"What's wrong with you?"

Zhao Bin naturally found out that Youwei was not right. He looked at each other doubtfully, especially at a pair of headlights on the other side's chest, because of the violent fluctuations and magnificent waves.

At this time, Zhao Bin did not appreciate the other side's proud ball mood. He could see that the other side was because of fear, which filled the charming eyes with fear.

Dong XIII?

Zhao Bin thought it must be Dong XIII. Before he answered the phone, his opponent still had a posture of desperate struggle with Zhao Bin, but now it looks like a rat saw a cat.

"Do you...