Time seemed to be frozen at this moment.
In everyone's sight, there was only a burning skateboard and a man, a man who suddenly "flew" into the air.
In the air at least one and a half meters above the ground, the man had a helpless curve on his lips and even lowered his head, giving an apologetic smile to a traffic policeman who was staring dumbfounded as if petrified. Then, he drew a dazzling parabolic line of flames in mid-air, leapt over a row of motorcycles, over four Jettas, and finally landed steadily on the ground.
The skateboard was already ablaze, and the board had become scorching hot, surely no longer usable. Fortunately, the Tianjiao Group building was already in sight.
Chu Ge stabilized his posture, his right foot gently spinning on the skateboard, causing it to spin aside like a dizzying fiery top.
