Xiang Hang watched her car leave and sighed slightly, smiling mischievously.
This morning, he found a small bag of round nails at the door. He was about to go out and threw it into the trash can but ended up putting it in his pocket instead. He forgot to throw it away at that time, but now it's come in handy.
He slowly walked back, bent down, and picked up those shiny round nails from the ground under the nine o'clock sun.
These things are good for puncturing some bad woman's car, but one shouldn't damage other people's cars.
He counted them and found three missing.
He had previously studied how to puncture someone else's tire more easily. After picking them up, he stood up and padded the round nails in his hand before heading towards the lake.
