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Bo Cixue saw that the sports car was almost on par with her and smiled. "His skills are not bad."

Nan Xun, who was sitting in the front passenger seat, felt her heart hang in the air.

Although she was not driving, it was equally thrilling sitting in the front passenger seat.

Especially at such a speed, her brain could not move, but Bo Cixue beside her could still laugh and speak.

She really respected her!

Seeming not to have expected a driver to be able to keep up with his speed, the man in the gray sports car looked out of the window.

He could not see the driver clearly, but he could feel that the driver was looking at him too.

He smirked faintly, his well-defined fingers turning the steering wheel. He suddenly drove along the side of the road in the red sports car, raising half of the sports car. The front and rear wheels on the left side sped up crazily and went past her.

This series of actions were quick and smooth.