The Greatest Man Alive By Maveric Bowman

Chapter 243 The Friendship between Nations

Nathan found the gangster logic of Wyvern a bit amusing. Was he forbidden to drive normally when he drove a civilian car?

According to his logic, you had to give way to a luxury car.

Otherwise, you would violate the law.

Nathan grabbed Wyvern’s collar and pulled him to the back of his Phaeton, saying with a sneer, “Look, what the letter it is!”

“P…..

“H…”

“E…”

Wyvern felt that his eyes were blurred, and he said after seeing it clearly, “Heaton?”

Nathan slapped him in the face and cursed, “Pheaton. If your English level was not qualified to spell it right, you can go back to the third grade and learn English again, you trash!”

Wyvern couldn’t help being startled. This car turned out to be Phaeton, the Maybach of Volkswagens.

The Phaeton could be said to be the most low–key among all the luxury car series, especially because the appearance of this car was almost the same as that of the Passat.

“My car was worth more than 460,000 dollars, which was enough to buy two of your top–equipped BMW X5!”

“I was driving my way when your valueless BMW collided with my Phaeton from behind.”

“What do you consider yourself to be?”

“I was driving a Phaeton, and you dared to tailgate me?”

Nathan picked up Wyvern’s collar and gave him two more slaps.

Gussie listened to it and couldn’t help but feel it funny. It seemed that Nathan had repaid Wyvern his abuses without altering one word of it.

“Driving a cheap BMW seems to make you overconfident.” Nathan raised his hand and smacked his face again.

swollen. Knowing that Nathan’s car was a top–spec Phaeton that was twice as expensive as his BMW, he

also quivering with fright

out that this person was not poor, but a low–key rich man who drove Phaeton, a Maybach of the Volkswagen brands and

dollars as maintenance fees. If you dare to give me one dollar less, I will let

“You dare to bully me like this… Do you know who I am…

director of operations of the Quenya Live Broadcasting Platform? Do you really think it a position

you know who I

give me the

or not, you will not be able to leave Mimar City or

domineering Nathan, Wyvern faltered for a while, speechless.

a sense of security in each other’s arms, not daring to look at Nathan’s

But, forget not

check from his pocket. He wrote 40,000 dollars on it, signed his name, and handed it to

gave a cold snort, took the check, and said with a sneer, “I want to see what you can do

with this bad guy anymore, so he tossed

opened the door, and got in the

stepped on the gas pedal, and drove away.

“Fuck!”

left, Wyvern let out a low growl balefully,

need to sue him?” One internet celebrity asked tremblingly.

stupid advice. That guy is obviously a tycoon in Mimar City, and

another Internet celebrity, “You can’t suffer this loss for

sneered and said, “I will let the platform put restrictions on Gussie, a bitch who made me lose my face and

cursed, “A Phaeton made him forget

of superiority he felt when he drove Nathan’s Phaeton into a collision

back to Poly Capital with Gussie. After a busy day,

Marcher will trouble you on the platform?” Nathan asked.

done anything aberrant. What can

against others.

the worst condition, I would give up live broadcasts and devote all my energy

without saying anything more and went

waiting for the time to get off work. When he felt that someone was covering him with a quilt, he reached out and held that person in his arms.

The person who came turned out

advice, and they would probably suffer a huge loss.” Nathan smiled with his eyes closed

No. 5 perfume,