Zhao Weitao was originally thinking about humiliating Lin Tian on the road, and naturally couldn't stand being overtaken. Without the two women's reminders, he had already stepped on the accelerator. The car engine instantly emitted a deep roar, and that vigorous sound made men feel blood boiling. This is one of the reasons men love sports cars.
The Ferrari, like a red phantom, sped out at high speed, quickly closing the distance with Lin Tian, close enough that they could see He Xiaofei and the others inside the car through the glass.
"Overtake them, overtake them!" The two women in the back seat shouted again, that excited expression was as they said—speed and passion.
Although Zhao Weitao and Liu Yuansi didn't shout, both showed confident smiles. They knew overtaking once again was just a matter of another stomp on the accelerator.
