C111 Compensation for qiao rubing

"Holy shit, whose car is that fast?!" The rich young masters, who were rushing towards the finish line, suddenly saw a black car flying past their car like a phantom. It was as fast as a bullet and disappeared into the night with the sound of the wind, only able to see the flashing lights for a few seconds.

"It looks like Ye Cheng is driving a black Mercedes!"

"No way