"Bang!"
After the deafening crash, the beeping of car alarms echoed throughout the garage.
Liang Hong's car slammed straight into a solid wall, and a plume of bluish smoke rose from it.
Sun Jiaqi, Wang Menglong, and the others stared in shock. They stood frozen for several seconds before shouting and rushing over.
Chen Hao hurried out of his car as well. He had no fondness for Liang Hong, but if the man was seriously hurt, he would bear some responsibility.
He activated the Heavenly Eye Art and scanned Liang Hong. Seeing that he was fine apart from a little bleeding from his head, Chen Hao breathed a sigh of relief.
As for the car...
Chen Hao gave it a quick look. The damage was pretty severe; it might well be a write-off.
Serves you right!
Chen Hao cursed viciously. Having his car totaled would teach Liang Hong a lesson.
Sun Jiaqi rushed over, opened the door, and helped the bruised and battered Liang Hong out. "Liang Hong, are you okay?"
Chen Hao walked up. "Don't worry, he's fine. This modified million-yuan car might be a write-off, though."
Seeing Chen Hao deliberately mocking him even now, Sun Jiaqi said angrily, "Are you even human? How can you make snide remarks at a time like this?"
Wang Menglong and the others arrived just then.
Zhou Sheng immediately spoke up in Chen Hao's defense. "What snide remarks? Liang Hong was the one who wanted to race. Who can he blame for not being good enough?"
The crash had also attracted the attention of the other people nearby.
Several security guards hurried over and asked what had happened.
"Since you crashed it yourself and weren't driving drunk, we won't call the police. But you'll have to come with me and fill out a