Chapter 118 Mad Dog

Chase didn’t use much might, but the face was a weak part of the human body, especially the nose. Keen’s nose hit on the hard steering wheel, blood flowing out.

“Chase Lu! You...”

Chase’s speed was too fast for Keen to react. Chase grabbed Keen’s hair and then hit his head to the steering wheel again.

Keen was furious, but just when he wanted to growl, Chase pressed his head again.

Bang!

It was another close touch between Keen’s face and the steering...