C504 Peak Performance

Zhang Xiaotian was sweating: "They left, you are not allowed to hit me."

"Yes, quickly —" I said, and pushed again. Then he continued to hug Zhang Xiaotian, affectionately patted Zhang Xiaotian's shoulder, and said some polite words with a smile.

Zhang Xiaotian stretched out his hand and made a gesture towards the back. When those people saw him, they stopped and returned to the car