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"Do as you will, just don't take it too far."
Young Master Gao had also seen Xiao Yi up ahead, and this time, he didn't speak to stop the ordeal, merely stressing not to take it too far.
In fact, in his heart, he was somewhat displeased with Xiao Yi. That morning, Xiao Yi had sat in Zhao Yuhua's designated seat, which ostensibly looked like a misunderstanding, but in his heart, he harbored some suspicions and dissatisfaction. Later, when they went to the corridor to smoke, Xiao Yi's calm and unalarmed demeanor also made him uncomfortable. However, at the time, he felt that such a minor character was not worth his effort.
He had noticed the muscular man harbored resentment towards Xiao Yi over the morning's incident. Not allowing him to vent would be somewhat unfair, after all, the guy was his staunch ally, having followed him for so long. He was well aware that sometimes it's better to let your underlings vent to win their hearts.
Anyway, that kid clearly looked like someone who had no idea where he was from, so a little play didn't matter, as long as it wasn't excessive. To him, excessive meant avoiding causing a fatality.
Even though he could settle things if a life were lost, there would still be some impact and consequences.
"Young Master Gao, rest assured, I know what I'm doing," said the muscular man, his face lighting up with excitement at Gao Junjie's affirmative reply. His eyes shone with a fierce red glow, and with a growling howl, he ferociously yelled, "I'm gonna scare the shit out of this bumpkin!"
As he spoke, he abruptly turned the steering wheel and floored the accelerator, charging straight towards Xiao Yi.
Xiao Yi, who was walking along the school path, was pondering over the Carefree True Scripture's Second Layer, wondering why he hadn't achieved a breakthrough despite the time that had passed, and if there could be any errors in his cultivation process. Suddenly, a strong premonition of danger surged within him, along with a powerful blast of air speeding from his left.
Almost instinctively, his body moved to sidestep, but as he turned, he caught sight of the situation behind him. His initial reaction to move away came to an abrupt halt, and he stood firm in the middle of the road as if petrified, except for the corner of his mouth, which curled into a sneer directed at the BMW.
"Wang, are you insane, hit the brakes! Racing and hitting someone here will cause a huge scene!"
Previously, as the muscular man accelerated towards Xiao Yi, every person in the car had shown excitement and anticipation, all waiting to see Xiao Yi turn pale, dodging in a scrambling and awkward manner, and preferably screaming for help. But, unexpected to all, Xiao Yi remained so pathetically still, without any reaction at all, making them all suddenly tense up. The tall and thin man sitting in the passenger seat turned even paler, urgently shouting at the muscular man driving.
While they all had some status and were not ordinary people, each having blood on their hands, this place was still a campus, and not just any campus but Z University's. If they truly caused an intentional fatal accident here, the repercussions would be considerable.
Now it was the age of the internet, the age of information. Who knew if some meddlesome bastard, some so-called DV enthusiast, would capture this scene and upload it to the internet.
Not to mention the other consequences, a reprimand and house arrest from their families were certain.
The tall and thin man didn't need to remind him, the muscular man was already getting scared. Among all in the car, he came from the least affluent family and was the most afraid of consequences. If something happened here, the fallout for him at home would be unbearable. His intention was merely to scare Xiao Yi, not expecting him to stand still looking for death. His face turned pale, his foot slammed on the brakes, and he wildly turned the steering wheel to the other side.
"Screech!"
"Crash!"
Amid the intense screeching of tires against the ground and a faint collision sound, the car finally turned direction and came to a stop, grazing past Xiao Yi, who was only inches away.
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But the burly man was only focused on steering at the time, not paying any attention to his surroundings, nor did he have time to notice that a car had been slowly approaching from the side. His car ended up giving the other car a side KISS.
The people inside the car, due to the sudden braking, lurched forward violently. Both the driver and the passenger beside him hadn't buckled their seat belts, their foreheads firmly kissing the windshield. Fortunately, the impact wasn't too severe, causing only a stinging pain to their heads rather than breaking the skin or the windshield, but even so, everyone inside was scared pale.
It took a while for the burly man to calm his shocked nerves and regain composure, then he slammed his fist onto the steering wheel and cursed.
"What kind of driving is that! Get the hell out of the car right now!"
In the abruptly hit Toyota across the way, a middle-aged man dressed in fine clothes sat in the passenger seat, his face ashen as he stared at the BMW. He glanced at his own driver, who had been driving steadily but had also been given a fright by the sudden collision, feeling a surge of anger. Upon catching the middle-aged man's glare, he immediately opened the car door, stepped out, and landed a heavy punch on the BMW's windshield.
As if the BMW in front of him were no more than a beat-up van.
"Watch your damn mouth!"
The burly man knew he was at fault but was too riled up by his anger, and seeing the other party drive a crappy Toyota and still dare to yell at him with such rudeness, it irked him to his core. He shouted back aggressively.
The others turned their heads to glance at the Toyota and their expressions immediately became very dark. Who were they? Who was he to yell at them for driving a beaten-up Toyota?
It didn't matter that it was just a light collision without any serious consequences. Even if they had flattened it, so what? It was their privilege to crash into him!
Especially Young Master Gao, who looked so grim he seemed as if he could drip ink from his face.
"You little bastard, you hit my car and still dare to shout? Fuck, don't you know the speed limit on campus is 20 kilometers per hour? Get the fuck out of the car!"
The driver was stunned by the burly man's shouting, then couldn't help but laugh. He turned to look at the middle-aged man in the car, only to see that his complexion was extremely grim. He rolled up his sleeve, punched the front of the car hard, and instantly, a dent appeared in the metal body of the car.
This move shocked all four people in the BMW.
The quality of their BMW was something they knew very well, and the fact that a punch could make an indent on it indicated the explosive power behind the punch was tremendous.
All four were dumbfounded, none of them expecting that a random collision with a beat-up Toyota would have such a fierce driver. They exchanged horrified looks. The slim and tall man gave the burly man a signal with his eyes, and the burly man immediately shouted shakily at the driver, "Bastard, move it!"
As he spoke, he violently stomped on the accelerator.
He had decided that of the thirty-six stratagems, fleeing was the best option.