Chapter 16 You Say, Is It Fair?

Tyrus Wilson opened the car door, and the man roared, "Are you fucking blind! Didn't you see my car coming? You fucking drove in, are you courting death?" "Do you know what kind of car this is? Porshe, do you know!? Do you know the sports car!? If it gets scratched a bit, I can't afford to sell your broken car!" Elena Shaw also got down from the co-pilot, and upon hearing this, she argued with reason: "We obviously came here first, so why should we give way to you?" "Even if you bump into it, you are fully responsible!" "Ouch!" "I didn't expect there to be such a beautiful woman in this little broken car!" The man's eyes suddenly lit up, and he laughed: "What kind of place is this, and you are also qualified to enter with a broken car like you?" "Beauty, you look good. It's a cheap ride in this kind of broken car. My brother's Porshe co-driver is still empty. Why don't I take you for a ride tonig