C187 Zhuo Weiting Wanted to Kill the President
"Wei, where are you going?"
Jun Ye couldn't outrun Zhuo Weitine. The man with the injured arm even tried to steal his car.
"Get out of the way. How are you going to drive when you are injured?"
Jun Ye was very anxious. Although he had gotten into the car, Zhuo Weitine had taken the driver's seat. This guy had driven the car with one hand.
"Don't worry about me. Get out of the car
