"Yellow hair, who offended you?!" Carl Browning's face didn't even look good.

Even Lucy was too scared to speak to a large number of people on the opposite side.

The gap between the two sides was too big.

"Yellow Hair, I can't help you with this." Carl said.

Apparently, Carl realized that the other side had dozens of them. They couldn't beat them at all.

After that, Carl waved directly, then he turned around and got on his ghostly motorcycle. The dozen people he brought with him also got on their motorcycles and left.

"Carl! Carl, don't go!"

Yellow Hair was in a hurry.

Carl didn't take care of his...