I Really Didn’t Mean To Be The Saviour Of The World

Chapter 60: Chapter 59: The Hegemon of the Second

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The Magotan drove smoothly on the highway.

Ward Owen, as the young master of the Whale Group, exuded the quality of a nouveau riche in his every action, yet, curiously, his chauffeur drove very steadily.

He neither ran red lights nor pressed on yellow lights, nor did he honk incessantly when being overtaken.

This middle-aged driver appeared as calm and composed as his own shadow.

Today, Harrison Clark had recited six songs in a row and played a round of drums, feeling somewhat fatigued. Combined with the fact that he couldn’t think of any common topics between him and Ward Owen, he simply closed his eyes to rest in the car.

Ward didn’t find this rude in the slightest, and instead thought it was only natural.

In Ward’s understanding, creating was an extremely brain-draining task.

How many brain cells would it burn to write six classics in a day? He simply couldn’t imagine.

Mr. Louie, drive a bit faster while maintaining a smooth ride,” Ward whispered.

He thought that Harrison had fallen asleep.

Mr. Louie, the driver, nodded. Gently pressing the accelerator, he fixed the speed firmly at the city main road’s speed limit of eighty.

“Young master, who are those people following us?” asked Mr. Louie in an even lower yet calm voice.

“Some ruffians sent by Mr. Mitchell, I guess. It’s fine. Once we arrive at our destination, they’ll recognize me and should understand my attitude. They won’t dare to make a move,” he replied.

Actually, that was precisely the reason why Ward insisted on driving Harrison home.

Mr. Louie asked, “Mr. Mitchell is becoming increasingly unruly. Should I report this to the boss to avoid any complications?”

Ward shook his head. “Absolutely not. My dad is annoyed by me right now. If he learns that I’m messing around with the likes of Eric Mitchell, he’ll probably clean up my act first.”

At that moment, accompanied by a huge noise, the body of the Magotan suddenly jolted violently.

Mr. Louie gripped the steering wheel tightly with both hands and shouted, “Young master, hold on tight! This guy’s gone crazy!”

Ward Owen held onto both sides of his seat tightly and reminded Harrison, “Master, stop sleeping! I don’t know where the hell Eric found this madman, but he even dares to hit my car!” Please visit fr𝐞𝐞w𝒏.𝒸𝑜𝔪 website to read fastest update

Harrison, who had been pretending to sleep from the beginning, didn’t need any reminders. He had already fastened his seat belt at lightning speed.

As soon as he secured his seatbelt, the Toyota Land Cruiser charged again with the desperation of a fugitive.

This was definitely an old hand.

The angle of the Land Cruiser’s collision was ingenious, cutting in from a diagonally rear side and smashing into the left rear door of the Magotan.

This proved that the Land Cruiser’s driver was extremely experienced.

Mr. Louie couldn’t control the car even if he were possessed by a car god.

The car completely lost its balance, flipped over, rolled down the slope, and landed head-first on the ground.

Fortunately, the car’s structure was good enough that it did not deform completely, crushing the three passengers inside to death.

Despite feeling banged up, Harrison Clark didn’t think his injuries were serious.

“Are you guys alright?”

Harrison Clark supported himself with one hand on the roof of the car and slowly unbuckled his seatbelt with the other, speaking first.

“Young master, are you okay?”

Mr. Louie in the driver’s seat moved his face away from the airbag and asked.

Ward Owen’s excess weight almost broke the seatbelt, and his face was buried in the airbag, making it difficult to breathe.

He waved his hands wildly and said with a thick voice, “I’m fine, I won’t die.

Damn it, Eric Mitchell! I’m gonna fucking kill you! Fuck your grandpa!”

At this moment, he was absolutely furious.

“Let’s get out of the car first, in case there’s a fire or an explosion.”

Harrison Clark and Mr. Louie turned over almost at the same time.

Since the left rear door had been completely deformed and couldn’t be opened,

Harrison Clark had to move to the right side to try and open that door.

At that moment, the driver’s door was actually opened from the outside.

“Yo, you little Didi driver, not bad driving skills. How about it, still got overturned by me, huh? Wanna fight with your grandpa? Get some more practice. Do you know what people on the streets used to call me? The Second Ring Lord. Do you know?”

The voice sounded slick and young.

Harrison Clark turned his head and saw a sinister face grinning at the side of the door.

Under the faint light of a distant streetlamp, the man’s laughter was wild and uninhibited.

He didn’t pay any attention to the expressionless Mr. Louie and instead leaned in and looked towards the back seat.

Noticing that Harrison Clark had already escaped and turned around, he seemed slightly surprised.

“Mr. Clark, you’re quite capable, ain’t ya? You didn’t even get knocked out by this. Impressive, impressive. But, I thought it would be better if you had just passed out, considering I’ll be cutting your tendons later, and that’s going to hurt a lot.”

Harrison Clark hadn’t had a chance to speak yet.

Ward Owen, still hanging upside down in the passenger seat, became furious and started cursing.

“Damn your grandpa, the Second Ring Lord! You better open your fucking dog eyes and see who the fuck I am! How much did Eric Mitchell pay you that you dared to hit my car too!”

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