C1022 At the Front Stop of the Sports Car

"What? The Han people is here? Say that I'm not here." At this moment, in a villa in the capital of Silver Country, The commander of the Silver Country Air Force, Rasol, was drinking wine in his room. He looked out the window. It was already three or four o'clock in the afternoon. The red sun shone on the ground. It was time to relax.

The Han people insisted on coming. Of course