C1189 Suspicion
Han Zhen didn't care about it. Although the Wrangler's price was expensive, it wasn't much in Han Zhen's eyes. What's more, Han Zhen was not afraid of these people.
"You!" Lee Yanwang was about to get off the car. Of course, he relied on his fists.
The back window of the second car rolled down. Tan Yongqi ordered, "Stop messing around. You guys be careful. If you can get there