C182 I Can't Figure It Out(2)

Ling Mengying snorted. She was obviously not satisfied with Hsu Xiaofeng's tone.

The car turned around and drove towards the club. It was seven o'clock when they got there. The traffic shocked Hsu Xiaofeng. It was more than twice as much as that day. They were all standing around the ring, chatting about something. Everyone knew that there would be a competition tonight