Mischief Vampire Highness

Chapter 12 Street Raiders: Black Street Racing
"Boom... Xia Yexing! If you dare, I won't believe that you are really so hopeless."

I was still standing outside the window when the door of the room was suddenly slammed open. My father blushed and stood at the door and pointed his index finger at me.

Seeing the man who was trembling with my anger again, I felt sorry for him. Standing outside the window on the first floor, on the sports car below, Mo Yang and Haitong covered the glare of the sun with their hands, looking up at the man hanging in the air. me.

"What on earth are you trying to do? You told us to come here. What are you still hesitating about? It's so hot!" Haitong stood up from the passenger seat and beat me impatiently.

"Come back." The old man standing outside the door yelled again. I was up and down, and the two gazes of [-] degrees made me stand in the air at a height of more than five meters.

But when I thought of those mysterious guys, I didn't leave any room for hesitation, and pulled out the chain whip around my waist.

"Mo, get out of the way." I leaped down from a height of more than five meters, shouted at Mo Yang who was sitting in the driver's seat, and threw the whip in the air, and the whip deftly circled twice around the tree trunk next to me .

Mo Yang quickly flipped from the driver's seat to the back seat. With the help of the whip, I easily fell from the five-meter-high window onto the driver's seat of the sports car.

"Don't ask anything!" Before Haitong's mouth made the first sound, I withdrew the whip to stop her questioning.

I quickly started the engine, stepped on the accelerator, and the speedometer soared 180 degrees... The sports car flew like a fast arrow off the string, soaring on this straight park greenway.

"Ah!" Accompanied by the rumbling sound of the engine, Haitong and I screamed almost tearing our throats, the howling air flowed into my throat, and the feeling of flying excited my nerves.

In the dull afternoon, the park greenway surrounded by villas was filled with fallen leaves.

"You can drive, why didn't I know," Mo Yang exhilarated, shouting like she was riding a roller coaster, and she yelled at me.

"I can't!" Well, I will, but sometimes I can't tell which is braking and gas.

"Ah!" I screamed against the airflow, the speed of the car did not decrease, and it drifted and rotated 150 degrees.

"呲..." The sharp tire rubbing sound almost hurt my eardrums, leaving two black wheel marks, and I continued to move forward quickly.

(End of this chapter)