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London was surrounded by the plains of southeastern England. Though the grassy fields looked uneven and full of potholes, they were actually only a little bumpy to drive across.
Clang! Clang! Clang! Crash—!!!
Mm. They really were only a little bumpy.
As long as you weren't going over 140 miles per hour.
The rear of the van had already been shredded by road signs and guardrails. It had charged off the highway into the pitch-black wilderness, the white van rattling and clattering as its entire body shook violently.
Amid the brutal jolting, Fang Ran, whose body was basically launched out of his seat every two seconds, felt like he was just one step away from rolling the vehicle!
Huh? What was that? Why not just wear a seatbelt?
Well, perhaps this went against the original purpose of seatbelts, but when riding in a vehicle driven by such an accelerator-crazed maniac—
Were you planning to smile in the face of the raging wind after buckling up?
Even Fang Ran knew that you couldn't wear a seatbelt while driving, so that before the vehicle rolled over, you would still have one last chance to jump out and save your life.
Of course, friends without the physical ability to survive by jumping out of a moving vehicle should honestly wear their seatbelts.
The rattling clamor and cries of "I don't want to die, I don't want to die!" intertwined by his ears. Trying desperately to hold the steering wheel steady, Fang Ran stared through the window that Moon God Hunt had smashed apart at the dark wilderness ahead.
How should he put it? Having personally gone through a high-speed chase, Fang Ran could clearly feel the difference between his driving style and Sun Shanhai's. It was like the difference between Need for