C632 Enemy of His Previous Life

When I got to the parking lot, I leaned against the door of the car and lit a cigarette. I took a long drag, and suddenly the smell of the cigarette I'd been smoking so well became very hard to breathe in.

Chiang Yushan stretched out two fingers and looked at me. "Give me one. Looking at your colleague who was in so much pain that he wished he were dead, I felt depressed