C304 I Won't Get out of the Car

"Pa!" It sounded unusually crisp.

Ann Rong's cheek was slightly tilted. On his already pale face, her palm print was very clear.

Mi Sha glared at him and clenched her hands into fists, ready to pounce at any moment.

Ann Rong turned his head, and used his hand to rub his face that was hurting, "Your Bounty Hunter, is it all so impulsive?"

"What else is there to argue about