C483 It Was Supposed to be a Joke but It Was Meant to be a Crisis

As soon as night fell, the city was already brightly lit. The cars flowed like water as pedestrians followed closely behind. They were all office workers who had just finished their work and were rushing home. Dressed in a suit, carrying a briefcase, he walked in a hurry.

When they encountered a traffic jam, the owners of the cars in front became impatient and kept honking their horns