1111 [Bonus chapter]The Story of : Fargo

In the parking lot right in front of the ice cream shop, a tall, muscular man with messy black hair and tanned skin scolded a teenager with a nearly identical appearance, obviously, they were related.

"Fargo, how many times have I told you, you can't ride a motorbike!" Zargan's roar startled many who walked past them, they whispered to each other while glancing at him but didn't dare point at Zargan for fear of his intimidating appearance.

"But I can already ride Uncle Zargan's motorcycle. You see, I've never had an accident or anything like that!" Fargo refuted.

The bluish veins in his temples popped up as his anger peaked "It doesn't matter whether it was an accident or not, you broke the rules!"