The roar of the car engine was like a death knell to Ye Fei.
Veins bulged on his forehead as he forcefully twisted the handlebar, trying to escape the danger behind him.
But how could a three-wheeler outrun a sedan?
In the blink of an eye, the sedan was right behind him.
Just as he was about to be hit, In this critical moment, Ye Fei had no choice but to turn the handlebar to save his life, and the three-wheeler abruptly charged into the opposite lane.
The black sedan, which had failed to hit Ye Fei and not giving up, also followed onto the opposite lane.
"Ye Fei, what are you doing?"
Xie QiuYue was terrified by Ye Fei's reckless actions.
But now Ye Fei couldn't afford to answer her question.
With a ferocious expression, the Prince of East City followed behind intending to hit him, while angry car horns sounded from the front.
A red sedan was speeding their way.
Sandwiched between two cars, Ye Fei had no choice.
