"Driver, can we go a bit faster?"
"Miss, we're already not slow, any faster and we'd be speeding…"
The driver was so engrossed in talking to Gu Xia that he had forgotten to wonder how this drunken girl had sobered up.
Gu Xia could indeed hold her liquor, but she had had quite a bit to drink that night.
Before drinking, she had taken a pill she formulated herself, which allowed her to never get drunk and rapidly metabolized the alcohol—an excellent thing.
She didn't want to hold back; it's just that… her identity was somewhat sensitive, so it was better to be cautious.
Sure enough, as soon as she got in the car, she was targeted.
Gu Xia's taxi meandered on the overpass.
Behind them, a black Honda Accord gradually gained two accomplices.
All were black Hondas; the three cars formed a consistent line.
Gu Xia didn't think it was just a simple tailing…
Sure enough, one of the cars suddenly accelerated and came up parallel to theirs.
Then it slammed viciously toward their side…
