Wen Qiao spent the whole afternoon and finally figured it out. It was as if she had been reborn.,The master pushed open the fare meter and stepped on the gas pedal. The car plunged headlong into the storm.,With a deafening 'bang', right before my eyes, a Bentley car and a concrete truck running a red light collided. The headlights were blinding, forcing me to cover my eyes. The screeching brakes, the tires squealing, and the earth-shattering impact of the vehicles created a cacophony of sound.。