C632 The Sad of a Little Man

When everyone heard this, they realized that it was not a spacious area. However, there was another convoy that had appeared at the narrow intersection. The convoy was about the same size as Wang Chen's convoy.

"Who sent the head here again, Baldy, do you know?" Gu Tianhao asked.

The bald martial artist was stunned for a moment. He came to his senses and then flattered, "Yes, yes, I know him