Xiao Feng was genuinely frustrated. Damn, can't I just drive out without trouble?
In the morning, I drove out and got rear-ended by some rich kid from Kyoto.
In the afternoon, I drove out again and encountered someone cursing and threatening to smash my car.
This made him question if the problem wasn't the car but himself driving it.
After thinking it over, Xiao Feng felt that whether he liked it or not, he had to admit he wasn't meant to be a driver.
It had nothing to do with his driving skills, but recalling every time he drove, something always went wrong.
Either chased down and forced to escape, or inexplicably running into troublemakers—damn, it's cursed!
At this point, the man who got out of the SUV stuck his neck out and said rudely to Lone Wolf, "You're so cocky because of a scar on your face?"
Meanwhile, two men got out of two vehicles behind, all tall with imposing presence.
The four stood side by side, sneering at Lone Wolf.
