Lu Yan looked back and his brown eyes landed on Lin Shun's face. He forced out a sinister voice from his throat. "Scram!"
Lin Shun came from a wealthy and powerful family, and he had a smooth-sailing life. Who would ever dare to talk to him like this?
"I won't scram. What are you going to do?"
He just barely completed his sentence when Lu Yan grasped Lin Shun's wrist swiftly and tugged it forcefully.
Crunch! Lin Shun's arm was dislocated and he cried out in pain. "Pain, pain, let go of me!"
Lu Yan gave Lin Shun a shove and Lin Shun staggered backwards a few steps before falling to the floor. He even rolled a few times like a rubber ball.
Lu Yan looked at him coldly. 'You don't know how to scram, and so I can only teach you."
With that, Lu Yan got onto the driver's seat of the Jeep, and the car sped away.
