C579 I Just Want to Kill You

The sound of the whip in the empty factory echoed in the silence of the night.

The wind outside the window kept blowing. Tonight's night was extremely dark. On the highway bridge, a black sports car was speeding. Behind him were two cars.

In the sports car, Pei Nanjue's thin lips were pursed tightly, and his face was cold and handsome. The moonlight shone on his handsome face