He closed the door, and the inside of the car felt separate from the outside because the windows were soundproof, so even though it was noisy outside, there was no noise in the car.
Buck did not seem to be in a hurry to start the car. He picked up a can of chips instead and passed it to Wilbur. "Want some?"
Wilbur did not mind either. He accepted the chips and ate them. Buck picked up another can of chips for himself and asked as he ate them, "You killed my subordinate, Brian, didn't you?"
Wilbur paused for a moment before replying, "Do you mean the man in the black suit?"
"That's right. His name is Brian. He's my best guy. Did you kill him?"
Buck turned to look at Wilbur, but Wilbur calmly ate chips. He replied, "Yes, but he wouldn't have to die if he didn't show up last night."
There was a menacing glint in Buck's eyes. Suddenly, it started raining heavily, and thunder rumbled in the dark clouds. Buck smirked and looked up abruptly before laughing maniacally.
Wilbur stopped reaching for chips and asked, "Is it that funny?"
"It is."
Buck nodded hard, and he was tearing up from laughing. He asked, "Did you know that Brian worked for me? You killed him, but I gave you free chips. Now it's raining, and you're in my car eating chips. Don't you think it's hilarious? How can you do this to me?"
Wilbur stared at Buck. Suddenly, the smile on Buck's face gradually froze. They stared at each other. Three seconds later, the right door of the car was blown away with Wilbur flying out of the car.
Buck got out of the car and quickly walked toward Wilbur. Suddenly, a middle-aged man appeared in the parking lot, shouting loudly, "Please watch it, Mister Buck. This is an international airport."
"Alright. I'm sorry. I got it."
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