At this time, Wolf was waiting for the answer with a machete in his hand. If he disobeyed, he was ready to come forward and cut him at any time. He was surprised to hear Lin Nanfeng asking about this. However, considering Lin Nanfeng's question, he did not dare to neglect. "I think it's about a ton. Why do you ask this, handsome?"
Lin Nanfeng nodded slightly without replying and walked towards the Passat. When he reached the front of the car, he finished the last breath of the cigarette in his hand and flicked it out. After taking a deep breath, he slightly bent his legs and stabilized the horse stance. His left hand stuck to the ground and his right hand stuck close to it. He exerted force into his waist and raised his arms. The Passat that weighed a ton was lifted up easily by him. Lin
