145 126. God-like Transformation

Michael Gordon finished speaking with nerves tightly wound, didn't even wait for Cathy's response and hung up the phone directly, and then threw the phone away irritably, shouting at the driver in front: "At this snail's pace, you can get off!"

The driver broke out in cold sweat. They were already driving at top speed in the city, any faster and the road would only belong to Mr. Gordon alone!

"Mr. Gordon, this is the fastest we can go in the city due to heavy traffic!"

Seeing the driver's hands tighten on the steering wheel after being scolded by Michael Gordon, Anna couldn't help but remind him of the car accident.

Michael then realized that the speed of the car had almost reached 200 mph, and he didn't say anything more.