Luo Xiao's eyebrows furrowed, "What's the situation ahead of us?"
"Ahead is the central area of Jinhai, where there are often strong winds and waves. If we fly over there, who knows if we'll encounter a storm..." the burly man paused before continuing, "But Young Master, if we don't shake off the one behind us, there's an eighty percent chance that..."
Mo Nanjue and his crew were out of their league; not to mention car racing, even if it was a shooting match on a helicopter, they wouldn't stand a chance.
Luo Xiao's brows knitted together—today, no matter what, he had to lose Mo Nanjue. He wasn't afraid to die, but today was different.
Because Tong Ran was also there.
He would never let her know what he had done in his life, the one thing he could never reveal. Luo Xiao pondered for a moment before standing up and moving to the rear cabin, "Move aside."
