C317 Chumo's Emergency Call

At the same time, in the Happy parking lot of District Four.

At this moment, Chumo's face was black and red, and her eyes were blurry. She was as weak as a piece of mud.

Not far away from her, a few strong men dressed in leather and with cold faces were sweeping around. There was not a hint of emotion on their faces, as if they were killing machines.

In the past