C470 I Don't Want to Go to Jail

The sun was setting in the west, and the land was bathed in the afterglow of the sun. The cars in the middle of the street were like flowing water, racing at high speed. On both sides of the street, people were walking in twos and threes. The breeze blew, bringing with it a cool feeling!

However, Pann Donghua did not feel the coolness brought by the breeze at all. At this moment