Short Fatty swung his fist, aiming a blow at Wen Xu's face.
But Wen Xu didn't dodge at all.
Short Fatty's beauty by his side couldn't bear to watch and tugged at his arm, persuading, "Brother Bai, let it go, just have him move his car, it's not worth starting a fight over such a small matter."
The heavily made-up beauty was still quite reasonable.
Short Fatty was indeed very obedient to her, retracted his fist, and said to Wen Xu, "For the sake of my baby here I'll let you off this time, but don't let me see this piece of junk on the street again. Otherwise, I'll smash it every time I see it."
After saying this, he stepped back impatiently and barked, "Hurry up and move it."
Wen Xu's car was properly parked in its space, whereas it was Short Fatty's car that was parked haphazardly, and it was unclear where he got the audacity to bark orders and spout nonsense at people.
Wen Xu had seen plenty of this kind of thing before and wasn't the least bit intimidated.
