Consistently, he turned his eyes to Zheng Jiachen's face, only to see his face sinking and his fists clenching tightly.

Ah, the captain is angry!

"What do you really want?" Zheng Jiachen opened his fist and looked straight into the eyes of Heixin.

Hessin stopped laughing and sneered, "Hey, Zheng Jiachen, you have a day of concession, too? What do I want? The reason is simple!"

Pointing to a circle of guards, his eyes glanced smugly at him.

"Get them back fifty meters and get two more cars! When we get to a safe place, we will let them go! "

Zheng Jiachen has a stern look. Put them back?...