C993 Back knife

Along the route to the airport, a convoy of five cars drove towards the airport at a uniform speed.

Leng Zhao tightly held onto a metal chest. In three hours, he would be able to hand it over to Hong Kong and the East Sea would no longer have anything to do with him.

"Second Master, it's called by Master Leng."

"Take it!" Leng Zhao said with a smile on his face. "Brother