"Sangu, are they two?" The bald head ignored what Lin Xie said in his mouth, maybe because he didn't understand what Lin Xie said at all. The bald head turned to a man behind him and asked in Japanese. He saw a man running out behind the bald head. It was the driver before. His faces on both sides were swollen, but his mouth was hateful and said: "big brother, it's them! They even hit me in my car. Look at my face... "

"baga! Which hand did he hit you with? "

"right hand? It's like the left hand. " The driver was not sure, but he asked impatiently,...