C651 Chapter 17

Zhao Yuqi looked at the two people in front of him. They looked at Zhao Yuqi nervously, not knowing where the plague had come from. However, this guy was too fierce. He had appeared in their car just now like a ghost.

Zhang Yiming was still fine, but Zhang Wuda's forehead was covered in sweat. His head was like a waterfall. He kept sweating, but it was useless