Qin Xiu looked at the rearview mirror in the car and saw the unfamiliar car behind him that was not afraid of being discovered. He smiled and nodded. "Yes, we'll all leave safely."
K7, who was driving the car, had a sinister gaze. He said coldly, "There are two waves of people. Be careful. I'll start taking a detour now. Follow closely!"
Starting to detour meant racing.
K7 suddenly stepped on the accelerator. With a loud bang, the car left the crowd on the street like an arrow and turned into a secondary road.
V8 behind him hit the gas at the same time he did, chasing after him at the same speed.
Snow Eagle, who was proficient in the local language of Lin Country, made a big drift and swept the back of the car, scaring the arrogant cars following closely behind into rushing toward the green belt on the street.
