C327 There Is a Message

At this time, Zhang Meng was waiting for me in a black colored alley that was a hundred meters away. I walked very slowly, and after circling the alley a few times, and realizing that no one was following me, I quickly walked into the alley and sat in the car.

"How is it?" Zhang Meng looked at me and asked.

"What else can we do?" That bastard surnamed Chen could be said to be both soft and hard