ted people to finish the hot dry noodles. I said, you, the boss of this gang, how did you mix You've mixed things up to this point. Oh, I think you'd better stop mixing with society...”Ye Fan's voice...drove to the intersection of Wánglǐng, but the police cars behind him hadn't caught up yet. Ye Fan had turned too many times, and they couldn't pinpoint his location for a while. Ye Fan frowned slight...