C191 Returning to Its Roots

Zhuang Zi took out his phone and said, "Boss, Miss Mo seems to have really been in trouble. She has been staring at Miss Zhu. The car keeps moving forward from time to time and immediately retreats."

Duanmu Yun rested his chin on his hand as he pondered, "Keep staring. If she wants her hands to be stained with blood, you must make her hands clean."

"Boss, I still have a lot of things to do