There is good fruit for you to eat."

After saying this, the other party hit his face with a big wallet twice. Although it didn't hurt very much, it was very humiliating. Chen Qiang couldn't hold it back and just lifted his vaginal foot and knocked him down.

He was beaten to the ground, followed by punches and kicks. Within a few blows, the opponent's nose was bruised and his face was swollen, causing him to cry and beg for mercy.

Just then, his cell phone rang, but he didn't answer it immediately. When it rang for the second time, he stopped beating the Land Rover driver and took out his cell phone to answer it.

At this time, facing Chen Qiang's reproachful questioning, Wang Wanjun was quite speechless, but he also knew that he was somewhat in the wrong. He could only explain: "I just had a stomachache and went to the toilet, and my phone was left in the car."

"It's true that you left your phone behind when you went to the toilet. Okay, you drive over right away, there's a free seat here."

Having said this, he kicked the Land Rover driver who was just trying to get up again and kicked him to the ground again.

"This... ok, I'll go there then."

Wang Wanjun originally wanted to talk about the situation on his side on the phone, but he hesitated but did not say anything.

Subconsciously, he was somewhat worried that Chen Qiang would not come to save him after knowing what happened.

"Then I'll wait for you to come over, hurry up."

After saying that, Chen Qiang hung up the phone. Then, he grabbed the Land Rover driver from the ground and said in a cold voice: "Now come over here and drive the car away."

"Yes, yes, I will drive away immediately. Brother, I admit defeat this time, I was wrong."

The Land Rover driver, who had a bruised nose and a swollen face, turned out to be very honest after he finished speaking, with no arrogant expression on his face.

"Follow me."

Chen Qiang pushed the Land Rover driver, crossed the road again, and came to the Land Rover. The bald and fat driver immediately got in. Just as he was about to close the door, Chen Qiang pushed him hard into the passenger seat, and he also got in.

After slamming the car door shut, Chen Qiang unceremoniously reached out and snatched the fat driver's large Donkey wallet. After opening it, he searched for his ID card for a while.

Then, Chen Qiang took a few pictures of the fat driver's ID card with his mobile phone, and then took a few pictures of the fat driver himself, who was bruised and bruised.

Then he said slowly: "Gu Dafu, right? A good name. I know your current identity information and home address. If you are brave enough, call the police."

As he spoke, he pulled out the pistol from his waist and put it against the fat driver's forehead. He looked fiercely and said in a cold tone: "Guess, is this pistol of mine real?"

The fat driver almost peed with fear, his face was full of panic, and his fat body was trembling with fear. His lips trembled and he begged for mercy: "Brother, I was wrong, I am not a human being, I

I shouldn't take your parking space. I swear to my ancestors and God, I will never call the police. Just let me go."

The Land Rover driver never dreamed that he would encounter such a vicious gunman just because he was trying to grab a parking space on the spur of the moment.

In this peaceful era, and in a country with a very strict ban on guns, the probability of seeing ordinary people holding guns is comparable to winning the lottery jackpot. But he saw it now.

He could feel that the gun on his head was real, a real guy.

Who can hold such a real thing in his hand, and he is not a military policeman, how can he be a kind person?

"Remember what you said and what happened to you today. Don't be too arrogant in the future. Do you understand?"

Chen Qiang poked his head with a gun while scolding him.

"Yes, yes, I will never dare to be arrogant again."
Chapter completed!