C1532 Tribulation(2)

After Lu Zifeng and Meng Xue finished all of this, they rushed to Cost. The driver was lying on the steering wheel and sleeping. Needless to say, it was Zhang Yinyin's credit.

At this time, the thick smoke emitted by the tear gas slowly faded, but the discomfort still existed.

A group of people with tears and snot looked at the four uninvited guests in strange clothes with fear and trepidation