Sitting in the Black Ghost co pilot's seat, a young woman who does not smile and flatters herself is vividly outlined in her elegant cheongsam. The bottom of her beautiful eyes is full of mature solemnity

Xiaoyu exudes mature and quiet that doesn't match her age.

"Zheyu."

"Sit down."

Jiang Zheyu suddenly stepped on the gas pedal, and the pointer of the oil meter rushed to the top.

"Zheyu, is it worth it?"

"Worth it!"

Jiang Zheyu's words are always concise.

"Song Ziwen is just a piece of rubbish, you..."

"He's not rubbish. He's a beast! light rain. You don't know that beast raped three girls last week. He is a rich young master with money and power. If the law can't cure him, let me treat him! "

"Since you all know that he is an animal, why gamble your life for him?"

"Anyway, I don't have much time. I can clean up a scum for the society, which is a good thing for the society!"

"But I'm sorry you did that." Xiaoyu eyebrows deep lock, deep worry expressed.

"I don't care anymore!"

The corner of Jiang Zheyu's mouth rises, a trace of fierce color flashed in his eyes.

"Zheyu, I used to like watching your racing car, the expression of concentration and devotion. I know you regard racing as your second life, just like Jun loves painting. But recently, I feel that you have changed a lot, making me feel strange and afraid... "

"Yes

"Now you are no longer racing for the sake of racing, as if you are looking for a way to vent your anger. Before you were not afraid of death, so you were not afraid. But now you seem to be trying to die... "

……

"Tell me, is it because of the girl?"

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