C487 The thirteen mohd

"Get in."

Abruptly, a touch of ice-cold killing intent flashed past Long Lin's eyes.

Xi Wanting had become a machine without any emotional changes, so she kept her calm and collected.

The Mercedes-Benz swung around and roared toward the suburban highway, but it was still half a second too late.

An empty dump truck blocked the exit of the road in front of Long Lin, following that