Chapter 217: Downtown Racing

"Miss Shen! Excuse me, are you Miss Shen Pianpian?"

"Could you please get out of the car and cooperate with our interview?"

"Do you know that you and Bo Rui are brother and sister?"

The questions came like a tide, one wave after another, hitting the car window without stopping and seeping into the air inside the car, as if to make people breathless.

Shen Pianpian looked at the dense crowds of heads and cameras outside the glass.

She lowered her eyes slightly, and her long eyelashes covered her white, almost transparent eyelids, casting a cold shadow on her face.

Then she raised her eyes and started the car again without any emotion.

The nanny car made a beast-like roar, each wave sounding like a roar.

The atmosphere outside the car froze for a moment, and some reporters looked at each other with contemptuous smiles.

There are so many scary tricks that celebrities use when surrounded. Who would dare to do it for real? It's just to vent their frustration.

The reporter continued to do as he pleased.

However, the next moment, Shen Pianpian stepped on the accelerator.

The car approached, very slowly, but kept moving forward.

There was a reporter standing right in front, staring intently at Shen Pianpian in the car, with an almost fierce contempt in his eyes, "You dare?" The two big words were clearly written on his face.

Shen Pianpian's dark eyes looked back at the reporter, her face expressionless, and then she slowly accelerated without any fluctuation.

The car made a low roar, and then rushed forward quickly without any hesitation.

Shen Pianpian's pupils reflected the reporter's distorted, terrified and disbelieving face, and his embarrassed posture of instantly throwing himself to the side, which could almost be described as being in a state of panic.

Her light red lips curled up coldly, and unspoken contempt and ridicule flashed across the side camera lens. Shen Pianpian stepped on the accelerator without even looking at them.

The car rushed out like an arrow.

"Catch up! Catch up! You saw it too! Shen Pianxian is going to kill someone!"

The reporter got up from the ground and yelled at the camera in frustration, his voice trembling with anger and a hint of fear.

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Five minutes later, Shen Pianpian glanced at the convoy of reporters chasing after her in the rearview mirror. She glanced at them lightly and changed gears again to speed up on the busy street.

"Is she crazy?"

The reporter sitting in the car at the back widened his eyes, looked at the nanny car in front with a sneer,

"I think we might even get a headline-grabbing photo of a celebrity car accident today. Follow along!"

However, after a few minutes, they realized that this was an impossible order.

Because the car in front seemed to be moving in and out of the traffic with ease, but their car was completely unable to keep up with such speed and some tricky turns.

So once again, with a sharp and piercing friction sound, the reporter's car was stuck in front of a red light that suddenly turned on, and the people in the car were almost knocked off their cars by the sudden brakes.

At this time, Shen Pianpian had already changed direction with a sharp turn, passing by their car.

Before stepping on the accelerator again, Shen Pianpian lowered the car window to reveal his exquisite profile.

"Next time you want to interview me, you must follow the proper procedures and hand over your things. If the situation today happens again, I will let you run into each other at the intersection."

"Do you understand?"

The nanny car quickly drove away and disappeared in the rolling traffic.

The reporter who was almost knocked down at the beginning turned pale and took a long time to calm down before slowly asking,

"Did you record everything?"

Beside him, the man who had been holding the camera nodded.

“It’s recorded.”

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Ten and a half minutes later, Shen Pianxian parked the car at the repair shop. Just as he unbuckled his seat belt and was about to get out of the car, a slender and beautiful hand stretched out from behind him, holding a mobile phone.

The screen shows the trending searches on Weibo.

Shen Pianpian kills people.

It is followed by the word "hot", which is shockingly popular.