In the driver's seat, the little assistant, Dong Zai, was in a difficult position and was trying to think of a way to escape. Tang Xing Huo continued persuading Gong Xu earnestly. "Gong Xu, I'm not trying to scare you, but Emperor Sky is obviously trying to mess with you this time - almost half of the people from the entertainment industry's shared the post and this issue is getting more serious, you…"
"Your father! Young master (I) has waited over a year for this sports car. It has 900 horsepower, goes from 0 to 100km/h in 2.8 seconds, has a speed limit of 350km/h with a top speed of 384km/h, and the glass is a work of art… try hitting my little baby again if you dare! Sh*t! Still hitting, huh! Young master will fight all of you…"
Tang Xing Huo nearly broke down. "Brat, are you even listening to what I'm saying? What are you even focusing on? Hey, hey, hey, don't… don't get out of the car! Gong Xu, you're nuts…
