C246 Want to Save Your Room

In G City, in a small room, Mi Xiaojiao was tied to a bed. There was some blood on the corner of her lips.

Beside the bed, Yan Langfeng pulled a chair over, lit a cigarette and took a long drag.

Smoke curled up around him, and under the dim yellow light, Yan Langfeng's expression was abnormally cold, "Isn't he dead? Why did you appear here? "

"Yan Langfeng, you don't like me