpectedly, when Zhang Yuanxing raised his head, it was a stranger's face that appeared in front of him.

Covering his mouth, Zhang Yuanxing suppressed Fan's nausea. He looked at Su Rui and said, "Who are you?"

"I should be the person you're looking for."

Su Rui stood aside, grabbed Zhang Yuanxing's collar, and dragged him directly into the room!

"What are you doing?...