Closer, even closer.
From the rearview mirror, the Bugatti Veyron could be clearly seen speeding up, closing the gap between them!
Five hundred meters!
Four hundred meters!
The distance kept shrinking, yet Ye Xunhuan remained motionless, sitting quietly inside the car.
Meanwhile, Tang Yurou's breathing turned uncontrollably heavy as she watched Wei Shengjin's Bugatti Veyron inching closer through the rearview mirror.
"Xunhuan..."
"Relax, it's fine!" Ye Xunhuan said calmly.
Watching the increasingly narrowing distance, excitement and thrill filled Wei Shengjin's slightly twisted face.
At this moment, Wei Shengjin seemed to envision the scene of his car ramming Ye Xunhuan and Tang Yurou off the guardrail.
If he couldn't have it, no one else could.
At the same time, the spectators clenched their fists tightly, cold sweat unconsciously forming on their palms.
