C552 He Didn't Answer the Phone

Tian Yu, in his pajamas, huddled in the van seat, looking nervously at Thunderbolt sitting next to him.

"Who exactly are you people? What are you going to do to me? My uncle is the bank's president."

"Bah, what does a fart sized bank president count as? You b * tch, sit properly, or else you'll have a good end."

Thunderclap glared at Tian Yu. Although he had a strong impulse