Chen Fei picked up his counterfeit shoulder bag, which he bought for five yuan, and gave the hotel manager the middle finger. Before the fat manager could explode, Chen Fei took off like a bolt of lightning.,With a deafening roar, Chen Fei clapped his palms on the silver speeding car's hood, actually stopping the speeding vehicle in its tracks.,The woman wore a short, tight professional suit skirt that exposed her pair of beautiful, white and long legs. Her graceful curves stretched upwards, outlining a perfect figure. On her snowy neck, there was a tempting scarlet mark; above the neck, was a delicate and charming face.。