The car was very steady, just a finger's width away from Wu Chao's red Ferrari!
From a distance, it looked as if the two cars were kissing.
However, upon closer inspection, the finger's width gap was still quite noticeable.
But at that moment, nobody was paying attention to Zhang Fan's driving skills anymore; all eyes were on the Chouba's tires.
Sparks and lightning all the way!
Could it be that these tires were actually made of metal?
Yet as a group of people walked over, Zhang Fan's car moved again.
It nudged forward a meter, scaring the souls out of everyone.
With that acceleration speed, who would dare to mess with it?
But the next moment, Ye Xuan opened the car door and rushed out, squatting beside the car, and began to vomit.
Zhang Fan also got out of the car, heartachingly crouched beside Ye Xuan, and gently patted her back.
Ouyang Feng could only smile helplessly and then took out a bottle of mineral water from the car, handing it to Zhang Fan.
