After hearing what the other party said, Xiao Bei
immediately laughed.
"What did you just say?"
Xiao Bei picked at his ear.
"Ssibal, is this car yours?"
Xiao Bei heard the question.
He immediately understood what the other party meant.
The other party must have thought that the car was not his.
But after Xiao Bei saw the man's face, he understood.
Who else could it be but Zai Zhe?
The moment Xiao Bei saw him, he wanted to laugh.
He had just been thinking about how to get Zhang Qiandan into Country H's underworld, and now someone had delivered a pillow just as he got sleepy.
Xiao Bei looked at Zai Zhe, a cold smile appearing at the corner of his lips.
"Hey, Zai Zhe, right? Is this my car or not? Take a look!"
Xiao Bei sneered at Zai Zhe.
Then he slammed the accelerator to the floor.
Bang—!
Xiao Bei drove his Lamborghini straight into Zai Zhe's Maserati MC20.
Then Xiao Bei got out of the car.
He walked over to Zai Zhe's vehicle.
He looked at Zai Zhe, who was sitting in the passenger seat.
"Now do you know? Is this car mine or not?"
Zai Zhe did not look at Xiao Bei and stared straight ahead.
Then he let out a dark, sinister chuckle.
"Interesting. Ssibal!"
Then he got out of his car.
He looked at Xiao Bei.
Then he suddenly laughed.
"Who are you? You actually know me? I don't think I've ever seen you in Seoul!"
After hearing that,
Xiao Bei picked at his ear.
"Who am I? You're not qualified to know. You'll be seeing me every day from now on!"
After saying that, Xiao Bei leaned close to Zai Zhe's ear and whispered:
"JC Group bribery, the hit-and-run on Damin Street