"Get lost."
Ma Weiguo cursed, Zhao Xiangyang chuckled, and the atmosphere wasn't as tense as expected.
The calmest person here was Liu Jingfeng.
He stepped forward to help the two of them up.
No matter who was right or wrong, they were beaten, and as the property management, he definitely had to mediate.
"Gentlemen, let's talk this over calmly. It seems there's some misunderstanding. As long as we clear it up, everything will be fine. We're all neighbors here, there's no need to have such a strained relationship."
"Stop talking nonsense." The middle-aged man cursed and said:
"First, our car was towed, and now you've hit us. I'm telling you, you need to give us an explanation for this!"
"I understand about the car, but the community has its rules. Private cars really can't be parked for too long."
