Judging from ye Zao’s speed, this was her maximum limit.
There was a continuous hairpin turn ahead.
She had to overtake ye Zao when she passed the hairpin turn.
Song Chenyu narrowed her eyes and continued to accelerate.
The two cars were chasing each other.
Ye Zao held the steering wheel with one hand and put one arm on the window. Looking at the Red Car in the rearview mirror, she whistled wickedly.
It looked a little cool.
Compared to Song Chenyu’s nervous expression, she was extremely calm.
“Is Miss Ye really racing?”
“Holding the steering wheel with one hand? F * ck! Big Brother!”
Cen Yuyan looked at the big screen and her palms were covered in a layer of sweat.
There was an idiom called ‘accumulate and accumulate.’.
Song Chenyu would definitely not lose to ye Zao.
Definitely Not!
At this moment, the Red Car suddenly overtook the black car.
Cen Yuyan’s eyes lit up. She knew that song Chenyu would not lose to ye Zao!
