C100 There Were No Living People Left

"Eh!"

"Alright, Dahai, stop shouting!"

"Didn't you see that they ignored us?"

Dressed in camouflage clothing, Chen Sen's old face was completely red as he sat on the motorcycle tricycle.

Although there was a distance of more than a hundred meters between them, he could still clearly see the disdain in Wu Feng's eyes.

Obviously, the actions of his companion were too outrageous