The driver's hair was pulled, and he felt some pain in his scalp, and the man in front of him was still gentle, he thought to himself, he couldn't run away, if he said that he recognized the wrong person, would the crime be lighter?

But can you really make this person believe in himself, it doesn't feel like a deception......

Just as he was thinking about it, he felt his head being grabbed a little more, and he couldn't help but take a breath under the pain.

"I don't have much patience, sir." Wang Luzhi looked into the driver's eyes

Chapter 462 of "When the Script Kills Integrate into the World of Conan" I don't respect the murderer at all I am hitting in my hand, please wait a moment,

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