C167 A Drop of Blood on the Tip of His Tongue

"Who is it!" Chang Cong tensed up and put up his guard. As a snake mutant, he had poor vision.

On the other hand, Zhang Pingfann spotted Old Man Jin and Ms Man at a glance.

"Big Brother Wang, it seems like you're sending me off. If it's convenient, I'll go down and talk to them."

Wang Huba nodded and the car slowly stopped in front of Jin Yue and the others