Xuan Sheng frowned slightly. He hid in the darkness and observed the situation opposite.
That group of people seemed to be very alert and kept observing the surroundings.
After everyone entered the car, the black car hid in the night and drove southwest.
Xuan Sheng hesitated for a moment, but in the end, he stepped on the accelerator and followed the black car.
The person in the black car was very vigilant and quickly discovered the red sports car following behind.
"Brother, there's something wrong with the car behind us. It seems to be following us."
A middle-aged man with a beard turned around and took a look. He put down his serious guard. "I don't think so. It's probably some drunk rich man. No one follows others with a red sports car."
Using such a bright color to follow other people, was he afraid that he would not be discovered fast enough?
"But let's not circle around him. Change paths."
