The anxious heart was calmed; what remained was to give it one's all!
Shen Yan's gaze became even more resolute as he stared ahead!
The black and red car, like a soul shackled and suddenly freed, rushed eagerly back to its original body.
"Shh!"
The friction of the tires, like a silent challenge, recklessly cut off the yellow car ahead.
As the yellow car suddenly turned the steering wheel, waiting diagonally for the car behind, the black and red body quickly backed away, using its provocative meaning to impact the yellow car body.
The attempt to infuriate was successful.
What followed was another round of fierce competition.
[Suddenly, it feels so strange.]
[Damn it, that amateur is trying to hit other cars, Shen Yan is intervening.]
[I noticed that too—the yellow car almost hit Zhang Yu's car, but Shen Yan pushed it away directly.]
[No wonder I felt something was off; this amateur wants to beat Shen Yan using this tactic; it's so sinister.]
