C1188 Is He a Masked Man or Not

Thinking about this, Zhang Xingyun accepted the fact. Before getting on the car, he checked the car's condition carefully and then got into the driver's seat.

"Zhang Xingyun, can you drive faster? What's the difference between crawling like this and crawling like a turtle?" Ling Xiaoya said in annoyance.

"Can you be even faster? You're driving a sports car