Laohu couldn't think of an appropriate adjective to describe how Yang Xiao drove.

Fortunately, the white BMW fork 7 wasn't his, otherwise he would jump into a rage and rush out and light Yang Xiao's nose and shout, "Are you driving? You're driving a tank!"

Drive the tank, can't you rush straight?

In just a few minutes, the BMW, worth more than one million dollars, crashed into a roadside stone.

Through the high-power infrared night vision telescope, Lao Hu could clearly see that when he got on the car, he turned on all the lights and made Yang Xiao, who was brightly lit in the cab, gripped the steering wheel...