The buzz-cut man's appearance was already a little fierce. Under the dim light, he looked even more ferocious.
He held the knife in one hand and rummaged through the car with the other.
However, there was not even a piece of paper in the car, let alone money.
Could it be… Was he going to get nothing today?
Actually, this was normal.
After all, Lin Fan's Santana was a gift from Volkswagen Group.
Lin Fan did not store any money in it.
Then, the buzz-cut man's gaze fell on the car keys. His eyes moved slightly, and he raised the knife as he shouted, "Get out of the car!"
How could Lin Fan not see through his plans?
Lin Fan had been driving for quite some time and was feeling a little bored. As he wished, he opened the car door and got out.
When the man with the buzz cut walked out with the knife…
"Tsk!"