olls-Royce Owner Went Mad After Being Teased About 98-Octane Gas

“Whether I’ve been drinking or not has nothing to do with you! Move your car now, or I’ll have to push you aside to fuel up!” I had spent years working closely with high-ranking officials and seen many wealthy people, but I had never encountered such a brazen nouveau riche like him. Relying on his little bit of money, he had the audacity to act like a big shot in public. The thought of this made my anger rise rapidly. “Mr. Harrison, don’t you think we should follow a little order here?” “If you delay my boss’s meeting, you won’t be able to handle the consequences.” As soon as I said this, the crowd around us erupted. “Damn, this young guy has some guts, daring to offend Mr. Harrison. He must be new to Greenwood City.” “Even nationwide, the Harrison Group is famous for real estate development, with countless workers under its wing.” “Yeah, what’s with this kid? He must be crazy to provoke Mr. Harrison—he’ll probably get beaten up today.” Hearing the murmurs, Mr. Harrison’s expression grew even more smug. “Kid, I don’t care who your boss is, today I’m fueling up first!” I raised an eyebrow and replied nonchalantly, “And what if I don’t let you?” “Then you can go die!” As soon as he said this, Mr. Harrison rolled up his sleeves and charged at me. “Mr. Harrison, don’t say I didn’t warn you. Just because you have money doesn’t mean you can do whatever you want.” His fists swung wildly but missed me each time, growing more and more frustrated. “Kid, if you dodge me again, I’ll have someone kill you!” I didn’t retaliate; I just kept dodging. Not because I was afraid, but because my identity was special, and I couldn’t reveal it unless absolutely necessary. Besides, I didn’t know how to fight. I either didn’t strike, or when I did, it would be a fatal blow. Mr. Harrison didn’t expect me to dodge so easily, which made him even angrier. “Good boy, you like to dodge, huh? Just wait!” He pulled out his phone. “Hey, bring some people over to the gas station near the suburbs!” After hanging up, he lit a cigarette and stuck it in his mouth. “You better not leave, watch how I deal with you later!” Seeing this, the onlookers began to advise me. “Kid, while Mr. Harrison’s men aren’t here yet, you better run for your life!” “Yeah, Mr. Harrison’s workers are all thugs; you can’t beat them!” “Especially since you’re so young—don’t let your pride get you into serious trouble!” As their voices grew louder, I clenched my fists involuntarily. Just because he’s driving a Rolls-Royce doesn’t mean he gets to cut in line! “Today, I’m not moving!” “I’m going to see what you can do!” Mr. Harrison probably didn’t expect me to stand my ground, and his face turned green with rage. “Alright, alright, I didn’t expect to meet such a death-wishing loser in Greenwood City.” “Today, I’ll show you what real power looks like!” I couldn’t care less about his nonsense and turned to get back in the car. Maybe my action embarrassed Mr. Harrison. He didn’t know where he found a metal rod and started smashing my boss’s car. “Like blocking the way, huh? I’ll smash your car to pieces today!”

