The car door opened and Fu Chen walked out of the car. His face was extremely cold and his eyes were complicated.

"Fu Chen, what are you doing? Don't you want to live?" Tong Xiaoge's voice was loud and clear with anger, her chest heaving violently with excitement.

Fu Chen stood in front of the car, his figure looked particularly lonely under the street light. Hearing Tong Xiaoge's question, his eyes wavered slightly, but soon returned to calm.

Fu Chen's face was gloomy. He ...