Chapter 827: Every Cold Stare is Filled with Killing Intent

She turned her head slightly, looked at the three hundred meter-high red flag extending upwards, and snapped her fingers, "I can definitely do it, all fifty red flags will be ours, our victory is certain."

"But Daddy, I think I should sit at the back."

She grabbed one of Shen Zhou's arms, her small body very agile, and swiftly moved to the back seat, sitting back-to-back with Shen Zhou.

The little cutie waved her arms fiercely and shouted, "Daddy, let's hurry up and rush, with father and daughter united, we're like a force that cuts through gold!"

Shen Zhou laughed heartily, turned his head to the seven individuals radiating murderous intent beside him, and joked, "Bros, take it easy."

The seven assassins each gave him a ghastly, ghost-subduing roll of the eye, each filled with murderous intent.

Shen Zhou was unfazed.

Li Jifeng shouted loudly, "Begin!!"

Eight motorcycles rushed forward, quickly hugging the steep slope, continuously racing ahead.