Little did they know, from beginning to end, it was Lu Bu'er and Long Ling fighting for control.
"Let's go."
Chen Jing unbuckled her seatbelt, shook her red hair, opened the car door, and jumped out. Before leaving, she turned her head, and a hint of annoyance once again flashed across her charming face, "Just this once, not a precedent! If you're this reckless again, don't expect me to cooperate with you."
Lu Bu'er shrugged helplessly, "Alright, not a precedent."
Of course, that's what he said, but he didn't think so in his heart.
His real thought was, dare to do it again next time!
"Stop flirting and move it,"
Medanzo urged impatiently, "They're almost upon us."
With a roar,
The Porsche's engine roared to life and sped away.
In the rearview mirror, the red-haired girl stood by the street, her skirt billowing in the wind, surrounded by a black Mercedes and off-road motorcycles that were closing in with a howl.
Passersby on the street curiously cast glances their way.
