C88 Automobile Hotel

When they drove out of the cove, Jin Zuo's car was even more unruly than Zheng Moyan's, and the coiling mountain road could even go up to a hundred yards.

Jiang Wu's face turned pale with fright as she tried to get out of the way of the road in the middle of the night.

"You! Can't you slow it down? Are you really that anxious!? "

"Yes."

Jin Zuo changed gears manually