With a loud bang, Zou Ruoguang smashed the van's windshield.
"Is this really your car?" Zhao Ying saw that Yang Ming drove a broken Jetta that was almost scrapped before, so it was not unusual for Yang Ming to drive a broken van at the moment. However, would Yang Ming let Zou Ruoguang smash his car willingly?
"I don't know whose it is." Yang Ming shrugged and said, "Ai, it's pitiful."
"Yeah, how can you do this? The owner of this car is pitiful!" Zhao Ying frowned and looked at Yang Ming with a complaint.
"I wasn't talking about the owner of this car. I'm talking about him..." Yang Ming sympathetically pointed to Zou Ruoguang.
"Ah? Him? How is he pitiful?" Zhao Ying looked inexplicably at Zou Ruoguang who was enjoying smashing the vehicle and asked, surprised.
"You will know soon enough..." Yang Ming sighed. "An untimely death!"
