CRACK! CRACK!
The cracking noises on Fang Chao's windshield were incessant. The web of cracks on the glass grew denser and denser until they could no longer see the road ahead.
"Slow down! Slow down!" Han Shanchi shouted, his voice hoarse with frustration.
Fang Chao no longer dared to follow Su Xuan so closely. He tapped the brakes a few times to slow down.
CLANG!
Han Shanchi unfastened his seatbelt and kicked the windshield out with his foot. Just like that, it was completely gone.
Rain lashed their faces.
"Teacher!" Fang Chao wiped the rain from his face, his voice miserable. "Can your body handle this?"
Han Shanchi also wiped the rain from his face. "It's manageable."
Fang Chao asked, "Then why is your stomach still rumbling?"
Han Shanchi's mouth twitched. "My chronic constipation seems to have suddenly cleared up..."
Fang Chao was speechless.
Han Shanchi gritted his teeth. "But don't worry. Your teacher won't relieve himself in your car. I have some self-control!"
