chapter 689 Whose car?

A fierce wind suddenly blew, causing the clothes of everyone present to flutter loudly. The day was already bitterly cold, but under this vehement wind, it seemed even more biting. Underneath Ian's full-faced smile was a knife ready to be unsheathed at any moment. Now, the major Clans had already bared their fangs. The change in support direction would also change the existence mode of the Clan, under the limited resources, those who could enjoy the resources would try to reduce the number of people...