As Yao Li's voice trailed off, Qin Feng turned the steering wheel to the right, and the van's nose suddenly lifted, flying straight down the mountain.
"Oh my God, we're going to die!"
A feeling of weightlessness immediately swept through Yao Li's entire body, and she, feeling a bit nauseous, clung to Qin Feng, her body tensed up in that instant.
The mountain road twisted, and the Bugatti Veyron had already wound its way up to the mountainside.
A streak of white light quickly flashed over the head of the young man in the baseball cap, startling him so much that he floored the gas pedal, skidding hundreds of meters on the mountain road before stabilizing the car.
The Wuling van thudded down, rising like a roller coaster, leaping section by section down the mountain.
The forest flashed continuously beneath the car, scaring Yao Li to the point of losing control, causing her to vomit all over her clothes.
