C897 I'm Not That Delicate

Azhe turned the steering wheel and cut the big knife out with great effort. He nodded at the same time.

Moo Yunshen glanced at Azhe. He saw a few red blood marks on Azhe's face under the dim light in the car. He said teasingly, "It seems that the process of sending it over was not easy."

Azhe didn't understand what his young master meant, but according to his past experiences