"Uh?"
The driver, stunned, looked at Li Feng standing in front of him, his expression a mixture of shock and astonishment as his gaze swept over the nearly unscathed Li Feng.
With an impact of that magnitude, he had emerged completely unscathed.
He had to be kidding.
Li Feng looked at the driver, "I was still wondering if this was an accident, but now it seems I was thinking too much."
"Who sent you?"
Without a word, the driver swung his fist at Li Feng.
Li Feng snorted coldly, dodged the punch, and grabbed the driver's throat with one hand, lifting the brutish driver and slamming him hard against the body of the dump truck behind them.
There was a loud crash.
The back of the driver's head slammed into the dump truck, causing a slight concussion. But compared to the pain in his head, the inability to breathe as Li Feng clenched his neck turned his face red and then purple.
Just as the driver thought he was going to die, Li Feng finally released his grip.
