Chapter 49: A Close Call
"Get out of the way!"
Ten meters away, a brand new red car was speeding straight towards Ye Fan on the sidewalk.
Its speed was astonishing.
"Watch out..."
Seeing that the car was about to hit Ye Fan, many pedestrians on the roadside exclaimed.
In the nick of time, Ye Fan took a large step forward, and the left rearview mirror of the red car narrowly missed his right arm.
"Screech!"
"Crash—"
A black skid mark was left on the road as the car crashed straight into a willow tree by the roadside. The hood of the car was deeply dented, and wisps of white smoke rose from it as if telling the tale of its misfortune.
"Hiss!"
Ye Fan rolled up his sleeve and looked down. There was a scrape on his right forearm near the elbow.