C713 Impotence

In the car with the pillars, smoke was billowing out.

I lit my cigarettes, but the pillar didn't smoke, and his mind was in a state of chaos it had never been before.

He couldn't figure out what he was doing either.

For Zhang Wen, he did not hesitate to do it himself.

What kind of concept was this?

If Boss Wang knew about this, wouldn't he be beaten to a pulp?

But for Zhang Wen