No one would feel pleased upon Sophia's words, Carson replied in a somewhat upset tone of voice, "Miss, I am in good health. Don't curse me like..."

Before he could finish his sentence, he saw that Sophia lunged from the back seat, grabbed the steering wheel from his hand, and kicked his left leg, which was on the gas pedal, with her left knee.

Then Sophia turned the steering wheel hard to the left, and the left tire tightly pressed against the ground. The car speed jumped straightly to 200 kph.

The entire weight of the vehicle was transferred upon the two left wheels. The two tires on the right side slowly lifted.

Like a sharp arrow, the Volkswagen worth more than two hundred thousand yuan cut through the four cars ahead waiting for the traffic light!

"You're crazy!" Carson shouted in terror, his face darkened.

"Boom!"

The moment their car dashed towards the opposite side, a large truck full of wood rushed out of the other side of the slope, hitting five cars in succession.

Screams rose in all directions, and blood flowed everywhere.

Sophia heaved a sigh of relief and sat up straight. The driver softened all over and opened the car door. At the sight of the blood on the ground not far away, his body went limp with fear.

A lot of females were screaming in terror. A dozen wounded people wailed on the ground. Some of them lost consciousness. It was hard to tell whether they were alive or dead.

Carson's vehicle had stopped right next to the third car on the left, waiting for the traffic light.

If Sophia hadn't reacted nimbly, the truck that rushed over could have killed Carson in just a few seconds.

He could be lying in a pool of blood at this moment.

"Tyler, Tyler?"

At that moment, a saddened shriek attracted everyone's attention.

A black Bentley was lying on one of its sides, and a man crawled out of it, blood dripping from his forehead and covering his handsome features.

But despite his pain, he shouted in panic at the back seat of the vehicle.

It was his brother who was more than a decade younger than him in the vehicle.

But Tyler's lower body was pressed by the car, the young handsome man's face was ashen, and he tried desperately to push the Bentley, shouting in despair, "Someone helps. Lift the car please. I'll pay each of the helpers 50,000 yuan! Please!"

Upon hearing the words, Carson immediately got back to normal and rushed over to help. A dozen of them tried amain to lift the vehicle, shouting in unison to heave synchronously.

Sophia wanted to help, too. However, she noticed a strange teenage boy who was in a neat black suit and whose hairstyle was cool.

The scene was particularly chaotic, and Sophia was worried that the child would get hurt.

"Kid, don't run around."

Sophia reached out to grab the child's hand. At this moment, a young man in black next to the boy rushed towards him upon hearing the other man's cry for help and promise of high reward. Apparently, the man in black wanted to help to lift the Bentley for the money.

Seeing that he was about to knock the boy over. Sophia felt tight in her chest and was shocked to see the man in black passed right through the boy.

However, the boy stood still and stared in the distance motionlessly as if nothing happened.

Sophia froze.

Not far away, a black Maybach's rear door was suddenly opened. A slim figure stepped out of the car.

"Sir, where are you going?" A tall, burly man stepped out of the vehicle from the driver's seat.

He was Evan Dixon, Ryan's assistant.

Ryan stepped forward, reached out to hold Sophia, who was almost knocked down, and scolded in a low voice, "What are you doing? Didn't you see that someone was coming at you?"

Being yanked by Ryan, Sophia knocked at him. Instantly, a sandalwood fragrance wrapped her.

She lifted her head to look at Ryan's handsome, cool face, and turned to look at the boy, and witnessed that several people had passed right through the kid back and forth.

Did those people actually know how to walk through a wall? Why did not the little boy fall?

"Did you see that boy?" Sophia mumbled as she clutched Ryan's hand.

Ryan frowned. "Which boy?"