Huang Kang was very handsome with his arms around his chest in the base area, and there were more than 1,000 people standing behind him.

At the moment, he's not like the boss of a gangster, but rather like a general who plots thousands of miles, nagging at himself.

"I'm sorry, Scorpion. I can only say you're dead tonight. God can't save you."

At this time, Zhao Tiezhu continued to ride in the taxi and follow the small van in front of him.

It's late at night now. There are few cars on the road and the road condition is very good. But the better the road condition, the more...