The Passat was smoking.
It could be said, it was totaled.
Gu Dong froze on the spot, and by the time he turned around, he saw Tang Zhong approaching. His legs went weak, and he dropped to the ground with a thud.
"Big Brother, please spare me!"
Tang Zhong had already walked over, holding a brick in his hand.
"Didn't you just call me an ugly kid? Now I'm here, say it again!" Tang Zhong said with a smile, then shook the brick in his hand.
The brick danced up and down for a moment.
Whooshing sounds.
Gu Dong trembled all over, hurriedly pleading, "Big Brother, spare my life, I was wrong, please don't hit me!"
"I didn't say I was going to hit you, relax. Oh, what's with your car here?" Tang Zhong asked, looking at the Passat.
