C918 Shen changfeng

"It's really bad luck to have met you." Zhao Wan Ting muttered to himself as he reached for his phone to make a call to inform the police. The man who drove the car up to the tree hurriedly said that he had called the police.

So they waited for the traffic police to arrive.

It was early winter, and the cold wind was blowing in the dead of night. It was extremely cold