Jiang Siming drove onto the highway and headed straight for Sheshan Mountain.
He was driving very fast. It had been a long time since Jiang Siming had driven on the highway and enjoyed the thrill of speeding.
Aside from when he had just obtained the Audi RS7, his first-ever car, from a fragment, Jiang Siming had driven it around the highway several times before he was satisfied.
Most of the other cars he obtained afterward had only been driven around the city.
Today, Jiang Siming was driving his Porsche 918, which had a market price of eighteen million yuan. It was also the most expensive and best-performing car in his garage.
This car was even faster than a LaFerrari and was hailed as one of the three supercars in the automotive world.
Jiang Siming usually never drove it downtown. Could you imagine how stifling it would feel for a flying beast to drive through a congested city like this?
Although the car itself could not feel anything, Jiang Siming still felt sorry for it, so he usually kept it in his garage at home.
He had taken it out today to let it stretch its legs and experience high-speed driving.
Jiang Siming wanted to take the car to Xinjiang in the future. The roads in Xinjiang were truly endless, so he could drive however he wanted. Even two hundred miles per hour would be no problem.
The car continued toward Sheshan Mountain.
Halfway there, Jiang Siming noticed that the heavy truck weighing dozens of tons in front of him was behaving strangely. It swayed left and right like the driver was drunk.
The truck was loaded with construction materials. If anything happened, the car beneath it would be crushed flat.
The other vehicles nearby were all trying to stay as