C50 The real king of cars

Seeing that the car was about to crash into the racetrack's fence, Sima Ziyun could not help but turn pale white and scream. He, Ye Xuan, had the protection of the Zhenqi, but Sima Ziyun did not!

"Stop arguing! "Be quiet!" Ye Xuan growled impatiently.

Ye Xuan's hands suddenly moved, shifted, changed directions, stepped on the throttle, and a series of movements was completed in one breath