C594 A Trump Card

Zhang Luo looked at the man lying on the ground motionlessly and said to him.

The blood on the back of his hand was still flowing. Zhang Luo walked out of the underground garage. When he was about to reach the exit, he saw a figure.

"What are you standing here for? Didn't I tell you to leave a long time ago?"

Zhang Luo recognized Lee Yan at a glance