Chapter 3: Collision

As a luxury sports car worth 500,000 million yuan, the exterior of the Aston Martin ONE-77 is certainly not ordinary. The visual shock value is super, and with Tang Zheng's rapid driving, it is like a hunting shark. It exudes a fierce and ruthless aura and moves without any restraint.

The sound of the engine that is comparable to a war drum enters the eardrums. When the six receptionists, wearing bright red cheongsams revealing their beautiful legs in flesh-coloured silk stockings, raise their heads, they see an elegant white car cutting through the black night like a phantom, appearing in front of them in an instant.

With a squeak, the tires rub on the marble ground and the supercar stops steadily in front of the Jin'an Hotel, attracting everyone's gaze like a dazzling knight, leaving the scene silent.

The middle-aged man who was confronting An Xiuru had to stop his actions involuntarily, furrowed his eyebrows and tried to get a glimpse of the driver.