The whistling sound of the sports car was getting closer and closer. Carla wanted to dodge, but she could not move.
In this critical situation, she could only close her eyes in despair. There was only one thought in Carla's mind. If she had known this earlier, she would have stayed at home. There was no freedom, but it was better than being killed.
With a creak, Carla heard the sound of the brakes.
The sports car stopped in front of her, causing a gust of wind to blow at the front of the car. All the dust on the ground rushed to Carla's face and drilled into her nose and mouth.
"Kaff, kaff, kaff..."
Carla's respiratory was itchy and she coughed violently. The car did not hit Carla, so she returned to her ferocious appearance.
Carla stood in front of the car with her hands on her waist and loudly questioned the diver in front of the car. "How did you drive? I am right in front of your car. Can't you see?"