C824 Planning

Taking a sip of the tea, Zhang Xiaolong's ears trembled slightly. Then, a meaningful smile appeared on Zhang Xiaolong's face.

At this moment, he already knew that the last person had arrived.

The three brothers seemed to have discussed it beforehand. One after another, they didn't even have the chance to bump into each other.

A middle-aged man walked in from the door. He was Lo Jiancheng