A car was racing on the wide road. Zheng Ziming was sitting in the passenger seat and he urged, "Faster. Go faster! Do you know how to f*cking drive?"
The person who was driving was Qiao Yu. His face was not looking good but he did not speak. The speed had already gotten to 150 kph.
Gao Yang, who was sitting in the backseat heard this so many times that he yelled at Zheng Ziming, "Can you be f*cking quiet? If you want it faster, why didn't you take the plane? That's faster."
Zheng Ziming turned around and glared at Gao Yang in the back. "I was not talking to you. Shut the f*ck up!"
"Why, do you want a fight?" Gao Yang got upset too. He stood up a little and looked like he was going to hit someone.
Wen Yue could not help but pull Gao Yang down and yelled at Zheng Ziming, "Ziming, can't you be quiet? Think about it. Asteria is still in the kidnapper's hands. The more time you delay, her life could be in more danger!"
