A Face That Cannot be Shown

"Play..." Playing with the flying car? "

The masked man turned his skeptical gaze to the remote control flying car on the table. With his free hand, he held the flying car in front of him and fiddled with it for a while.

"If you don't believe me, I'll show you!"

Xu Ling took the chance to struggle free, his small hands quickly grabbed the flying car and placed it on the floor. Then, he picked up the remote control and started to operate it familiarly.

"555... "555..."

The remote flying car, under Xu Ling's control, flew up into the air and released a buzzing sound. The masked man listened carefully, it sounded similar to the sound just now.

He stopped worrying for the time being and walked to Lin Chaohui's side. After scanning up and down, the phone in his pocket rang again.

"Hurry up and come out. I have urgent matters to attend to."

A cold voice sounded from the phone.