Fu Yan Huo Ming Zhen

The hand holding the phone had evenly proportioned and slender bones, it clenched suddenly. The streetlight illuminated the windshield, leaving half of his face in shadow, devoid of color.,Fu Hanlin was silent for a few seconds, then let out an "um" and hung up the phone.,As soon as the call connected, he immediately hung up and tossed his phone onto the passenger seat.。