We Won't Lose out Anyway

"Stop embarrassing yourself. Look, he's already gone."

At this moment, Lin Yichun reminded her. She only saw 30 seconds. After thirty seconds, Wu Xiaoyan's Mercedes-Benz sports car sped forward like an arrow.

"Damn it, women are really cunning! F * ck me."

Seeing Wu Xiaoyan's Mercedes-Benz race car on the track, Loong Fei immediately released his grip and stepped on the gas pedal, then quickly followed.

At this time, on the mountain road of Coiling Dragon Mountain, the lights of more than ten luxury sports cars formed a snowy-white band on the mountain. From afar, it looked like a winding silver snake.

"Good fellow. Worthy of being a Coiling Dragon Mountain Car God. This drifting movement is too beautiful!"

Following closely behind Wu Xiaoyan, he saw that Wu Xiaoyan's racing car almost always used a drifting movement when crossing the bend.