Lin Zhiyi had never seen such a scene before, her instinctive reaction was to retreat, but she was cornered against the wall at the edge of the sidewalk.
She had nowhere to retreat to.
Seeing the wheel about to crush down, she raised her hand to protect her head.
The next second, Lin Zhiyi heard the sound of the motorcycle crashing and tumbling to the ground.
Still shaken, she lowered her hand and saw the motorcycle that had just charged at her roll into the flowerbed, bike and rider together.
And the one who had knocked the man into the flowerbed was… Gong Chen's car.
Gong Chen stepped out of the luxury car, his long black coat carrying a sharp silhouette as he moved.
In a few strides, he was in front of the man, grabbing him by the collar.
The man begged pitifully, "Third Young Master, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to do it, my brakes suddenly failed, and that's why I rushed towards this lady. I'm just an ordinary citizen, please let me go."