Chapter 502

As soon as he entered the alley, Beckett noticed something was wrong. Most folks were stuck on the main road, with almost no cars passing through the alley. After all, it was uncertain whether a car could even make it out of this alley or not. But as soon as his car turned into the alley, a few vehicles followed him in. "Stop." Beckett commanded in a deep voice. The driver, alarmed, glanced back, "Mr. Beach, is there a problem?" "Let's just stop for a while." Beckett deliberately had the driver block the alley. The cars behind them also stopped obediently, showing no sign of impatience or honking to urge them to move. Beckett let out a sarcastic laugh. They were trailing behind but were afraid of being too apparent. "Uncle Zhao, how many years have you been driving?" Beckett asked. "Before driving for you, Mr. Beach, I was a race-track coach." Uncle Zhao said with an embarrassed smile. "But since I've aged, I've had to step down." Beckett smirked. "Is it difficult to shake off those ve