Having parked the car, Tangyu immediately left. A while later, a gaunt figure with a sinister smile emerged from behind a car, brandishing an awl and a steel knife. He sneakily glanced around, and after making sure no one was around, he hastily approached Zhao Xinxin's car. Twisting his mouth into a grim smile, he looked somewhat regretful as he mused, "Tsk tsk, such a beautiful car, what a pity it will be to scratch it. This gash will cost at least a few thousand bucks, won't it? But, the thrill of it, heh heh."