C286 A Viper-like Man

In the evening, the black Maybach merged into the endless stream of traffic and drove forward slowly.

There were too many cars and they were densely packed. Faang Tong gripped the steering wheel with both hands and focused on the road in front of him. He drove at a speed that was 20 yards slower than normal.

"How long will it take to get home?"

Ji Jing'an leaned back in the backseat