The anger that had calmed in him flared up again, "What do you mean? Are you two teaming up to play me for a fool?"
Su Jian thought Zhou Lu was drunk and acting crazy, feeling a headache coming on. She pulled him aside with an anxious expression and said, "You're drunk driving. If the police are called, you could have a criminal record, and you might even lose your job! Could you please stop talking?"
She glared at him, then took out her mobile phone to make a transfer to the man.
Zhou Lu's temples throbbed, his face as cold as ice. Seeing Su Jian starting to enter her payment password, he easily snatched her phone away using his height advantage and made the call to the police himself.
By the time the police arrived, Zhou Lu had blown into the breathalyzer several times, and the results showed he hadn't drunk anything.
Su Jian and the accident-causing driver were both dumbfounded.