On the other side, the

car galloped like lightning on Matterton Island.

in the car.

The orange light shines on the chair, where there is a young woman with a beautiful little face, almost white.

"Quick up!"

Shen Jingchuan urged loudly.

Several bloodstains were scratched on the white jade face.

A warm and beautiful face, a lot of thin.

"First, sir, are you all right?"

Shen Jingchuan quickly held Mu Chudi's hand. "It's all right. Don't talk first. We'll be in the hospital soon."

Van Gogh looked in the co-driver's seat and his face grew gloomy.

Monet's people, especially cunning, had a very smooth rescue process. Who knows he buried...