C321 Bold into the Haunted House

At the entrance of the Fourth Level amusement park.

Lu Yifan, his face completely green, was sitting on a fire hydrant. He had a cigarette in one hand and a cell phone in the other. His eyes were filled with extreme grief and indignation.

In the blink of an eye, a business car stopped beside him. Five or six men in black suits with serious expressions came down from the top in unison