The Toyota car blocked the road. Unexpectedly, Zhang Yuda got out angrily and came to our car. She kicked her foot on the headlamp to vent her anger. I wanted to get off, but she was stopped by Yang Xiuying. She locked the door directly and said that Zhang Yuda could not get off anyway.

Zhang Yuda kicked a few feet there and scolded a lot of ugly words. I was going to call Feng Wei to bring a few people to do his job. But when I was ready to take out my mobile phone, Zhang pointed at me with his finger, and did not know what ruthless words...