The man named Qian Yu who was driving in front didn't hesitate at all at Fu Chi's words. The moment his sentence finished, Qian Yu started the engine emotionlessly and slammed down on the accelerator. He boldly zigzagged across the lanes, causing the owners of the private cars to stick out their heads and curse.
"Damn! Are you sick?! Taking the road for your own?"
"Who the hell is that? I don't believe he'd really dare to hit…"
Bang!
The vehicle shook intensely, the sound echoing in the air before being drowned out by the drizzling rain.
Everyone gaped in astonishment.
The black luxury car was so ruthless.
"He's insane! Someone call the police! Who does he think he is, just because he has some money?!"
"Stop talking and make way! Why quarrel with a madman?"
"Wait a minute... Why does that license plate seem familiar?"
"..."
The people nearby fell silent for a moment.
