"help..."

Su Hao holds his mobile phone in his hand, and when he hears Wu Lei's heartbreaking cry for help coming from the microphone, his expression on his face suddenly froze and his pupils suddenly contracted.

vaguely, Su Hao could hear the beating on the phone.

"where are you?" Su Hao can't wait to ask directly.

"home..." The last word of Wu Lei came from the microphone, and then came the voice of swearing.

"the grass mud horse, return the horse dare to answer the phone, labor and capital will not waste you."

after this sentence appeared, there was a beep At the same time, the busy voice came.

Su...