Deflated... Crushed???
The assassin suddenly realized that the only thing that could intimidate this woman had already been useless.
So, what on earth was the stupid nonsense he just said about killing her—she must be laughing at him now.
This wave of shock wasn't over yet.
Next, his eyes widened again.
Because, after Qin Xin switched to the driver's seat, she floored the accelerator, and the speed of the car almost tripled.
The dashboard was clattering, the car windows were rattling like they were about to shatter, the driver in the front seat was already being shaken so badly his head was about to hit the window, and the assassin in the backseat was thrown forward and then backward, his whole body about to be shaken unconscious.
"This is a taxi, not a race car!" he protested.
However, the woman driving coldly replied, "Sorry, I only know how to drive race cars."
