The front wheel of the motorcycle was barely touching the ground. Xue Pinghai was clinging tightly to Old Black's back, his two eyes only able to see the rapidly receding scenery.
Everything was so blurry.
As for this life.
At this point, life and death had long been left to fate.
The body flew on the bike, while the soul chased behind.
No!
The soul simply couldn't catch up to the flying flesh.
"Old Xue, take it easy, you're about to squeeze my intestines out."
Old Black roared.
Was he really that scared?
Such cowardice.
But fortunately, Jiangwu had been reached.
"Old Hei, we've reached Jiangwu, stop quickly, I'll run myself, I can't take it anymore."
Xue Pinghai had even forgotten the glory of toppling the Grandmaster Chain.
Too damn frightening.
"Brake?
"Are you insulting a professional rider? There's a slope up ahead, I think... let's fly too!"
A cold laugh and a sneer came from Old Black inside his helmet.
"What, what did you say?"
