"Fuck! Du Wei? How the hell are you in the car?"
"You shouldn't be in the car!"
As Du Wei's voice rang out from the back seat.
Father Tony was completely flabbergasted; he had forgotten that Tom, who was driving, had lost consciousness, and the entire sedan was out of control.
His face was a picture of dumbfounded shock.
Meanwhile, Du Wei expressionlessly pointed at the steering wheel, "So what are you still thinking about?"
Father Tony snapped out of it and hurriedly grabbed the steering wheel.
Du Wei then pulled out a flintlock gun and fired a shot out of the window.
With a boom.
The deafening gunshot jolted Tom, who had just fallen into a dream, wide awake.
He said angrily, "Fuck! Where is this? What about those twenty beauties just now? It ended before it even started?"
"There were no beauties; you were just dreaming."
Hearing this.
Tom subconsciously looked around the car.
