Just then, someone walked into the middle of the road, waved to them and blocked their way.
Su Bai took the chance to move his lighter away and calmly put it back to his pocket. Then he blew out a smoke ring.
Nine stepped on the brake.
It was a short, fat guy standing in front of them. It was summer, but this guy was wearing a rather heavy coat. If he wasn’t so neatly dressed and fair-skinned, he would be considered a lunatic who had just escaped from a madhouse.
Seeing that their car had stopped, the fat guy came to them at a quick pace only to find that the door was locked.
Nine was frowning, as if he was going to drive away. But Su Bai leaned over and opened the lock of the rear door. The fat guy opened the door and wormed in.
The entire car sank as he got in. He was indeed very heavy.
"I’m in the right car, right? I’ve been waiting for you! It’s rude to keep me waiting for so long since you’ve taken my order." The fat guy complained.
"Wrong car. I didn’t take…"
