C45 Regret

Gong Siming, who had always been cold and callous, looked at the blood that kept flowing out of his body. His face was filled with fear and pain.

It was just a small injury, how could it be so serious?

"Hurry up!"

An anxious and manic voice sounded.

Hua Er had already driven the car to its fastest speed, and this car was so fast that ordinary sports cars would not be able to catch up to it