C617 Picking Rod

At this moment, Lee Zhengdong was lying on the sofa, drinking red wine and savoring the cigars. From time to time, he would hum a tune, and his face was filled with happiness.

He did not notice that a man in a suit and a mask had silently approached him.

The man who had easily avoided the patrolling bodyguards in the courtyard and barged into the villa was none other than Tang Jin