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The X3 went on a rampage, like a steel behemoth out of control.

Not only did Rabbit obediently fasten her seat belt, but she grabbed the handle until her knuckles became white and made sure to lean firmly on the seat. She felt as if she was riding a roller coaster in an amusement park.

As her surroundings continued to rotate, enlarge, then shrink in her field of vision, motion sickness began to swamp her. She had no idea how Zhang Heng managed to drive in this state, let alone handling the Sphinx in pursuit of them. Even though Zhang Heng employed every inch of skills he had, the Sphinx was closing up to the X3 little by little.