"Ugh——" The older women stood up. The ones with weaker tolerance immediately threw up. Seeing a few of them vomiting, nausea spread through the crowd, and a whole group of women bent over with hands on their knees, vomited violently with their heads down, adding a colorful layer on top of the feces on the ground.
"Did you do this on purpose!"
"You should compensate us!"
"Smash your car!"
"Where's the driver? Let's settle this with him!"
The women, like little ghosts from Hell, walked into the hospital, leaving messy footprints behind, covered in sewage, they arrived at the truck's cab to find it empty.
"Ahahaha!" Lin Su'er, hiding in Song Xiaodong's car, was laughing so hard she couldn't catch her breath.
"What a show, ahahaha!" Lin Su'er clapped her hands and was about to take a picture with her phone.
"I wonder if they'll be sitting still now!" Song Xiaodong said with a chuckle.
