chapter 110 Unlucky shirt

Perhaps the heavens and gods were not at home, and Han Tang's prayers didn't work. Maybe the bag snatcher thought crashing into the streamlined Bugatti Veyron felt better than hitting the dirty, hard tricycle. In the end, the motorcycle genuinely smashed into the front of Han Tang's car. The motorcycle fell, but the bag snatcher was quite agile. He leapt off the bike and ran towards an abandoned old factory on the roadside. "Stop, police!" Following the bag snatcher, a middle-aged man in a t-shirt...