บท 268: Chapter 268: Capital City's Four Young Masters? Kicking them away in one move!

The young man's face was a waxy yellow, his eye sockets sunken in; he looked like someone who had indulged too much in pleasure.

He was holding a baseball bat, harshly attacking the Maserati, cursing as he did so, "Damn it! You guys have some nerve,"

"Dare to stop my car? Do you know who I am? Damn it!"

"Wait for me to smash your car, I'll call my guy to come squash you."

As the young man cursed, he continued to smash the Maserati.

The hood of the car was completely wrecked.

William Cole got out of the car and shoved the young man away with a swift kick, "Are you out of your mind?"

"You went against traffic on the road, nearly causing an accident, and you blame us?"

The young man fell to the ground, frail as a leaf. He barked out a laugh, blood filling his teeth, "Hahaha, you dare hit me?

You dare hit me?"

"Wait for it!" He took out his phone, yelling into it, "Why the hell haven't you guys caught up? I'm about to get beaten up."