When faced with such an unreasonable devil, their only thought now was to vanish immediately from Adam Jones's sight.
But as soon as they had finished speaking, they saw Adam laugh, the iciness in his brow intensifying.
"Who said I was compensating you?"
At these words from Adam, their hearts trembled violently, instinctively grasping the implication and feeling a chill.
But they knew this man was not to be trifiled with, and now all they wanted was to leave unscathed, even if it meant losing some money.
After all, his wife had only injured her hand, and the medical costs would at most amount to a few hundred yuan.
With this thought, the only woman who hadn't been hit hurriedly took out some large red banknotes from her purse, not daring to hand them to Adam but presenting them to his chauffeur instead.
"We... we'll pay the compensation; here are several hundred yuan, which should be enough to cover Mrs. Jones's medical expenses,"
