Zhang Deshun landed on the ground, like a dead dog.

"The car is outside and washed. If I see a little dust, I will tear your mouth apart." Lin Fansen said coldly.

"Okay, okay!"

Zhang Deshun rolled and crawled towards the car.

Zhang Deshun was scared, his heart was pounding in fear, and his back was useful for sweat.

This Lin Fan dared to face him, let alone his fourth uncle who was not at all related to blood.

"You go over and wash the car, too." Lin Fan looked at Zhang Tao.

"I'm going, too?"

Zhang Tao's face changed.

"Why, don't you want to go?" Lin Fan raised his right hand and prepared to slap him.

"Go and go! I'll go!"

Zhang Tao's eyelids twitched, fear appeared in her heart, and she hurriedly followed Zhang Deshun.
Chapter completed!