C186 Do You Want to Eat Watermelon?

He started the car and shot it out like an arrow. The throttle had hit the bottom. It went from 10 yards to 180 yards in an instant and whistled past Jiang Chengyi's back.

Jiang Chengyi's heart skipped a beat and his nerves snapped. He immediately thought of who it was. He turned around. He saw the black shadow of the Toyoda, and the police dog chased in that direction crazily