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The tattooed youth had a pained expression on his face, "Brother Fatty, please go easy on me."

The chubby man mercilessly mocked, "With that little resolve of yours, no wonder a little girl can thrash you."

Ahead was a road with sparse pedestrian traffic, and the driver was a skilled one. He jerked the steering wheel, positioning the car right in front of Mu Qingli.

Standing on her skateboard, Mu Qingli wasn't frightened by the situation and managed to stop in time, casually whistling at the car door.

Brother Fatty pushed open the car door and got out, "So you're the 'Miss Lili' who claims to be all that?"

As he stepped out, the black sedan seemed to have springs installed, lightly bouncing.

One could imagine how heavy he must be.

Most girls would take a detour at the sight of a man of such magnitude. Behind her sunglasses, Mu Qingli sized him up and estimated him to weigh at least 600 pounds.