Unfortunately, after he swung dozens of times, the car only had a slight scratch, with no other damage. “Damn it, how can this damn domestic car be so tough? My hands are numb from hitting it.” I sat in the car, leisurely playing with my phone, completely oblivious to the outside noise. Greg Harrison hammered the car for about ten minutes, but finally ran out of energy and slunk back to his car. The next moment, a Rolls-Royce with a plate number starting with 6-8 came barreling straight at the driver’s side. I didn’t have time to react and only felt the world spin. The car door was instantly dented inward. Had this been an ordinary domestic vehicle, that crash would have likely left me either dead or severely injured. Fortunately, the executive car assigned to my boss was bulletproof, which saved me from a fatal blow. I moved my body a little, and apart from my legs feeling numb, I was lucky to avoid serious injury. Unfortunately, the two bottles of premium bourbon on the passenger seat shattered into pieces. The strong aroma of the bourbon now filled the car. To prevent them from crashing into me again, I stumbled out of the car. The moment they saw me, Greg Harrison rolled down the window, a smug grin on his face. “Kid, do you admit it now?” I couldn’t take it anymore and clenched my fists, charging at Greg. But before I could run very far, I tripped and fell flat on the ground. Looking back, I saw a large swollen bump on my ankle. It must have happened when I got out of the car and lost my balance because of the numbness in my legs. Seeing this, the onlookers immediately took out their phones, preparing to call for an ambulance. But then, Greg suddenly waved his hand and shouted at the crowd. “Anyone who dares to help him, you’re making an enemy of Greg Harrison. Think carefully about the consequences!” As expected, upon hearing this, the onlookers quickly put their phones down. Greg Harrison swaggered over, crouching in front of me. “Kid, weren’t you pretty cocky just now? How come you're lying on the ground now?” I gritted my teeth and glared at him. “Greg Harrison, do you realize you just shattered my boss's bourbon?” Greg waved his hand dismissively. “It’s just two bottles of bourbon. It’s not like I’ve never had them. What’s the big deal?” Struggling, I got up and pointed at a nearby security camera. “Drunk driving resulting in injury or death. According to U.S. law, the penalty could be up to twelve years in prison.” The moment I finished, Greg scoffed loudly. “Trying to check the cameras, huh?” “You believe me, I can make one phone call and make this go away.” With that, he took out his phone right in front of me. “One million dollars. Help me erase the gas station footage.” In just a few sentences, this drunk driving case was conveniently swept under the rug in front of everyone's eyes. Just then, the woman who used to be my crush, Emily Green, strutted over in high heels. “Honey, this nice guy crashed your new car. We need to make him pay!” After a brief exchange of glances, they both immediately claimed that I had crashed into their car. From the situation at the scene, I knew arguing would be pointless, so I gave up and stopped defending myself. “Alright, what’s your extortion price?” Emily Green wore a smug expression. “Extortion? You mean you deliberately crashed into my husband’s car!” I slowly raised my head, glaring at her. “Enough with the nonsense, give me a price!” “One million!” Emily Green extended her index finger, sneering. “And this is a friendly price, considering you used to chase after me.”

“Fine! One million it is, I’ll pay!” I didn’t even give them a chance to think and immediately agreed. As soon as I said this, all eyes turned to me. Most people thought I was just bluffing, that I couldn’t possibly afford that much money. But their opinions didn’t matter to me. What mattered was that my boss’s car had also been damaged. While it wasn’t as severe as the Rolls-Royce, the driver’s side door had been dented. Had it been an ordinary domestic car, Greg Harrison’s earlier crash would have probably totaled it by now. I slowly stood up and walked toward the Lincoln. “Since your compensation is settled, shouldn't we talk about my compensation now?” With that, I suddenly changed my tone, and it became much colder. “Two bottles of bourbon, plus a car door.” As soon as I said this, Greg burst out laughing. “Kid, did the crash mess up your brain or something?” “A domestic car and two bottles of bourbon that even a dog wouldn’t drink, what the hell are they worth?” I cast a cold glance at the two of them. “Greg Harrison, Emily Green, I’ve told you before, my boss's car is no ordinary domestic vehicle.” “Besides, there are many types of bourbon, and the two bottles you smashed were the rarest Han Emperor bourbon!” “Combined, these two items are worth over nine figures!” Being ignorant isn’t scary, but not knowing the trouble you’re in is. “Bullshit! I haven’t heard of any of those names!” Greg Harrison pulled the woman into his arms, lazily blowing out a puff of smoke. “Kid, you’re making up those names, aren’t you trying to back out?” “Don’t say I didn’t warn you. If you don’t come up with one million, don’t even think about leaving Greenwood City alive!” With less than half an hour left until the meeting time, I didn’t feel like wasting any more words with them. In front of everyone, I pulled out my phone. “Hello, Boss, it’s me, Shane.” The boss’s voice on the other end sounded a little surprised when he heard my voice. “You were supposed to refuel, why the hell is it taking so long?” I took a deep breath and slowly spoke. “Boss, the refueling situation is a long story. I have an emergency I need to report to you!” “Your executive car was hit!” “What did you say!?” The boss immediately became furious, his astonishment nearly coming through the phone. “Shane, are you kidding me?” “That’s a Lincoln, who the hell has the guts to do that?” I shot a meaningful glance at Greg Harrison, who was across from me, and slowly continued. “Boss, I wouldn’t joke about something like this!” “The guy who hit your car is now asking me to pay him one million, and he’s threatening that if I don’t, I won’t make it out of Greenwood City alive!” I briefly explained the situation, and the boss was so angry he threw his cup. “Who’s the guy?” I was about to speak when Emily Green snatched the phone from my hand. “Hello, are you this kid's boss?” “You’ve got twenty minutes to get one million, or else, just wait for your driver to collect his body!” The boss, probably not expecting to be talked to like that after living most of his life, paused for a few seconds. “So you’re the one who hit my car and now you want Shane to pay?” At this moment, Emily Green still didn’t know the real identity of the person on the other end of the phone and started berating him.