C297 Red-headed Fly

These words caused Chen Mo's anger to soar to the heavens.

Although Lin Hsingna was not his son, being said like this by others without any anger was only a lie.

He was not a Buddha, and he could not suppress his violent temper.

"Where's my car?" Chen Mo asked with a gloomy face.

"What? You want to see us playing with your horses in the car?" After Xie Wenbin finished speaking