Emily knew that the other person was cursing at her, but she didn't dare to divert her attention, so she didn't turn her head.
Andrew saw the fierce look of the other person and forgot that Henry was sitting behind. He said somewhat anxiously, "Ignore him, drive slowly..."
Because of the tinted windows, the driver of the luxury car couldn't see Emily's face clearly, but he realized she was a female driver. He spat and muttered, "B*tch," then suddenly turned the steering wheel, swerving to avoid Emily.
"Ah!" Emily screamed in fear.
Just as she was about to instinctively turn the wheel, Andrew grabbed it and said, "Stay calm, brake gently!"
If she turned the wheel, the car would hit the barrier in the middle of the road.
Andrew, worried about a rear-end collision, instructed her to keep the steering wheel steady and lightly tap the brake.
At that moment, he heard the sound of a door opening from the back, and only then did he remember that Henry was sitting there.
"Henry..."
He was about to remind him that they were in motion and he couldn't open the door, but Henry had already leaped out, landing on one leg, resembling a black swallow, and pounced directly towards the front of the luxury car.
The driver of the luxury car, witnessing the awkward situation in the rearview mirror, curled his lips in a disdainful smirk.
Just as he was about to accelerate, he caught a glimpse of a figure darting in through the passenger window.
"God!" Andrew was completely baffled.
"What's wrong?" Emily asked, puzzled.
"Henry got into his car!" exclaimed Andrew.
Emily looked at Andrew with a puzzled expression, thinking, "What nonsense is he talking about? The car is in motion, how could Henry get out and into someone else's car?"
But no matter how she looked in the rearview mirror, there was no trace of Henry in the back seat.
The driver of the luxury car was taken aback by the sudden appearance of Henry.
Henry, after entering with both legs, sat up straight, causing the driver to tremble all over, his hands gripping the steering wheel violently shaking.
"Pull over!" Henry's eyes fixed ahead, as he coldly commanded.
"Who do you think you are?" the driver of the luxury car retorted.
"Smack!"
Without even glancing at him, Henry delivered a resounding slap, leaving a mark of five fingers on his face!
"Damn it," the driver of the luxury car, enduring the fiery pain on his face, cursed, "You country bumpkin, do you know who I am?"
"Smack!"
Another slap landed on his face, causing a stream of blood to flow from his mouth.
Dizzy and seeing stars, he realized that at least two of his molars had been knocked out.
He immediately pulled the car over to the side of the road, not even unbuckling his seatbelt before lunging forward, using his elbow to strike at Henry's face.
It was clear that he was not one to be trifled with.
With a "click" sound, Henry raised his hand, dislocating the driver's elbow.
Before the driver of the luxury car could even let out a scream, Henry delivered another resounding slap to his face.
One side of his face was throbbing and numb, feeling completely foreign to him.
Emily's car stopped in front of his, and when Emily and Andrew got out of the car, Henry also opened the door and stepped out.
"Hey, you still want to run?" the driver of the luxury car shouted.
Ignoring the pain in his face and his dislocated elbow, the driver unbuckled his seatbelt and pushed open the door.
Just as he was about to get out of the car, he realized that Henry had already circled around to the front.
Damn, wasn't he trying to run?
It was too late for the driver of the luxury car to close the door!
Henry yanked him out of the car, delivering a series of slaps that left him dizzy and seeing double.
The excruciating pain felt like his skin was splitting open, making him wish for death!
With a thud, the driver of the luxury car felt a sharp impact to the back of his knee, causing him to kneel on the ground.
Henry reached out, gripping his shoulder blade and exerting pressure.
"Ouch, spare me, spare me!" the driver of the luxury car pleaded with flushed cheeks and bulging veins, "Brother, I didn't mean to provoke you!"
Emily and Andrew had already walked up, and Henry said to the driver of the luxury car, "Apologize to this lady!"
"Huh?" The driver of the luxury car looked at Emily in confusion, thinking, "Who is she? I don't even know her."
But in an instant, he realized, "Damn, she's the female driver? If I had known she was this beautiful and elegant, I wouldn't have cursed at her!"
Henry applied more force, causing the driver of the luxury car to howl in pain, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."
Andrew, seeing the driver's unbearable pain, was about to step forward and persuade Henry when Emily reached out and stopped him.
Although Emily was a kind-hearted person, she surprisingly felt a sense of satisfaction seeing someone stand up for her.
Whenever she had been mistreated in the past, she had always hoped that Andrew would defend her, even if it meant just a bite.
But Andrew had always let her down.
Emily never dreamed that her wish would be fulfilled today, and it was Henry who made it happen.
Henry's actions were too severe.
One side of the driver's face swelled up like a peach. Instead of finding it unbearable to look at, Emily felt a sense of triumph.
Onlookers cast curious glances at them, wondering what had happened.
Seeing a man and a woman, with the man kneeling on the ground, they thought it was a scandalous affair being exposed.
The driver of the luxury car, enduring intense pain, tried to keep his head down in embarrassment.
He was a well-known figure in Harbor Springs, and if anyone he knew saw him like this, it would be a huge blow to his reputation.
"Erick?" Henry looked at the driver of the luxury car and asked.
"Yes!" The driver of the luxury car was taken aback and blurted out a response.
He was puzzled: How could this country bumpkin know me?
"The owner of the Violet Bar?" Henry asked again.
Damn, he knows what I do, and he dares to...