Tang Zhong spotted it immediately and frowned, quickly grabbing Jiang Weiwei.
"Stop undressing!"
Jiang Weiwei, giggling foolishly, said, "Then you have to describe how soft my chest is, and you must use an adjective!"
"Fine!" Tang Zhong was speechless. Was there any difference between this woman drunk and a lunatic?
But now he had to deal with those three guys who smashed the car.
He hurriedly ran forward with Jiang Weiwei and then shouted, "What are you doing?"
The three men were just about to start when they suddenly heard the shouting, turned around, and the leader, who looked relatively normal in his thirties, and the other two were quite rough, each incredibly burly, typical strong men.
"Get lost!"
"I don't understand, you're next to my car destroying it, and you tell me to get lost?" Tang Zhong said coldly.
These people were clearly here to cause trouble.
"Your car, huh? Move it quickly, this parking space is ours now!" one of the burly men yelled at Tang Zhong.
