BOOM!
A deep motorcycle rumble.
A big red motorbike swiftly passed by the car, its speed causing Brother Nan to raise her eyebrows. She noticed the valuable racing replica had two side boxes and a tied-up bag, making it look rather out of place.
Aiming at the motorcycle's taillight, Brother Nan shaped her hand into a gun. Aim—
BIU! BIU!
She shifted her gaze back to Zhou Li's reflection in the glass.
Suddenly, the motorcycle's taillights brightened as it stopped at a traffic light.
Zhou Li leisurely pulled up beside it.
Only then did Brother Nan look at the rider. Instantly, a look of suspicion flashed across her face; she felt she recognized the person.
"Zhou Li, this guy..."
At the same time, the rider saw them and immediately lifted his visor and turned off his music.
His eyes, starry and piercing, somewhat resembled Hu Ge's. His riding suit perfectly outlined his tall figure and body proportions—enough to make many girls swoon even with his helmet on.
"Zhou Li!?"
