Roar and Murmur

"Boom! Boom!!"

The dull roars sounded like the fury of a beast, one wave after another, challenging the eardrums of everyone in the banquet hall and almost instantly igniting the blood of the men present.

Amid countless burning gazes, a silver sports car drove over from the prize area at the rear of the banquet hall, slowly passing through the gaps among the numerous round tables. Its tires, fitted with understated and merciless black rims, rolled over the red carpet, setting off countless screams all the way.

"So handsome, so cool!"

"Long live the group, a super-era sports car!"

"This old man calculates on his fingers that though this car's model is unknown, it was fated to be with me in my past life!"

"Shameless, this car is mine!"

"Holy crap, holy crap, people in the front, don't stand up to look, you're blocking me, sit down, sit down! Holy shit, there doesn't seem to be anyone in the driver's seat, but someone is sitting in the passenger seat!"

"That looks like the president of An Shi Automotive, right?"

The sports car moved forward slowly all the way, without a single pause.

Yet when it reached the center of the banquet hall, it emitted a deafening roar, its front wheels braking hard while the rear wheels spun at high speed, violently grinding against the red carpet!

"Boom!!!"

This was just like a giant beast gathering its strength, giving the employees surrounding it to take pictures a huge fright!

"Screech!"

The rear wheels ground against the red carpet with a piercing sound, growing increasingly intense. This scene was so similar to the launch posture of supercars in many movies, and the visual impact was off the charts!

The moment the brakes were released, the sports car surged out in an