C406 He Blocked the Road and Hit the Muzzle of the Gun

Qin Zhong's eyes were cold. He stepped hard on the accelerator. The car naturally flew at an unusual speed. In less than a few seconds, it flew out of the hundreds of meters long garage.

Qin Zhong's eyes were very cold as he stared at the scenery in front of him that was quickly sliding backwards. Since it was late at night, There were not many people on the road