Chapter 567

On the side of the road, a black sports car had been parked there for a long time.

A girl who had bought coffee at Starbucks looked around, walked over, leaned against the side of the car, and took a few selfies. When she was about to boldly sit in front of the car and take a few more selfies, a sudden burst of anger came from the car.

"Damn it, who did it?"

The girl was so scared that she jumped away in a strange posture. She only felt a black wind blowing past her, throwing her head and face into dust. She was confused in the wind.

Blake wore a Bluetooth headset in the car, and his elite eyes were focused on the road ahead. The car moved flexibly through the traffic and drove to the Sus' old mansion at an extremely fast speed.

On the other end of the line, the other party said in a trembling voice, "Third Young Master Mo, come and take him away."

Blake knitted his eyebrows and hung up the phone. Then he quickly called Mo Feitong, gritting his teeth and asking, "Where is she?"