My Wasted Husband Is in Power, Now!
Chapter 562 Did I Say You Can Leave?

The smart assistant said, "Turn left and drive straight for 1.3 kilometers. Then, turn right into Keer Road. Please note that the road is closed as it is currently being repaired."

Closed?

A road closure was undoubtedly a blow to ordinary cars. However, it did not affect the Porsche 888, which could fly!

Jordan could just fly the car over the road!

Moreover, because the road was being repaired, there would be no other cars there. No one would witness that scene.

Thump... thump... thump...

The Ferrari on Jordan's left was still nudging into his car, squeezing it to the right.

"Hahaha, knock him to death. His car is so clean. It's obvious that it's a new car. Give it a few more dents."

Harry's friend laughed sinisterly in his Ferrari.

The constant bumps were starting to infuriate Jordan. How dare he keep bumping into his car? They had no idea how hard this Porsche 888 was!

Even if it was Volvo, Jordan's Porsche 888 could smash it into pieces, much less a Ferrari! The Ferrari probably couldn't even withstand a Toyota! Bang!

In his rage, Jordan turned the steering wheel and stepped on the accelerator, squeezing the Ferrari to the road divider.

Boom!

There was a loud bang as the Ferrari hit the road divider. It crashed through and ran onto the other side.

Bang!

The Ferrari collided with a car coming in the opposite direction!

"F*ck! This bastard hit me! Why is his car so hard?!"

The Ferrari owner was stunned by the impact. His head hit the steering wheel and he instantly felt dizzy.

Harry was also shocked by the sight.

"That's impossible! They're both light-body sports cars. How did Jordan's Porsche manage to bump a Ferrari so hard?!"

Jordan's Porsche 888 was as domineering as a tank!

"You must have a death wish!"

Jordan jeered at the Ferrari and turned left.

The tattooed girl panicked when she saw how tough Jordan's car was. "Harry, what should we do? His car is so tough. Will he hit us directly?"

This girl had arms covered in flowery tattoos and was dressed very flamboyantly. She looked like a classic evil seductress. However, the moment she encountered trouble, she was extremely cowardly and afraid of death.

Harry suddenly laughed out loud. "What's there to be afraid of?! That fool turned left! He's going to lose, hahaha!"

The tattooed girl was confused. "Why are you so certain that he will lose if he turns left? Didn't you say that the traffic jam is on the right? Maybe there isn't a traffic jam on the left and he can catch up after taking a detour?"

Harry smiled. "There's indeed no traffic jam on the left, but the left road is closed for repairs! There's no way for cars to pass' This country bumpkin doesn't know the capital roads well. He doesn't even have a GPS. It will take at least an extra five minutes for him to realize this and turn his car around. I will definitely win this match!"

The tattooed girl was overjoyed. "Haha, I want Jordan to kneel before me. Hmph, he dares to look down on my tattoos, I'll make him lick all my tattoos!"

As Harry stepped on the accelerator, he said, "F*ck, darling, I don't agree with that. How can I let him take advantage of you?"

The tattooed girl laughed. "Haha, I was just joking. He's not worthy, haha."

Harry and the tattooed girl had been speeding all the way, already confident of victory. Meanwhile, Jordan turned on the flight mode after he drove onto the closed road and saw that there was no one around! Jordan's car was flying in the air! If anyone saw this scene, they would definitely be shocked!

How could there be a car flying in the air?!

This was the technology of the future. This was a scene that would only appear decades into the future. Whether it would be released to the public depended on whether the eight families were willing to do so!

As he flew through the air, Jordan felt that apart from the eight major families, everyone else were mere ants!

Jordan flew across the closed road and returned to land. He soon arrived at the West Villa District.

After a while, a Porsche 911 RSR arrived at the entrance of the district.

Harry got out of the car and took out a cigarette. He looked smug as he said, "That brat will probably take another seven to eight minutes to arrive. Honey, let's wait here."

The tattooed girl walked out of the front passenger seat happily. "Yes, yes, Harry. Remember to help me video the moment when Jordan kneels before me."

"No..."

Just as Harry was about to say "no problem", he suddenly realized that a Porsche 911 was parked nearby!

"Crap!"

Harry immediately had a bad feeling. Wasn't that Jordan's car?!

"No, that's impossible. He can't be faster than me. It must be someone else's 911."

The Porsche 911 was not a limited edition car. In a place like the capital, this was quite a common car.

Nevertheless, with a doubtful attitude, Harry and the tattooed girl walked forward.

The car had no number plate.

Harry's heart skipped a beat.

Could it really be...?

A familiar figure walked out of the nearby district office.

It was Jordan!

Jordan was chatting and laughing with an old man from the property company which managed the villa district. He was even holding a lighter. "Impossible! This is impossible! How... how could you be in front of me?!"

Harry pointed at Jordan as if he had seen a ghost.

Jordan replied, "You sure are slow. I already smoked a cigarette and had a cup of tea with the district manager. You're finally here?"

Harry and the tattooed girl were stunned.

"What did you say? You already had a cigarette here?"

Initially, he refused to believe that Jordan was faster than him. Now, Jordan claimed that not only did he arrive earlier, but he had also even finished a cigarette here!

The district manager said, "That's right. This friend of yours arrived about 10 minutes ago. I saw him outside, so I invited him into the office for a cup of tea. He even offered me my favorite brand of cigarettes. It I smoke anything else, I'll cough. Hehe."

Jordan tossed the entire box of cigarettes to the old man. "This is for you."

"Yo, you don't want to smoke them anymore?" The manager asked.

Jordan said, "They're all yours."

The district manager was very grateful.

Meanwhile, Jordan gave Harry a hard slap across the face. "Trash! How dare you compete with me in a car with your skills! You won't win even if I give you a

10-minute head start!"

Harry stood rooted to the ground after being slapped.

The tattooed girl was so frightened that she didn't know what to do. She hurriedly turned around to leave.

"Did I say you can leave?"