Colt Arena, California.
The live Western audience watched Liu Zilang drive his little yellow car from one end of the bridge to the other. Their eyes were unblinking and their hearts were in their mouths!
On one hand, there was no stopping Liu Zilang's momentum!
On the other hand, the members of Team Ghost were also fully prepared for this situation. They had retreated from the smoke and were standing in formation!
With the cooperation of the four members, the car might be reduced to a flaming wreck under concentrated fire the moment it emerged from the smoke.
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In the tournament, Liu Zilang was driving at full speed and had knocked down several people in a row. Adrenaline was surging in his body!
They were about to exit the smoke corridor when Liu Zilang felt something was amiss.
Why was there one less team?
Also, they had been driving forward without incident.
Something was fishy!
