"If I tell you to go away, you go away." Mr. Hu barked.
"Yes!" The driver had no choice but to yield, he retracted his watermelon knife and got into the car.
Lin Chuan sneered, "You spineless coward, next time you see me, tuck your head back into your turtle shell like you're supposed to."
After that, Lin Chuan turned and jumped into the jeep, then hit the accelerator and rushed in. There were only two parking spots in front of the City Committee building. Lin Chuan parked the car across them, taking up both spaces, leaving the Mercedes driver who drove in after him with a look of helpless frustration, his face turning red and then purple with anger.
"Mr. Hu, why should we give way to this kid?" the driver asked through gritted teeth.
"He is just a grasshopper after autumn, not long for this world," Mr. Hu lay back comfortably on the Mercedes' back seat, and coldly chuckled, "How much trouble can he cause? Just let him jump around a few more days, let him live a little longer."
