"Oh, that's so cool, that drift deserves a perfect score!"
"Amazing, amazing, too perfect, simply incredible."
A group of wealthy second-generation kids followed behind, cheering wildly in their sports cars, shaken by Wang Jie and Liang Jie's drifting, their voices coming through Wang Jie's phone.
Wu Yun, on the other hand, felt relieved. This way, they'd force that guy's car to stop, and there'd be no need to kill anyone.
Right now, she wasn't really in the mood to teach Ye Qingfeng a lesson. Perhaps Wang Jie and his crew's ruthlessness scared her, and she just wanted this matter resolved quickly.
At this moment, Ye Qingfeng's Porsche suddenly accelerated, like a flash of lightning, performing a perfect drift, smoothly bursting out from Wang Jie and Liang Jie's encirclement.
"Damn it, he got away!" Wang Jie cursed angrily.
