My Substitute Bride:

Five sedans raced along the highway, their tires churning up a series of streaks in the wet asphalt. The hum of their engines echoed through the rainy night.,The sedan was still bouncing along the road, Huang Chen turned his head and glanced at the person in the back seat.,In City A, the Black-faced God of Death is a figure known to all. Those who fall into his hands are tortured beyond recognition...。