"The racing girl has a great figure, but that's not the point. Look at the red cloth in her hand—okay, the race has finally started, all the cars zoomed off, uh, except for Brother Tian's car, which hasn't started yet," Li Wenxuan wiped his forehead and corrected himself.
Those who hadn't seen the video were puzzled. Wasn't it said that Lin Tian was very skilled? Why had the other cars disappeared into the distance while his hadn't moved?
But Li Wenxuan wasn't worried. He waited for the next scene to unfold, and sure enough, the red Ferrari, once stationary, took off at breakneck speed. Even though it was just a video, the viewers sweat buckets as the car sped along the mountain road at night.
One after another, the viewers emitted shocked gasps—overtaking continuously, intentional rear-ending, flipping over, explosions—the scenes had everyone's hearts pounding as if they were about to leap out of their chests.
