Amidst a powerful explosion, a pungent, burning smell became unbearably strong. Even from several dozen meters away, the foul odor managed to seep into No. 1 Villa.
"What's going on!" Ma Yunbin instinctively frowned and cried out anxiously.
"The car was bombed! Damn it, who the hell did this! To stir up trouble on my turf... they have a death wish!" Ye Jizu, who had reflexively bolted at the moment of the explosion, stared at the car outside No. 1 Villa. It had been blown far away, a mangled heap of scrap metal now billowing acrid smoke. He clenched his fists and roared, his fury boundless. On his own turf in Jiangzhou, someone had dared to tamper with his car. This was a blatant slap in the face, a direct challenge to his authority!
In this moment, Ye Jizu could say he had never been more furious in over thirty years. The rage roiling within him was on the verge of detonating!
