Jiang Chengsi said, his fists never stopped, a punch swung right out.
Geng Dong, already injured from Jiang Shiyi's beating, was exhausted after fleeing, only to be at the mercy of others.
"She... she's fine." Geng Dong's voice was weak, muffled in a mask, words blurred and indistinct.
"What did you say?" Jiang Chengsi raised an eyebrow.
"She's fine, fine!"
He hadn't done anything to Lin Luyou, she was definitely okay.
"She's fine, but my car's not, my car's freaking totaled, it's the limited edition, priceless, you just don't get it."
Jiang Chengsi spoke with indignation, raised his arm to punch again, landing another punch on his face.
...
The private car owner got out of the vehicle, saw the scene, and was so frightened that he turned pale, forgetting to call the police.
