Not Good, High Blood Pressure!

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After Jiang Siming got in the car, Yin Enhui instantly fell silent. This was because when she saw Jiang Siming driving smoothly through the bumpy mountainous terrain, not a drop of blood was shed.

"Oppa, your driving skills are amazing!"

"Oppa, are you the 'veteran driver' that the Chinese netizens talk about?"

Casually winning the admiration of two young girls, only Yin Enhui snorted twice to express her discontent. After all, her driving skills weren't bad either, just a bit inferior to this Chinese man.

"There's another car next to us, get ready to drive and shoot at them." Jiang Siming swung the rear of the Jeep as it rushed out of the woods.