It looked like the Porsche owner was about to catch up. Through the rearview mirror, Lin Zifeng noticed that the guy who had just been sprayed was still chasing relentlessly.
In the city, going over a hundred is completely ignoring traffic regulations.
Lin Zifeng's car was unlicensed, newly bought, and he didn't care. The key was the bastard behind him was treating his own car like it was unlicensed too, constantly tailing.
Trying to overtake the cars ahead and quietly become a roadblock, cutting off Lin Zifeng's path.
"Uncle, I feel like there's a car following us," Tangtang regained some color, and she also noticed the car trailing behind.
"Ignore them, just shake them off." Lin Zifeng's lips curled into a small smile, pressing the gas pedal hard, and the car roared as it sped through the lanes.
"Damn! You think you're the only one who can race? I don't believe my Porsche can't outrun your Chevrolet!"
