C173 Strike

Lin Yin looked at the dozen bodyguards in suits expressionlessly.

He did not expect to meet such an unreasonable foreigner when he accompanied Qimo out to discuss business.

"Mr. Harpy? What do you want to do?" Zhang Qimo asked in a deep voice.

Harpy's actions were too arrogant!

Harpy slowly lit a cigar and spat out a mouthful of thick smoke before slowly getting up and said