chapter 59 night bar

Stepping forward with his right leg, Ravager Brown sat on the back seat of the motorcycle.

"Hurry up!"

Liora Curry reminded him, and the engine made a harsh roar.

"Buzz!"

As soon as he stepped on the accelerator, Ravager Brown felt that his vision became blurry.

It has to be said that the speed of motorcycles is obviously much faster than that of cars.

No wonder the old people often say that driving a car is like iron wrapped in iron, and...