Turning the steering wheel to the right, and steering the car off the main road, Leng Zimo pulls over and smoothly takes off his jacket to cover the little guy.
"Now, hide."
The little guy immediately shrinks his small arms and legs, hiding his entire body under the large jacket.
"Good. Unless I call you, don't come out, alright!"
After instructing the little guy, Leng Zimo directly opens the door and gets out of the car.
The paparazzi on both sides never imagined he would suddenly get out of the car; they had already chased him onto the next lane, but didn't have time to reverse, so they just stopped behind his car, pretending to be ordinary passers-by.
Leng Zimo walks over nonchalantly, completely ignoring anyone following behind. He opens the trunk, pulls out a pair of long-handled pliers from the toolbox, holds them in his hand, and walks straight to the car in front of them.
Bang!
With one hit, the side window shatters into pieces.
