C1250 We're Even

1250. We're even now.

Bai Guoer said as she carefully observed the movements outside the door.

Although this group of flying car gangs are all French, no one can guarantee that they do not know Mandarin.

As long as one of them could understand Mandarin, she and Qu Chenjiang would not be able to leave this place today.

"You owe money?" Qu Chenjiang slowly grabbed Bai Guoer's shoulder