C955 Message from Heartwort

Wang Jianchao's legs were trembling. He simply didn't have time to worry about the sports car, as compared to the sports car, his own safety was more important.

"Brother, please give me some face so that we can meet again in the future." Wang Jianchao stammered.

"Scram!" The driver said coldly.

Actually, it didn't matter even if he crippled Wang Jianchao