"Come on!" Leng Erye clapped the steering wheel angrily, as if to vent and even speak dirty words.

The third elder brother Leng sat aside. He looked at his brother obliquely, touched his lip with his finger, and waited for him to stop before he said, "What kind of breath is the second elder brother born?" The old man's temper became more and more strange after his death. I've been accustomed to cursing since I was a child, and you can bear it too!"

"Forbear it! What else can you ask me to do besides forbear? Cold Erye shouted angrily. He opened his red eyes. He was so angry that...