Capítulo 349: 349: Mild Concussion (2)

She turned her head to the side, simultaneously opening her eyes just a sliver to look at him, and then closed them again.

Owl Eagle's pupil contracted, clearly seeing under the light in the car that her eyes were bloodshot, but thankfully, she hadn't passed out.

He clenched his fists, quickly got out of the car and when he closed the back seat door, the drivers of the cars that rear-ended them had already come over.

"What kind of driving is that!?"

"Can't you drive? Trying to get yourself killed!..." Five or six drivers, furious, stood under the bright street lights, looking like a group of fearsome devils, almost murderous.

Owl Eagle remained silent, casting a cold gaze over the three cars stacked up behind him in a pile-up, his expression stern.

It was already past eight at night, during rush hour. Because of the fender-bender, this side of the road was gridlocked, with dozens, maybe even hundreds of cars forced to stop, queued up in a long line.