Zhimian didn't expect to encounter someone like this who not only lie in debt but also makes arguing about it with confidence.

The man cursed, and Zhimian cut off his words:

"It has nothing to do with the size of your voice. It's useless to scold me. It's not your only decision on who is responsible for this matter."

The Mediterranean man walked to Zhimian's car and looked into the car, feeling happy, "You don't have a driving recorder in your car. What evidence do you have to say my responsibility?"

Zhimian suddenly thought that the recorder on the car was taken to repair by Xuan Xia.

"It doesn't matter if there is no dash cam in my car. Just look at the dash cam in your car and you will know who is responsible."

The Mediterranean man said shamelessly: "The dashcam in my car is broken, and why should I show it?"

"..." Zhimian's qi was stagnant and was about to speak when a trumpet sounded behind him.

Their two cars were parked in the middle of the road and were about to cause traffic jams.

The Mediterranean man ignored him. He walked to Zhimian, "Call your insurance company quickly, I'll call the insurance company, and I'll call the insurance company here. Even if I'm not responsible for this, you have to pay the responsibility. My car is scratched like this. Look at the car lights, you have to compensate for it!"

The price of ni is not as good as the Cayenne. If Zhimian wants to lose money, the price is definitely not cheap.

Zhimian was a little nervous when he yelled. It was the first time she encountered such an accident and had no experience. In addition, the man scolded him, Zhimian clenched his palms and tried to remain calm.

She didn't know what to do, so she planned to take out her cell phone and call the police.

Suddenly, the phone rang first.

When I looked down, the words Duan Zhuo were displayed on the screen.

Zhimian saw the time and then realized that it was almost three thousand.

She ignored the Mediterranean man's words and walked to the side to pick it up. Because of her emotions fluctuating, her breath was a little unstable: "Hey."

"Why haven't you arrived yet?" the man asked.

Zhimian was about to speak when Duan Zhuo heard the swearing male voice coming from the phone and noticed something was wrong, "Why are you so noisy? What's wrong?"

Zhimian hesitated for a while and there was no way. "I'm on the road now, and my car and someone are scratched..."

She honestly told him the troubles she encountered. After hearing this, Duan Zhuo frowned: "Where are you now?"

Zhimian looked at the road signs on the side of the road and reported the location.

Duan Zhuo took off his tactical gloves, put down his training, turned around and walked into the room, "You don't have to pay attention to that person, call the police directly. I'll be there in ten minutes."

The man's voice is as calm as a deep pool, and inexplicably calms down his heart.

Zhimian learned that he was coming, but he didn't want to bother him: "Just call the police, you don't need to..."

"I'll be here soon."

Zhimian suddenly became silent.

Duan Zhuo walked into the room and Zhuge Yu saw him: "Hey, where are you going? I'll train soon..."

"Go and pick someone up."

"ah??"

On the other side, after Zhimian hung up the phone, the Mediterranean man came over, "Have the insurance company called?"

Zhimian looked at him coldly: "I don't admit this responsibility. I call the police and leave it to the police for handling."

The Mediterranean man was stunned for two seconds. When he saw her dialing 110, his voice raised: "Okay, call the police, you can't run away even if the police come!"

Zhimian didn't want to get entangled with him anymore, so he walked aside and took photos of the scratched photos.

After a while, the cell phone in the Mediterranean man's pocket also rang. He picked it up and complained to the other end:

"I haven't arrived yet, something happened on the way..."

"I met a female driver who shaved my car. Now the woman doesn't know how to drive on any road..."

He said to the other end of the phone, but in fact he was deliberately scolding Zhimian, yelling at the "female driver" map cannon, full of gender discrimination.

Zhimian has never seen someone with such poor quality.

She was anxious, angry and panicked.

Who knew that she had driven in someone else's car and something like this happened now.

With a chaotic mind, she saw a familiar Hummer heading towards them.

It only took five minutes to get the phone call.

The black Hummer finally stopped by the road.

Aura is booming.

Her eyes suddenly stopped, and she saw the driver's seat door being opened and a pair of black military boots were stepping on the ground.

Duan Zhuo got out of the car, stood up straight, and raised his hand to swung it onto the car door.

His eyes fell on Zhimian, and as he looked at each other, he walked towards her.

Until he arrived in front of him, Zhimian came back to his senses and was about to explain the situation at the scene, his slightly deep voice fell, but the first sentence was: "Are you injured somewhere?"

She looked up and saw the worry in his eyes, and was slightly stunned, "No..."

"Have you called the police?"

"Um."

Zhimian explained the situation at the scene in detail, and Duan Zhuo looked at the situation of the two cars.

When the Mediterranean man saw him, he shouted: "It's useless to ask someone to come. Should you compensate or compensate..."

Before he finished speaking, Duan Zhuo lifted his eyelids and glanced over.

The man's expression was dull and his eyes were not warm. The Mediterranean man who bullied the weak and feared the strong inexplicably felt something was wrong. His heart suddenly became faint and his conversation suddenly stopped.

Duan Zhuo didn't say anything, then gently grabbed the girl's arm, took her to the Hummer, opened the passenger's car door, and said to her:

"You wait in the car first."

Zhimian was stunned and came to his senses and sat in the car with his movements and voices. She raised her eyes and her eyes were occupied by his cold side face.

She moved her lips and wanted to say something: "Duan Zhuo..."

The man supported one hand on one side of her seat, held the car door with the other hand, leaned down, and his dark pupils met her gaze.

The man looked at her, his voice low and soft:
Chapter completed!