"Give it a try."
Fang Zong smiled and suddenly turned the steering wheel to the left.
Classic car — drifting!
Laura stood by the roadside, looking dejected.
Fang, are you a man? I'm asking you, are you a man?
Killing the scarecrow and the skinning ghost is fine if no one saw it, but killing the speeding ghost is considered heroic, especially since it's a rich and beautiful woman! And you actually made me get out of the car?
Shouldn't a man take advantage of the situation, drive to a secluded place, and have a grand, epic battle?
We're ready! We're all ready!
This is a beautiful woman with AIDS, carefully selected from thousands of options!
It's still alive!
Laura stomped her foot: "Fang, you're definitely not a man!"
Just as he was cursing, a roaring sound suddenly rang out. He turned around and found that the old car had driven back again.
"Tch, men!"
Laura quickly put on a cute smile.
She wriggled her soft, white toes, smoothed her wavy blonde hair, and then she discovered—
An old car... crashed into us?
It crashed straight into us without slowing down at all.
Bang!
...
The sound was loud, but it wasn't the sound of a car hitting flesh.
A small rag doll jumped out of Laura's bag, grew to seven or eight meters tall in the wind, and blocked Fang Zong's old car.
At the same time, Laura herself collapsed limply to the ground.
"It really is a living person!"
It looks normal, but since I just took a ride, even if it seems normal, it can't be taken for granted.
Fang Zong glanced at Laura. He had touched Laura but found nothing, proving that Laura was indeed a living person. Now he understood that the trick was the contents of Laura's bag.
"Fang, you're a doctor, an educated man, how could you bump into a living person!" Every single thread on the rag doll's body was broken.
The blonde Laura was the body it had finally found. She was alive, sick, and a rich, beautiful woman. If she encountered a difficult enemy, like Fang Zong, a kiss would be enough to take care of her. It couldn't be allowed to be damaged here.
It stared at Fang Zong, its eyes a ghastly green.
Fang Zong smiled slightly. No matter what kind of vehicle it is, it has brakes.
Even if all else fails, you can always turn the steering wheel and make a turn, right?
Pushing open the car door, after getting out, I reached out my hand...
Touch~~~
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