"New driver on the road, drive slowly!" Yeh Huang quietly reminded from the side, while Long Linger laughed loudly, "Since you know it's a newbie's car, yet you dare sit, you're really brave."
"Can you be President if you're not brave?" Yeh Huang laughed, leaning back comfortably, the refreshing night breeze blowing in his face; this feeling was much more comfortable than sitting in that house-like car.
After speeding for more than ten kilometers, Long Linger gradually slowed down, and by now, the figures of those agents were no longer visible behind them.
"Mmm... This feels great!" Long Linger laughed happily.
"Actually, this is a good chance to assassinate the President!" Yeh Huang laughed.
Long Linger stepped on the brake, her expression somewhat flustered, looking at Yeh Huang puzzled, "What do you mean?"
"I mean, there are so many people willing to risk their lives to try and assassinate the President, you know, this head of mine is quite valuable."
