Chapter eight hundred and twelve dead end(2/2)
That location is the military compound where Mr. Chen is located.
"Old Chen, what kind of illness are you? Are you sick because of Chen Jiao? Or is it because..." Liu Mang sat in the car, slowly took out a cigarette and smoked it, his eyes as deep as a pool.
The car was moving forward rapidly. After driving for half an hour, the convoy suddenly braked suddenly, and everyone in the car was shocked violently.
At the same time, the driver who was driving in the front said solemnly: "Boss, we are blocked!"
Everyone poked their heads slightly and looked at them. In an instant, their faces changed drastically. Trucks were directly stuck in the road. More and more people surrounded them from all directions and surrounded them.
"Boss, the situation is wrong!" In the car, Qiu Renkun's face changed drastically and his voice was solemn.
Liu Mang exhaled a heavy sip of smoke and said quietly: "Zhang Zetian's father finally came forward in person!"
"Zhang Junke???" Qiu Renkun trembled slightly all over.
Even Qiu Renkun was shocked at this moment.
This is a terrifying existence holding tens of thousands of lions.
Mr. Chen is already ill...who can stop him?
Chapter completed!