C135

Chapter 135 - Forbidden

The temperature of the asphalt was several thousand degrees Celsius, and if it was poured on top of the iron roof, the people inside the car would be roasted within minutes!

At that moment of life and death, Zhuo Ran clenched his teeth and stepped on the throttle to death, and just like that, their small carriage flew out from the side of the road, smashing through the