Yesterday on the overpass, an Audi forced its way into my lane.

I honked, he rolled down the window and flipped me off: "Get lost! I'm rushing to reincarnate!"
I said nothing and let him go.
He sped ahead, suddenly slammed on the brakes to force me to rear-end him.
I turned the wheel to avoid, and he still wasn't happy, slowed down and drove alongside me cursing: "Coward! If you’ve got the guts, hit me!"
I smiled, took out my phone and took a picture of his license plate.
Then I slowed down and put some distance between us.
He thought I was scared, proudly sped up and drove away.
Ten minutes later, I got off the overpass and saw him at a red light—there were police checking cars ahead.
His window was still down, he was smoking, and loud music was blasting inside.
The police approached and saluted: "Please show your driver’s license."
He panicked and quickly put out his cigarette.
The officer looked at the front seat—no seatbelt, feet resting on the dashboard.
I honked from behind.
He saw me in the rearview mirror and turned pale.
I rolled down the window and loudly said, "Officer, he just cut me off on the overpass and flipped me off. I have video evidence."
The officer looked back at me: "Are you willing to testify?"
"Of course."
He was immediately fined 6 points, a 500 yuan fine, and was taken in for a talk due to reckless driving.
His wife, crying in the passenger seat, cursed him: "I told you not to act so pretentious!"
As I passed by him, I said, "Bro, you’ve successfully reincarnated. Next time, be careful."