In an alleyway in Anping County, a person from the Kung Fu Association took the arrested prisoner to a speeding car, Song Guan next took out a cigarette and threw it into his mouth. His attendant immediately took out a lighter to help light it.
Song Guan took a deep breath, and immediately became smoky in front of him.
He handed another cigarette to his attendant, who took the ignition, and smiled: "Brother Song, this competition is about to start, would you like to see it together? Isn't the president always admiring that Zhong Yihan? Look at his performance! "
Song Guan smiled and said, "Listen to your tone, your kid is a little not convinced with Zhong Yihan, right?"
"How can it be? The first student in Anping County, I dare not be convinced?" Smiled with the class and said, "This time, it is a gathering of the elites of the three cities. Zhong Yihan is the No.1 in this county, but Compared to the real elite, I don't know what level he is. "
Song Guan smiled and said nothing.