Oops, Ling Qingyu offends Zhao Xiurong

Swish! Swish!

On the large road, two black vehicles sped past other road users. After a while, three supercars quickly roared and flew by, seemingly following the trails of the black convoy. 

The people inside the surrounding cars were stunned and spewed out curses after they realized what happened.

In the broad evening, nearing rush hour, some drivers even raced disregarding the law. They hoped the law enforcement could solve them although they knew the probability was really thin.

Most of whom with such expensive cars had connections high above. A mere fine and money to bail out, if the punishment became harsher, could answer anything. The world was unfair.

Fortunately, everyone had cleared the outermost lane, so that the other road users weren't affected by the commotion.

None of the cars that whistled away cared about their thoughts. One was staying away and the other was chasing.