Ling Feng's move was a bit ruthless—the car's engine was directly sabotaged and rendered useless!
A plume of white smoke arose, and the driver inside was instantly dumbfounded.
"What are you spacing out for, get out of the car!"
Seeing the driver's stupefied look, Ling Feng smirked and asked.
The man was terrified, shuddered, and then carefully pushed the car door open with an "Oh."
After getting out, he didn't dare to meet Ling Feng's eyes and stood there with his head down, his legs trembling slightly.
"Tell me, why were you following me?" Ling Feng asked.
"Someone paid and hired me to do it," the man said quietly.
"Oh?"
Ling Feng was taken aback, then inquired, "What do you do?"
"I, I am a private detective!" said the man.
"Uh..."
Ling Feng was speechless; so he wasn't someone's underling, huh?
Looking at the man, he furrowed his brow, "You say you're one, but why should I believe you?"
"I, I have credentials, in the car!" the man said, looking up.
"Show me then!"