C1207 Drunk

But think about it.

Song Jingxing helplessly lowered his head. He really had no choice. If the road ahead was blocked, he could have ordered people to violate the traffic rules. He could just go against the road and take a detour. But the key was that there was a long line blocking the road behind him. It was like a long dragon with no head, no tail, and it was packed tightly like sausages