C145 Hominis

"Wuu …" "Howl …" Five motorcycles rotated the throttle handle as they charged towards Xu Lu and Zhou Xiaofei's shop with great momentum.

Each of them was rubbing the throttle with one hand and holding a baseball bat in the other, much like the knights of ancient times with their spears.

"Wahh …" "Wow …" As the five of them drove the car, they shrieked incessantly