Chapter 2782

On top of that, while the middle-aged man could not even switch lanes, the car somehow would avoid any potential collisions on its own! Blanching, the middle-aged man turned behind to look at Frank. That should not be it—he was napping, so how could he be doing anything? Even if he was pretending to sleep, there was no way he had such superpowers! In the heat of the moment, the middle-aged man presumed it was some sort of self-navigation function of the car that the salesman did not tell him about. Gritting his teeth, he pulled the emergency brake… which amusingly did nothing. The middle-aged man lost all composure right then and was about to reach for his phone to call for help when an eerie voice spoke beside his ears, saying, "Don't bother. Drive." Stunned, the middle-aged man turned to look behind… but Frank was still napping! Was he protected by some sort of divine being? Considering that Frank possessed strength that belied his physique and how his goons lost their guns