Zhu Ying was incredibly beautiful, especially her figure.
If Master Chen didn't know she was Lin Xi's woman, he might have had some fantasies. After all, he was a man, and it would be hard to resist.
"Now, obviously these two have some ideas!" He had a bad feeling.
At this point, he couldn't just sit and wait for death, otherwise, it would be the most foolish thing to do.
And the longer he stayed here, the more dangerous things would become.
"How much does it cost to fix this tire?" he asked.
The man sitting on the bench withdrew his gaze from Zhu Ying, glanced at Master Chen, and without speaking, stretched out a palm.
"Fifty?" He nodded, taking out a hundred-yuan bill from his wallet and handing it over, blocking the man's view of Zhu Ying, "One hundred, keep the change!"
"What I need is..."
"Pa!"
The man directly slapped away Master Chen's hand, showing a very unfriendly expression. It was unclear if it was because his view was blocked or because of the money.
