Can the Car Drive

Seeing this, the rest of the people didn't dare sit still and wait for death. They waved their fists at Ye Fengwu one after another.

But their fists seemed to be in slow motion in front of Ye Fengwu.

Boom!

Another muffled thud, and the third man's head was also embedded in the dining table.

Ye Fengwu grabbed the fourth man again, walking towards the dining table while scolding: "Damn it, I've been walking with a woman on my back for three hours, just wanting a meal. You guys can't even give me that little wish."

Hearing Ye Fengwu's angry scolding, the man who was grabbed by the back of his collar looked even more miserable than crying.

"Big...big brother, spare me..."

Boom!

What answered him was still the grim dining table.

Ye Fengwu had no sympathy for such people, let alone go easy on them.

So the rest suffered the same punishment, even the guy whose face was blistered by Luo Yihuaung. None of them escaped Ye Fengwu's wrath.

Luo Yihuaung watched Ye Fengwu's violent methods all along. She could feel the malice in this man's heart, and at the same time, she was vaguely apprehensive. Compared to these people, this guy had been merciful to her so far at least he hadn't abused her.

Slap, slap!

After dealing with everyone, Ye Fengwu clapped his hands casually, then looked at the short fat boss crouching in the corner of the bar and said, "Can the car outside work?"

When they came in, Ye Fengwu saw an old SUV parked at the door.

At these words, the short fat boss's face turned pale, and his upper and lower rows of teeth kept clattering. Recalling his deliberate troubles just now, what he feared most was that this violent man would also smash his head into the dining table.

So the fat man hurriedly nodded and said, "The car... the car belongs to these poachers. I guess... they wouldn't mind."

Ye Fengwu's mouth curled slightly. So these people were poachers. It seemed he had gone easy on them.

In his life, Ye Fengwu hated poachers deeply. For the sake of lining their own pockets, they didn't know how many animals they had ruthlessly hunted.

At this time, Luo Yihuaung walked to the bar counter and calmly said to the boss, "Four cups of instant noodles, four breads, four bottles of water, to go."

Hearing this, the short fat boss didn't dare disobey. He climbed behind the counter with trembling hands and put the instant noodles, bread and water on the counter.

Luo Yihuaung packed everything in a bag and said lightly, "Let him pay."

After speaking, she turned and walked outside. Her demeanor was very overbearing.

Seeing this, Ye Fengwu was shocked by Luo Yihuaung again. This woman really knew how to take advantage of the situation.

So Ye Fengwu pointed at the few people whose heads were stuck in the dining table and said lightly, "Put it on their tab."

After saying that, Ye Fengwu walked out swaggeringly. When he reached the door, he paused and said again, "If you call the police to report a robbery, say it was robbed by that woman."

"I...I won't." The fat boss was almost scared to tears. He didn't dare call the police.

When he got outside, Ye Fengwu saw that Luo Yihuaung had already got into the passenger seat of the SUV. She was holding a bread and drinking a bottle of water, nibbling on it delicately.

Although Luo Yihuaung was starving, she still didn't gobble it down uncouthly. She seemed to be savoring it carefully, which made Ye Fengwu sneer and mock: What a pretentious young lady.

Then Ye Fengwu got directly into the driver's seat. Luckily the gas tank was full.

Vroom...

With the roar of the engine, the shabby SUV drove away from the grocery store.

In the car, Ye Fengwu took a bread, ripped open the packaging with his mouth, and stuffed a whole bread into his mouth in three bites.

At this time, Luo Yihuaung had only eaten half of her bread.

Ye Fengwu, with bulging cheeks, handed a bottle of water to Luo Yihuaung and mumbled unclearly, "Help me open it."

Seeing this, Luo Yihuaung just kept nibbling on the bread, her cold eyes staring ahead, with no intention of helping Ye Fengwu at all.

Ye Fengwu was also desperately hungry and thirsty. The bread in his mouth made him even more dry. Seeing this, he fiercely rolled his throat and swallowed the bread in his mouth forcibly. Then he said to Luo Yihuaung again, "Help me open it."

The road was bumpy, so Ye Fengwu had to hold the steering wheel with one hand. That's why he asked Luo Yihuaung for help opening the mineral water.

But Luo Yihuaung not only didn't make a move, she even opened her own bottle cap and elegantly brought it to her lips.

Seeing this, impatience flashed across Ye Fengwu's eyes. Then he snatched the mineral water from Luo Yihuaung's red lips and poured it straight into his own mouth forcibly.

Ah!

Because Ye Fengwu used too much force, half a bottle of water splashed on Luo Yihuaung's face, making her very embarrassed.

Luo Yihuaung never expected that this jerk would actually steal her water to drink.

Watching Ye Fengwu finish her leftover half bottle of water in seconds, still looking unsatisfied, Luo Yihuaung felt she was about to go mad.

Ye Fengwu drove the SUV for a full four hours before finally seeing the county town not far away.

Luo Yihuaung was very tired and sleepy, but she couldn't fall asleep in the car. Not that she couldn't fall asleep, but didn't dare to. She was afraid Ye Fengwu would take advantage of her when she fell asleep.

So Luo Yihuaung's eyes kept blinking non-stop.

Suddenly she glanced at the nearby county town, then said coldly to Ye Fengwu, "I want to sleep. Let's find a hotel."

Ye Fengwu glanced at Luo Yihuaung, then suddenly slammed on the brakes.

Whoosh!

The whole car made a thrilling and exciting drift on the highway, then stopped steadily at the roadside.

Luo Yihuaung was scared and lost color. She only felt a churning in her stomach. She wished she could kill Ye Fengwu, but she knew her actions were futile and would only anger him.

Ye Fengwu unfastened his seat belt and said, "Since you want to sleep, then go ahead."

After saying that, Ye Fengwu pushed the door open and jumped out. He knew this woman had been struggling to stay awake. If he didn't let her get some sleep, he would probably have to keep an eye on her the whole way.

Seeing this, Luo Yihuaung frowned and snorted, "Walk there?"

Ye Fengwu lit a cigarette and said, "No kidding, is this your car?"

This car had no license plate. Once they entered the city, it might attract the police's attention, which was not what Ye Fengwu wanted.

Hearing this, Luo Yihuaung gritted her teeth angrily. She really didn't want to walk anymore. Her feet were still hurting badly.

But under Ye Fengwu's impatient gaze, Luo Yihuaung still endured the pain and got out of the car.

When she got to the highway, Luo Yihuaung saw Ye Fengwu open the gas tank cap. Before she understood what he was going to do, she saw Ye Fengwu suddenly kick the car violently.

Boom!

Then to Luo Yihuaung's horror, the at least two-ton SUV actually turned 180 degrees under Ye Fengwu's kick. The car windows shattered under the huge pressure.

What came into Luo Yihuaung's ears next was the sound of water. Then came the strong smell of gasoline.

At this moment, Luo Yihuaung finally understood Ye Fengwu's intention. Then she endured the pain in her soles and walked away quickly.

Ye Fengwu took a hard drag on his cigarette, then flicked it with a crooked finger. A spark flew through the night and accurately landed on the gasoline on the ground.

When the raging fire began to burn, Ye Fengwu leisurely walked towards Luo Yihuaung.

Boom!

When the two were 20 meters away from the SUV, there was a huge roar. It seemed the whole night sky was lit up by the fire.

It took them nearly an hour to walk one kilometer. During this time, every step Luo Yihuaung took made her grit her teeth hard. The tearing pain in her soles made her increasingly unbearable. The most hateful thing was Ye Fengwu shamelessly ridiculing and teasing her from behind.

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