Glory Bomb and Scapegoat

Beep... beep...

The mag-drive flying car rocked even more fiercely as it plummeted to the ground, bit by bit. The digits on the digital instruments of the dashboard were bouncing a few hundred times per second, like runaway horses.

He brought it down? The young good-for-nothing martial artists were caught by an inexplicable surprise. Much to their astonishment, someone had brought down an expensive mag-drive flying car with just a helmet. What kind of strange power is this?

Liang Tao kept pressing the buttons desperately, staring at Qin Fen below, horrified. This guy is even more vicious than those playboys. If he catches me...

Liang Tao shuddered as a chill shot through his spine straight to his brain. He started pressing the buttons even more frequently. Nonetheless, it was still difficult to stop the car from falling.