"What do you understand?"
Chen Jing fiddled with the Eternal Chains in her hand, her soft voice drowned out by the wind rushing in through the car window, "Because I feel safe when I am tied up by you."
Just as the atmosphere in the Ferrari was becoming increasingly ambiguous, the rearview mirror finally reflected the image of that white-haired old woman. She ran on all fours through the streets like a wild beast, leaving behind scorching handprints and footprints in her wake.
Her eyes blazed with flames, and her face resembled a withered skull.
With a mighty leap, she grabbed onto the Ferrari's bumper!
Both Lu Bu'er and Chen Jing in the Ferrari were taken aback. They felt a searing wave of heat hit their faces, and their clothes were soaked with sweat in an instant.
The supercar was like a bull stuck in the mud.
It struggled in vain, but was pulled backwards inch by inch.
Sparks flew from the tires against the ground.
