"What's the situation?" Yellow Hair was a bit bewildered.
The trophies were already hung up, Lin Xudong was ready for the race, but the other side suddenly stopped the car, leaving everyone in the vehicle a bit confused.
The Street Racing Gang in the back suddenly said, "Do you think this road is too narrow, and thus not suitable for racing?"
They speculated endlessly, with all the questions erupting in their minds.
Lin Xudong frowned slightly and said, "This place really isn't suitable for racing!"
His words inadvertently agreed with Yellow Hair's suggestion; if the other side stopped because of this, it was entirely understandable.
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The vehicle ahead.
Xia Xi was on the verge of raging, she gripped the steering wheel tightly, glanced at the back, and wished she could poke a hole right through them.
This bunch of annoying guys, always overdoing it by following their car endlessly, Xia Xi was very irritated now, wanting desperately to deal with them.
