"Brother Jun, what do we do? This person is coming over." Mu Feilin called out, her voice trembling.
The enormous Hummer, like a steel monster, radiated immense pressure. Suddenly, its headlights lit up, and the roar of a massive engine sounded as the wheels ground intensely against the ground.
"Go to hell!"
The reporters were stunned. Their cameras were fixed on the Hummer, as they stood frozen in place.
"Oh my god, they're gonna run this guy over, that's insane!"
"Crazy, crazy! Do these rich kids always act so recklessly? They don't care about the consequences. If they really dare to run him over, it's practically certain death!"
"They must be just trying to scare him. Running someone over with so much media presence? That's literally courting death!"
Right after the phrase "impossible," the Hummer suddenly accelerated, its massive steel body like a flood beast charging towards Ye Qingfeng.
