
Thomas drove his Ferrari 458 quickly on the wide road. He's getting faster. As he drove forward and had a whole lot of fun, he even opened the car window to feel the breeze.
As a man, he had his own hobbies.
There are men who like 'games', some like animation, some like home, and some like to go for a walk.
Thomas loves cars.
Even though it's just an old car, it's still a Ferrari. It's also a sports car worth over two million dollars. For a guy like Thomas, who has a year-round car rental business, it's so cool he can occasionally drive such a sports car.
It feels like someone who has stopped smoking for a long time and suddenly returns to smoking one day. The feeling of smoking one cigarette after another is really exciting.
Thomas controlled the car as much as he wanted, he used various techniques at will as if he was struck by a spell.
As he drove the car, he suddenly felt that something was amiss on the road, ahead.
Quickly, he stepped on the brakes and the car stopped after sliding for a hundred meters. As expected, the road ahead was blocked by seven or eight motorcycles.
A group of men, dressed in unusual clothing sat on the fence, holding a baseball bat in their hands.
The way they drive feels like they want to avenge someone.
Thomas put his hand on the wheel and looked at these people with a cold gaze.
All these people came and looked around his car, and one by one they cursed him.
Thomas remained silent and observed everything calmly.
He needed to know whether these people were deliberately seeking revenge or they had accidentally blocked the path. If the second reason is correct, this is not a problem at all. It becomes a problem if the right one is the first reason.
Who wants revenge on me?
"Get out of the car !!!" A little prick knocked on the hood of a car engine.
Thomas frowned slightly. The most irresistible thing for a car lover like him is seeing others not appreciating his car.
Then, he turned off the car engine, pulled the handbrake, opened the car door, and walked out.
These people surrounded him and each looked at Thomas with a grin. They all made a percussion clang of a baseball bat in their hands.
"Are you Thomas?"
After hearing this tone of voice, I think someone deliberately took revenge on me. These people not only blocked the path and robbed me, otherwise, how could they be so ignorant of my identity?
Thomas replied lightly, "I'll give you ten seconds to tell me who's behind this evil plan."
"What?"
The head of the hoodlum was stunned, "Hey, did you have a brain hemorrhage? Look, how many people do we have, how many people do you have?"
Thomas glanced at his watch.
"You've only got five more seconds."
"Damn it, you dare to play me?"
The little slacker swung his baseball bat and smashed it into Thomas' head violently.
How could the little brute possibly fight with the War God?
Thomas dodged and struck the little slacker in the stomach with a punch. In an instant, both of his eyes became glared. He knelt in pain and placed his hands on his stomach.
Even though he wasn't dead, he couldn't move for a while.
Everyone became anxious to see this scene..
"Damn it, you dare to fight?"
"Friends, let's kick his ass!"
These people rushed to swing their batons and prepared to attack. However, they could not even touch Thomas' body and their bodies all floated in just a few seconds.
Thomas' power far exceeded their imagination.
Revenge on Thomas is beyond their means.
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