C917 20 Laps Should be Fine Right
"Scram, get lost now!"
The Battalion Commander shouted, and sent a kick towards Zhang Bing.
"Yes, yes, yes …"
Zhang Bing and Company Commander nodded their heads like they were pounding garlic.
He then ran away as fast as he could, as if he had oil under his feet.
Although they did not know why the Battalion Commander had suddenly become so angry, but if they were to stay here any longer
