Super Spender

“Shut up!” Leah Tyson yelled fiercely, turning her head to glare at the young man. Clearly, this beauty held significant authority in her everyday dealings, enough for the young man to dare not speak any further.

“What’s so precious about a Sweat Horse? If he said he’ll compensate me for my car, then he will. Any problem with that?” Finn Lewis sneered, raising an eyebrow.

what car could potentially worth that much?” Leah Tyson retorted immediately, eyebrow raised, staring at Finn Lewis.

“Unreasonable? Ha, Sweat Horse, right? Fine.” Finn Lewis chuckled twice. Without another word, he turned and walked towards his car. Finn’s car seemed sandwiched between two other vehicles, but there apparently was no damage.

Leah Tyson raised an eyebrow, unsure of what Finn intended to do. When she saw him getting into the parked car, she couldn’t help but frown. Just as she started to ponder his actions, she heard a humming sound. Finn swiftly started his car and forcefully stepped on the gas. The Goddess of Light car exemplified its powerful potential. Even though a Sweat Horse car blocked its way, it still moved with standard starting speed and forcefully shoved through.

Behind the Sweat Horse, some twenty or thirty meters away, was the raised step of a shopping mall, made of reinforced concrete. With a loud crash, the robust power of the car forcefuly threw the Sweat Horse into the wall. The rear glass shattered instantaneously into countless shards, with both sides of the doors and windows cracking open.

“The Sweat Horse does live up to its reputation for sturdiness.” Finn Lewis couldn’t help but admire, his hands never ceasing their activity. He swiftly engaged reverse, drove back a few dozen meters, then stepped hard on the accelerator once again.

The monstrous power of the Goddess of Light was exhibited, accelerating to nearly 100 kilometers per hour within a short distance of thirty meters. With a terrifying explosion, the front cover of the Sweat Horse was smashed in, the bonnet disastrously bulged, the windshield shattered into a spiderweb, and the side doors bulged out from the deformation of the car body.

However, due to the car’s special shock absorbers and seat belts on the driver’s seat, Finn was not affected by the impact.

Finn eagerly reversed the car again. As spectators stood there with their mouths agape in terror, his car rammed into the Sweat Horse like a raging bull, over and over again until it was completely demolished, even the fuel tank damaged, spewing gasoline out, before he finally stopped.

The Sweat Horse was completely totaled, all glass shattered and scattered, and even the co-driver door fallen off. It laid there alone, looking pitiful like an abandoned woman. But no one had the mind to sympathize with this wrecked Sweat Horse, their attention completely stolen by Finn Lewis’s car.

Every onlooker, including Leah Tyson and the other battered young men, had their eyes almost pop out. Ruddiness left their faces, mouths agape as they watched the car that had just wrecked a Sweat Horse reverse back to its original spot, completely unscathed.

Everyone was struck by the absurdity of the situation. They had all witnessed the previous spectacle, and following the impact, people started noticing the peculiarity of this car. Now, looking at the totalled Sweat Horse, a model known for its sturdiness, compared to this dazzling sedan, the former seemed like it was made of tofu. Not a single scratch was apparent on the sedan.

“How…How…How is this possible?” A young man stammered, looking at the car in disbelief. Even a tank couldn’t have wrecked the Sweat Horse without taking damage, at least the paint would chip off, right? His gaze was absolutely captivated by the beautiful figure of the Goddess of Light, even after all that contact, there wasn’t a single scratch.

Finn got out of the car and examined his vehicle. He was incredibly satisfied. He had totaled the Sweat Horse without his car receiving any damage. He had rammed into the other car not once, but multiple times. The 150 billion South Federation currency pricetag made it all worth it. Despite it being as though he was paying from his left hand to his right, for a car with this performance, wouldn’t a low price be an insult?

Slamming the door shut, Finn walked up to Leah Tyson and the youngsters, coolly asking, “Does this car worth 1.1 billion now?”

Now, not just Leah Tyson, but even the horrified crowd understood. This was not a standard car anyone can buy. Have you seen any standard vehicle smashing a Sweat Horse into smithereens, without receiving any damage itself? Especially with not even a scratch on the paintwork!

“Damn, did you record that?” A young man suddenly asked his friend amidst

the crowd.

“Damn, I forgot. I was too shocked, didn’t remember to record.” Another youth responded regretfully.

At this moment, Leah Tyson, the person in question, fell silent. Now, even the young men dared not utter a word. Judging by their attitudes, it was clear that they were from privileged backgrounds. They were familiar with the circle of luxurious cars and sports cars. They had seen and driven most of the expensive vehicles around, but they’ve never seen this vehicle or this brand before.

Now, they understood what a real luxury car is. Compared to this car, all other vehicles they had driven were rubbish! Even though they had only seen the extraordinary performance, it was enough for them to affirm that no sedan in the world could do this, not even the President’s special limousine.. If it were to crash into a Sweat Horse H6 in the way it did, was it even possible for it to be completely unaffected?