At this moment, a sedan sped down the highway, suddenly came to a stop by the roadside, and then the passenger door swung open, staggering out came a bald middle-aged man.
He walked over to the trash can, bent over, and vomited.
"No..."
Liu Jiawei sensed things turning for the worse and tried to stop it, but it was too late.
"Wah..."
The bald man vomited with great satisfaction, instantly drenching Liu Jiawei and Chen Feng like drenched chickens.
The problem was, what this guy vomited wasn't water, but booze mixed with food, emitting such a strong odor that the two unfortunate souls couldn't help but want to vomit.
"Are you blind? There are two people squatting here, can't you see?"
Liu Jiawei cursed, feeling this was absolutely bad luck upon bad luck, like a pipe burst during a rainy night, so unlucky, creating a feeling within him that he never wanted to come to Zhonghai City again.
At the same time, he wanted to hit someone.
