Wu Yao's chest heaved violently, with a look of fear lingering in his eyes, frightened by what had just happened. The shock hadn't completely worn off.
And at this moment—
"Bitch, are you looking to die?! Left your brain at home when you went out?! Or maybe just your eyes?! If you want to die, crash into someone else's car!!" The driver shouted curses after lowering his car window.
"Try cursing one more time!!" Wu Yao turned his head, a chilling glare shooting from his eyes.
"I already cursed, what are you going to do about it?" The fat and big-eared driver, unaware of the danger, continued to provoke, the insults growing nastier, "Bitch! Not watching the road, you're bound to get hit by a car sooner or later!!"
The last sentence completely enraged Wu Yao.
He let go of Bei Yiyi, his face cold and stern, stepping forward in several strides.
Realizing what was happening, Bei Yiyi quickly shouted, "Wu Yao, don't be impulsive!!"
But it was already too late!
