Lin Mo did not like threats, even less so from mere ants!
Half an hour later, on a suburban highway in Lin City.
Lin Mo leaned against a tree trunk, his hand casually tucked in his pocket, blowing a leisurely breeze and smoking a cigarette.
About four or five seconds later, Lin Mo's cold, slender eyes slowly opened, and the cigarette butt in his hand was suddenly stubbed out.
Then, with a slight lift of his fingers, the cigarette butt rocketed out like a bullet.
Bang!
It landed dead center on the hood of a Japanese car.
The next second, the three people inside the car, including the driver, were jolted by the emergency brake, their bodies shaking violently, their scalps going numb from the impact.
"Hao Er, have you lost your damn mind? What's wrong with your driving?" shouted Sato Shozaburo, who was sitting in the back seat, immediately furious.