If the yaraping he had done was to get them to make wayy
Why had theviot gotten his hint?
Oh, right rightht QQuick make way!”
he drivers numeryly got into their cars and rewed their engines.s
he cars in the middle of the road swerved to the sides.
taxi driver grabbed tins walkie-talkie and told his contacts to move
heir cars.
drone flying through the air papture the scene and transmitted the e
potage back to Jonford’s realmae observation room.
the newsroom…
enji was reporting on the dots happening all across Jonford.
he crowds protesting on the sirens..
hen, there were scenes of the inspection Office sending out
ispection officers to maintain order.
uddenly, one of the assistants raced ind said, “Ms. Benji eceived footage of a weird phenomenon.
All the drivers in Jon
re making way for the driver of a sports cart
This is property ? N?velDrama.Org.
enji pushed her sses up her nose and said dy the footage
mediately!”
pon, the footage cut over to the live feed, and it was piyed in real-
time on countless televisions in countless Jonford homes.
Everyone was curious.
Why were these cars making way for a McLaren?
Who was the young man driving that McLaren?
“Give us somementary, Ms. Benji!”
The assistant whispered.
Benji furrowed her elegant brows together. “What sort ofmentary should I be giving? Is this fast
and furious?”
What was she supposed to say when she did not even know what
was happening yet? She couldn’t just discuss how much the McLaren
cost, could she?
Just then, the assistant’s phone rang.
The caller on the other end of the line was the martial artist who had stood on top of the car and yelled
earlier.
He told the assistant everything about Nash and the McLare
Benji’s earpiece was connected to that phone, and she was
after hearing that exnation.
What was going on?
Nash was going to fight The Swordsman?
Was he filming a movie?
As an avid watcher of livestreams, Benji soon got a hold of her
emotions and began speaking. “The man driving the McLaren we see
on screen now is ssh Calcraft. Netizens have kindly supplied uss
with information thna: Nash is heading to Sigur Cliff to fight a peak
expert named The Swordsmando pacity the unrest in Jonford…
To all drivers. I woulddikkeno ask a favor. Upon hearing this message.
blease make way for a puuriiored McLaren with the car te
JA888888!
Nervousness bubbled within teen as she conveyed that message.
She knew not many pecole would bebeve what she had just said, and
hat it might even affect the sapna sewership.
f that happened, she would be greed mom her job.
Sure enough, the CEO of Jonford TVShaponicst his temper.
He threw his coffee mug away and samassnec is keyboard.
What’s wrong with Benji today?”
Is she sleepwalking?”
Does she know how many people are watcoiningnisis livestream?”
The CEO was so angry that he nearly had an aneurysm. “Stop vestream immediately, and have her
speak to mee backstage!
Bithhe number of viewers on the live stream has sussinncrease
BAA behind-the-scenes employee eximed.
Biwwe’ve begun trending online!”
Birthhe server is experiencing massive amounts of stabitilityandt
is bee so unstable that it’s going to crash soon!”
Various employees began providing updates from their end.
a
The CEO stared in shock as he got his heart medication from
drawer and shoveled a handful into his mouth. Then, he roared, ”
Quick, get Ol’ Baldie over here to stabilize the servers!”
“Should we still stop the live stream, Sir?” The employee asked
hesitantly.
“Hell no! Start ying this live stream on all of our official ounts
as well!”
The CEO spoke excitedly.
-When had their department ever gotten this much attention?
Now was their chance to advertise their department!
That way, they could increase the fees they asked for when requested
to endorse certain brands.
Nash cruised down the streets in the McLaren.
Countless reporters were recording him from a distance, and number of drones in the air had also
increased from three t They were videotaping him from all avable angles.