Zhang Ling was about to go mad with rage!
She had hunted geese all her life, only to have a goose peck her eyes out!
Xiao Yu had had his fun and did not want to waste any more time.
"Miss Zhang Ling, driving a modified car around staging accidents, specifically targeting taxi drivers-you're really something. You spare the rich and scam the poor, huh? Running into me today was your bad luck! If you want to settle this, you'll have to pay a price. Settle privately, and hand over a hundred thousand yuan. Go through official channels, and we call the police and you go to jail. Your choice!"
"Y-you... who the hell are you?!"
Looking at her expression of hatred, resentment, and unwillingness to accept defeat, Xiao Yu said indifferently, "Me? Xiao Yu, a fortune-telling livestreamer. Want revenge? Come right ahead."
After hearing his name, Zhang Ling's expression changed again and again.
She hurriedly pulled out her phone, comparing him with it over and over.
Gradually, her face turned deathly pale!
"X-Xiao Yu? That Master Xiao? God, why am I so unlucky?! My very first time staging an accident, and I run into a demon like you!"
"Your first time? Who are you kidding? You mean your 'first time staging an accident on your own,' don't you?"
"I... I'm sorry. Please spare me. I admit defeat. A hundred thousand is too much... I can't afford it..."
"Then we'll call the police, and you can go to jail."
"No, no, please! Eighty thousand. Will eighty thousand do? That's everything I have! Boo-hoo-hoo! It really is everything I have!"
At first, she was only pretending to cry, but the thought of going to prison frightened Zhang Ling into squatting on the ground. Then she thought about how the money she