The car accelerated instantly, like a scene fast-forwarding in a movie. Its speed increased without warning, catching Chu Hao off guard and startling him.
Speaking of speed, this velocity was considered fast even for an expressway, with the surrounding scenery whizzing past in a blur.
Looking ahead, a downhill curve loomed close. Braking was simply out of the question.
"Ah!" Ankang Mo and the examiner clung tightly together.
The woman in black also cried out in alarm, "Brake, brake now!!"
Chu Hao cursed, "Like I need you to tell me!"
Chu Hao did not step on the brakes; he yanked the handbrake instead, steering hard!
The sedan spun a full three hundred sixty degrees on the ground like a top, smoke billowing from its tires.
The people inside the car screamed in terror.
Finally, the car came to a stop, hitting the guardrail. Compared to a full-speed collision, the impact was relatively minor.
