C153 11 Hover in a and C

The driver's face instantly turned ashen. How was this even driving a car? This taxi of his, let alone a hundred yards, he rarely drove even if he died in eighty. Besides, this was an urban area, not a highway.

"Boss, let's … let's slow down a bit." Mo Yan pulled on the armrest as he subconsciously reminded.

Tang Fei didn't say anything as he tightly gripped the steering wheel