Ye Fan broke through one barrier after another, resolving multiple crises, effortlessly pushing the approaching cars to the roadside, either stalling them or crashing them onto the roadside. Thus, he did not suffer much damage; aside from the car's shell looking worse for wear, everything else was fine, and the mechanical parts were still working well.
"Damn it, this bumpkin seems to be playing dumb to deceive!" Ma Junqing gritted his teeth in anger, banging on the steering wheel and swearing continuously.
Zhao Mingyuan and Kong Rou's faces turned much uglier, and at this moment, Kong Rou realized that Zhao Mingyuan's worries weren't excessive.
"We absolutely can't let him win, we mustn't!" Kong Rou shouted fiercely.
"But are we truly his opponents?" Zhao Mingyuan lamented bitterly.
Kong Rou unwillingly fell silent; with the current situation, they truly weren't opponents, it was almost an undeniable fact.
