"Move your car first and clear the way before we talk,"
Zhang Xiaowei furrowed his eyebrows and called out to Lu Ge, taking the lead to move his car.
Having achieved his goal, Lu Ge didn't waste any more words.
He gestured to a young man, who immediately moved the car to the side of the road.
The crowd of onlookers hadn't dispersed yet when Zhang Xiaowei emerged from his car, giving Lu Ge a cold stare.
"Hand over the money."
"Don't rush."
Zhang Xiaowei observed his impatient demeanor and directly blocked him.
Lu Ge's face changed dramatically, and he jumped to his feet, cursing, "Damn it, you're not thinking of welshing, are you?"
"Me, welsh? I'm afraid you'll welsh,"
Zhang Xiaowei retorted angrily and immediately pointed to the nearby convenience store.
"I'm going to buy some paper and a pen. Let's draft an agreement to make everything about today's incident clear, so you can't turn around and blackmail me about it one day."
