C78 Zephyr's Bullet!

The bumper had already been smashed to pieces, the front windshield of the luxury sports car had been smashed into cobwebs, and the owner of the luxury car, Lan Jingxuan, didn't even blink. He only felt anxious and resentful.

With one hand holding the steering wheel and the other constantly steering the car, Lan Jingxuan scolded himself in a loud voice, "You idiot