C1276 The President Is a Childish Ghost

Due to inertia, Gu Xiner stumbled backward and looked at him in confusion. After he sped up for a while, he suddenly turned the steering wheel to the right at a fork in the road that should have been straight.

Whoosh -

The car turned into a remote and nameless path.

This was not a road back to the city!

Gu Xiner sat up straight and looked around