"Now, take off your pants!"
Xu Xiangbei took out a cigarette, clamped it in his mouth, lit it, took a deep drag, and blew the smoke into Jack's face.
"What did you say? Take... take off my pants?"
Jack coughed repeatedly, surprised by Xu Xiangbei's words, and then his gaze at Xu Xiangbei became strange.
On this dark and windy mountain, if Xu Xiangbei really wanted to do something twisted, Jack might not be able to fight back at all!
He thought of himself as the underground King of Car in France, when had he ever suffered such humiliation?
"Hurry up, or do you want me to do it myself?"
Xu Xiangbei kicked Jack's butt, urging him impatiently.
Jack cried out in pain and cast a resentful look at Xu Xiangbei, reluctantly taking off his pants.
Xu Xiangbei snatched the pants from Jack's hand, put them on himself, rolled up the cuffs, and whistled cheekily at Jack: "Blondie, get in the car, I'll give you a half-minute head start, don't say I didn't give you a chance."
"Huh?"
