Hmph!
Zhang Xiaowei's response was nothing more than a cold snort.
Laosan clearly felt Zhang Xiaowei's mockery and was about to fly into a rage.
But just at that moment, Zhang Xiaowei suddenly exerted his strength.
His legs, which had been controlled by the strong man, kicked directly against the back of Laosan's chair with the force of thunder.
Clang!
Laosan hadn't even time to react, and his whole body was smashed into the back of the chair in the row in front.
The middle-aged man in the front row stared in astonishment at the scene.
His seat also broke at the moment of impact.
Not wearing a seat belt, he flew forward, his head slamming hard against the windshield.
Crash!
The tough windshield instantly shattered.
The fake cop in the passenger seat had his head thrust outwards completely.
The driver, Laosan, scared out of his wits, jumped up, his head hitting the roof of the car.
After regaining his senses, he immediately stepped on the brakes.
