Today, Shen Jinmo is still riding the same "Fengying" motorcycle.
"Do you still remember it?" Shen Jinmo asked her.
Lu Zhiwei, under her helmet, turned to look at Shen Jinmo.
Today, Shen Jinmo is like a wolf in the dark, possessing a terrifying desire to conquer.
Ambition is written in their pupils.
"You haven't thrown it away yet?"
“You rode it before, and you couldn’t bear to throw it away. It took you to the top of this cloud-covered mountain, and this time, it will take me to the top as well,” Shen Jinmo said firmly.
Lu Zhiwei scoffed coldly.
Shen Jiarui and Luo Wuyan were side by side on two adjacent tracks.
The other six tracks feature top racing drivers from various clubs, both domestic and international.
A gunshot rang out.
Ten locomotives set off, kicking up dust.
Like an arrow released from a bow, it soared to the summit of Yunshan Mountain.
Lu Zhiwei maintained a steady pace as always.
One car after another passed her.
Only Shen Jinmo consistently kept pace with her on the same track and remained on par with her.
The rising dust obscured the other person's face.
Otherwise, Shen Jinmo would definitely have seen how speechless and wanting to hit Lu Zhiwei was at that moment.
We're starting to enter the first bend.
Lu Zhiwei accelerated the process.
Shen Jinmo also sped up.
Bending is her forte.
On the first bend, she overtook three people.
The bribed driver, fearing he wouldn't have another chance, prepared to make his move at this moment.
The three cars lined up side by side, blocking Lu Zhiwei's path to overtake, and kicking up as much exhaust fumes and dust as possible with their rear wheels.
Two cars behind her gave chase and, once they caught up, attempted to ram the rear of Lu Zhiwei's car.
Shen Jinmo saw through the other party's intention.
Press the accelerator, accelerate into the corner, and turn the car sideways.
He then sternly warned them: "If you dare touch her, you'll have to step over my dead body!"
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