What Is This?

Lin Yan stopped thinking. She didn't care about the outcome. She could just win.

She had to admit that the man's racing skills were incredible. If she hadn't been racing for so long, Lin Yan wouldn't have been able to overtake him.

How could Mo Shuyun and He Lefeng lose? Lin Yan couldn't take this lying down.

She overtook the man's car swiftly.

Soon, Lin Yan realized that the man was acting up again. He was charging toward her car.

Lin Yan was enlightened. No wonder Mo Shuyun had driven his car out of the track…

If she couldn't get out of this place, she would get killed by him.

"What a huge joke…"

Lin Yan grinned as she scrutinized the rearview mirror.

Although the track was a straight line, it was wide enough. Every time the man bumped into Lin Yan, she would simply swerve in a random direction and avoid him.

"F*ck! That works too?"