When Huang Lili got on the bus, the white car accelerated and left quickly. This made Huang Lili even more angry, stepping on the accelerator, and the car chased up like a rocket.

Zhao Tiezhu, a co-driver, feels the suffocating wind outside the window and can't help smoking at the corner of his mouth. Is this the rhythm of driving a car as a high-speed railway?

However, the performance of this car is obviously inferior to that of the White Bridge car. Although it has been following, it is difficult to catch up with it. On the contrary, the white car seems to be still provocative. Every time Huang Lili...