C979 Guan Ling'er Go

Very quickly, the Seventh Series of Bmw was once again on the road.

Su Qingxue, who was sitting in the front passenger seat, had a curious expression on her face.

"Haotian, that... That Taoist Xuan Lan seems to be scared, you … What did you do to him? "

Hearing Su Qingxue's question, Qi Haotian said with a smile.

"What else can I do? He's no match for me, so he's naturally afraid of me