C88 San Ye

Gu Xian drove fast like a ghost, shuttling back and forth through the city.

The blood on his arm dripped down, dyeing the chair red.

"Ga —"

The ear-piercing sound of brakes broke through the horizon.

The car came to a sudden halt.

Gu Xian felt dizzy.

He took out his phone and called Shi Zuonan, "Come and find me."

After giving the order, he cut off the phone.

In the next second