Chapter Five Hundred and Forty-Seven
Although Situ Qingfeng had previously mentioned one of their strongholds to him, Xiao Yi was certain that they must have changed locations. Knowing that Situ Qingfeng had discovered that stronghold, they naturally wouldn't just sit there and wait for doom.
While deep in thought, the speed of the car didn't slow down at all.
The red Maserati, like a streak of red lightning, traced perfect, dazzling lines on the highway through the night, continuously surpassing one vehicle after another that was also speeding along the highway.
"Damn, am I seeing things, or is that really a Maserati?"
On the highway, a handsome young man in a similarly fast-moving, modified silver-white Mitsubishi was initially driving leisurely. He was enjoying the thrill of overtaking other cars when he suddenly saw a flash of red zip by him. His expression froze, thinking he was seeing things.
