C3436 Even the Hair on Your Legs Is More Honorable than Yours

Lin Feng took out his cell phone and logged into the inner net of the Black Light Group.

Just who could it be that sent such an assassin? If he wanted to kill someone, he would have to shoot them from afar. No matter how you looked at it, this seemed like a warning on purpose.

It was already late in the night after he had taken care of everything.

He called for a private car