I Am so Literary and Artistic, but I Am Actually a Killer?

I accidentally picked up a diary on the way home. Before I could study it carefully, accidents always happened one step ahead. Boom—— "Ma Dan, you don't know how to look at the road. You deserve to be killed by Shabi." A majestic voice came from the big g, followed by another charming voice. "Brother, leave him alone. I can't wait any longer." "Okay, okay, don't worry about this idiot." After saying that, he flicked the cigarette ashes out of the car window, touched it randomly with his hand, and stepped on the accelerator to kill. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.