Chapitre 350: Bust the Windows of Your Car

Demyan 

"And why was I asked to bring my cricket bat and five litres of bleach?" EJ leaned against his Lamborghini as he took a drag from his cigarette then blew it out.

I climbed down the stairs with new found energy with Bunbun safely in my arms as she looked around tiredly. "Climb into the passenger's seat," I thrusted Bunbun in his arms and for once he did not ask questions. We both stuffed ourselves in his car, with me at the river's seat as I spun the car around perfectly drifting it before I sped out of the airport. 

"If you wanted to finish my petrol you could have just told me," he laughed as he threw his cigarette in the can of cola in the cup holders.