"You're a fool!" Oriental Fire Dance stared at Guan Yu, but this time it was not fighting with Guan Yu.

In order not to worry the Orientals, Guan Yu called Dongfangmu and then went to the Orientals like a gallop. His skill is better than that of a professional racing driver. Along the way, he gave full play to the highest performance of the car, threaded through the traffic, and the scenery on both sides, like a movie, quickly retreated.

If I had changed to another girl, I would have been scared and screamed.

But Oriental Fire Dance was full of excitement, holding on to the door handle tightly, but...