Lin Xian glanced at him and said, "You want to learn inertia drift around corners, but don't want to crash, where do you find such good things?"
That's not wrong.
Every cool and handsome car trick is honed through countless car accidents. People who play racing, who haven't had a few accidents? Unless you're like Lin Xian, who has a system.
Yellow hair hesitated, eyes struggling.
After a while, he gritted his teeth and said, "Okay! Great God, I'll listen to you. When I have pocket money next month, I'll buy a FC!"
Go for it!
Lin Xian waved his hand, signaling that he could scram.
Watching the blonde youth leave, Mu Wanqing asked suspiciously, "If he buys an FC, will you really teach him?"
Lin Xian said with a mischievous smile, "Don't worry, he won't be able to buy one! The FC has been out of production for over twenty years!"
