Qin Yafu sat in the taxi and watched a blue Lamborghini closely behind him. He really did not die.

"Miss, is that car behind you chasing you?" The driver looked at the car behind him and followed it slowly and quickly.

"Master, don't pay attention to him. You can drive your car." Qin Yafu can't care. He likes to follow suit. Anyway, he has time, but she doesn't.

The car stopped at the door of the apartment. Qin Yafu got out and borrowed the fare from the guard. "Thank you, sir."

"You're welcome." The driver collected the fare and drove away.

Leng Muchen got out of the car and saw...