The motorcade traveled unimpeded, and as it passed the intersection, the nearby people and vehicles could only stand still and wait. Yang Xiao could clearly perceive the envy, respect, and even awe that these people subconsciously displayed when looking at his special vehicle.
Originally, he could see it even more clearly, but it was not possible because the window of this car couldn't be lowered; it could only be opened a crack at most.
This is because the car is custom-made and bulletproof, with windows nearly ten centimeters thick, and the thickness of the doors rivaled that of an airplane hatch.
More importantly, this car is the only one in all of Jiangbei, it is Provincial Bureau Chief Hong Anguo's special car, and others cannot buy exactly the same even if they have the money.
It represents a kind of noble status, something that money cannot buy.
Power.
