Chapter 74

"Bro! No need to call the police, I am the police." The driver, a middle-aged man in his forties, looked at Yang Luo with confusion after hearing his words.

Yang Luo took out his credentials and threw them to the driver, then got into the heavy truck. The driver held Yang Luo’s credentials without looking at them, instead staring in horror as his truck began to move forward, the sound of tires crushing objects, "crack, crack," filling his ears. Fresh red blood slowly flowed out from under the wheels, like a stream following the slight slope of the road to his feet. After the last two tires rolled over, the two Buicks had been flattened into metal discs.

Yang Luo’s face showed a bloodthirsty smile as he walked up to the driver and took back his credentials, "You can go now, I’ll handle this."

The driver, looking at Yang Luo’s smile, suddenly shivered, his lips trembling as he said, "Y-You, you..."

"If you don’t want to go to jail, leave now. I guarantee the police won’t bother you."

The driver, startled, took a step and ran, getting into his car and trembling as he turned the key. His mind was blank, with only one thought: get away as fast as possible, the farther from this devil, the better.

Yang Luo watched the driver drive away with a smile, then saw a guy lying unconscious by the roadside. He walked over and recognized him; this guy had been standing behind Kun Si yesterday.

"Damn! Pretty quick reflexes, to jump out in that situation," he muttered, then took out his phone and dialed a number, "Lao Jiang! There’s been a car accident at the 800-meter intersection of the Fourth Ring Road. Come and handle it."

"Shit! What does a car accident have to do with us? Call the traffic police."

"I haven’t finished yet, don’t rush," Yang Luo said calmly.

"It’s just a car accident, what else is there to say?"

"The accident involved Kun Si’s people. Two Buicks got under the wheels of the heavy truck. Then I drove the truck back, and the two cars were flattened into metal discs."

"What?" Even without seeing, Yang Luo knew what Jiang Cheng’s reaction would be.

Yang Luo chuckled, "Why such a big reaction? It’s just a few pieces of trash, is it that serious?"

"I’ll be there in a minute."

Yang Luo hung up the phone and sat on the roadside railing, smoking. The unconscious guy suddenly moved, slowly sitting up. Before he could fully wake up, Yang Luo kicked him in the head, sending his body flying three meters away, hitting the railing with a thud. Blood gushed from his mouth, and he lay there motionless, unconscious again. He was just unlucky to run into Yang Luo, who didn’t play by the rules.

After about twenty minutes, the guy shook himself awake and sat up again. Yang Luo walked over with a grin, leaned forward, and lifted his right leg, making a standard penalty kick motion.

"Bang"

The guy’s head snapped back, and his body flew out again. Yang Luo walked over, looked at him, and cursed, "Damn, you really have a big heart, you didn’t die even like that."

Yang Luo sat back on the railing, smiling as he watched the occasional vehicles passing by, turning around at the ‘accident scene.’

Finally, when Yang Luo was getting impatient, he saw two police cars speeding towards him.

Jiang Cheng got out of the car, saw the terrifying scene, and cursed, "Shit! Yang Luo, you’re really a freak."

Yang Luo pointed at the unconscious guy on the ground, "Do you recognize him?"

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