Danger Ahead

The silhouettes of two cars could be seen from afar, but neither side slowed down. When they were only 100 meters away, the two cars that were about to fly stopped abruptly. The back of the car tilted, but it stopped steadily.

"F*ck! A life-or-death race?!"

The driver beside him had already stepped on the brakes more than ten seconds ago. Even so, Yu Song's body still fell forward.

In the end, she was strangled by the seatbelt and bounced back.

Yu Song had seen all kinds of situations, but when he saw the previous scene, his face turned pale.

He and the driver were still in shock. The moment the SUV stopped, the door opened and a person dressed in black jumped out of the driver's seat.

She walked to Shen Fanxing's car and bent to knock on her window.

The car window rolled down, revealing Shen Fanxing's cold face.

Qi Mohan leaned against the car window and stared at her for a while.

"Not together?"

"Don't waste time."