Two cars crossed the middle of the road and traffic congestion naturally formed, but it seems that many people on the slope and downhill recognized Qiu Longyu or his expensive sports car. None of them dared to come up and dissuade, watch or even call the police. Many people stop fifty meters away from them to watch.

In the back row of a black Buick car on a long slope, sitting on a tough-faced young man in blue casual clothes in his thirties, his eyes were deep, but his face was very indifferent. Next to him sat a young man in grey casual clothes in his twenties. In front of...