C312 A Model of Shame

As he spoke, Zhao Yang's knife lightly landed on the car's headlights. As long as he used a little bit of strength, this car would definitely be cut open!

"I say, I say, it's okay! This car is rented by me!"

Chen Qing saw that Zhao Yang was about to use his strength, so she hurriedly shouted.

That was two hundred thousand yuan! Compared to face, money was more important