Fu Yan Huo Ming Zhen

He stubbed out his cigarette, didn't hail a driver, but instead took the car keys and went to the garage, driving away from the old house.,He took out his phone and dialed a number. The phone was answered quickly.,"What did he do" He wiped his hair, sat down on the sofa, threw down the towel, picked up the hangover soup that Lao Shu had just brought in, and took a sip.。