After taking a drag of his cigarette, the car shot forward at high speed. Though the Mercedes wasn't as fast as a Lamborghini, it was still a sports car, and its speed was incredible!
"Boss, they're catching up!"
To be honest, seeing this scene, Hu Shulin couldn't stay calm. It was impossible not to panic; with so many cars madly chasing them, a crash would be disastrous, leaving no place for burial.
No matter how good one's Kung Fu is, if the car is hit and flies off, it's likely a direct ticket to no place for burial! Because behind them, not just cars were chasing, but even vans and trucks. If a truck hit them, it would be game over.
"Stay calm, I've mastered street racing!"
Su Xuan said unhurriedly. These madmen really thought they were playing a city racing game, but who was Su Xuan? Back in Japan, those so-called top racers were practically disabled after racing with him.
