Boom!
A deafening roar rang out instantly!
The pickup truck crashed fiercely into the SUV, bending it into a V shape, shattering the proportions completely, and the whole car was flung three to four meters away, with the hood flying off and billowing black smoke emerging!
The driver was directly flung out of the car, while the burly man in the passenger seat smashed his head against the windshield, bloodied and breathless!
Lin Fan looked at the scene without feeling any pressure. With a faint smile, he walked toward the SUV.
Click~
The car door opened, and a bloodied, wounded white brute crawled out of the vehicle.
Lin Fan was stunned for a moment, surprised he hadn't died: "Quite lucky to be alive!"
At that moment, the white brute could see Lin Fan, naturally recognizing him with terror: "Mr. Tyrant, you..."
"That's right, it was me. I originally wanted to talk calmly, but you dared to shoot. You know I don't have a great temper," Lin Fan said with a slight smile.
