Flying Car on the Mountain

Xu Wenping gently stepped on the accelerator, his expression gentle and relaxed. The motorcycle leader, Sister Cai, was preparing her battle robe, and the group of the motorcycle gang beside her was also sharpening their knives.

Xu Wenping looked around curiously and said, "Where's the guy who drove the Porsche yesterday? He was the one who led you to cause trouble. Why is he nowhere to be seen today?"

The motorcycle leader was slightly stunned. Hearing this, her underlings' expressions were also a little ugly. The motorcycle leader looked sideways at the mud pit. It was the beginner drift training ground. Inside, the skinny kid had already fallen into a mud monkey, but he was still holding the motorcycle with great difficulty.

"That kid just joined our club, but since he's my man, I'll stand up for him."

Xu Wenping raised his eyebrows slightly.