The driver was too tall and strong. During the twists and turns, his arms drew a sharp wind, which scared the female waiters to scream, but they were afraid that the driver would suddenly hit them, so they could only cover their mouths and endure it.
Looking at the terrified expressions of the crowd, Shi Jiu, who was sitting opposite to them, was filled with curses. It should be impossible to expect these people to help her.
"Wait!" Shi Jiu shouted.
"What else do you want to say?" Asked the driver. His tone sounded as if Shi Jiu would go die in a second, which was outrageous.
Shi Jiu cleared her throat and said:
"Excuse me, bro. You want to let me handle that man's penis, right?" Her tone was too timid and helpless. The driver hated to deal with people who were sluggish. Undoubtedly, Shi Jiu's attitude instantly hit his thunder zone.