These hundreds of cars joining in filled the entire street.
Actually, they weren't needed at all. Jiang Siming alone was more than enough to command the whole scene.
But with all these people present, the entire wedding convoy looked even more imposing.
Just arranging the vehicles took up two main streets!
The two streets were instantly packed, filled with the roar of sports cars. Combined, there were more than a thousand of them.
Magic City had never seen such an extravagant spectacle. The roadside onlookers were so shocked that their jaws dropped, and they stood there dumbfounded.
Forget Magic City—even the entire world had never seen a wedding convoy like this.
There was no need for the traffic police to direct traffic. The other cars automatically kept their distance.
Even when the light was clearly green, not a single car dared to pass.
Seriously, if anyone's car bumped into this convoy today, the owner probably wouldn't be able to afford the damages even if they won five million every day for the rest of their life.
The drivers today were exceptionally well-behaved. They obediently waited even when the light turned green, while the cars behind them, unaware of what was happening, honked impatiently.
The driver in front was furious. His short temper flared, and he got out, ran to the car behind him, dragged out the honking driver, pointed toward the convoy, and shouted aggrievedly,
"You drive! Go ahead and drive, damn it! You dare move?"
The other driver took one look and immediately shook his head like a rattle drum. He didn't dare move. He was wrong, he was wrong.
Once the convoy had assembled, everyone thought that was the end of it.
Then the sound of helicopters appeared in the sky.
Rumble, rumble, rumble.
When everyone looked up,