C5594 Aunt Lan

"Tell me, who are the four men with guns listening to in the casino?" Zhang Xingyun's forehead was also covered in sweat.

Even though he was just pretending to be cool, it consumed quite a bit of energy. After all, Zhuo Jingyi was a bit strange in his mind. Ordinary methods wouldn't be able to control him.

Although Zhuo Jingyi's face was full of piety