Zhang Da and Song Pill laughed loudly together, thinking Xu Xiangbei was just being stubborn and pretentious. Zhang Da signaled his companions, ready to make a move.
Suddenly, a deafening car engine roared, and a silver Porsche dashed over like lightning. Aside from Xu Xiangbei, no one reacted in time.
Xiangbei showed a cold smile at the corner of his mouth; he had long heard the thunder-like engine of his Porsche and knew Ah Rong was driving over.
The Porsche made a beautiful tail flick, its rear end crashing heavily into two strong men, sending them flying like stones into the flowerbeds by the roadside.
Ah Rong got out of the Porsche, clad in black rhino leather, with sleek short hair like a TV ad model, beautiful and charming, though her eyes bore a rare calmness and fierceness for a girl.
Zhang Da angrily rushed at Ah Rong, throwing a punch at her: "Bitch, trying to kill us, huh?"
