C53 Out of Control

Outside the apartment building, a Bentley was parked on the side of the road. Zhan Nancheng sat in the back seat and leaned back against the chair, dozing off.

The driver carefully looked at the man's face in the rearview mirror. He knew that the man was very unhappy, so he didn't dare to speak carelessly. He could only wait there quietly.

After an unknown amount of time