When Yang Tian and Feng ER got off the bus, they realized that something was wrong. If it's just a simple traffic accident, there's no need to surround it with so many police cars. Even one of the armed police squadrons killed them and surrounded them.

"what's going on?" Yang Tian frowned, took a cigarette in his mouth, took a deep breath, and then said to Feng ER in a cold voice: "it seems that there is a good play to be staged. It's strange that we didn't seem to provoke anyone. "

"would it be Chen Jianfeng's boy?" "Wind 2 looked at more than 50 police cars slowly approaching...