Sabrina Conner got in the car, and the motorcycle shot out like a gust of wind, heading straight for the Desmond Family.
On the road, a mysterious black car was following them, which both Sabrina Conner and Barnes Smythe noticed.
Sabrina Conner said excitedly, "Mila, show them your driving skills and shake off those rats!"
"You talk too much!"
Barnes Smythe's motorcycle left the smooth road and drove on a path that wasn't a road at all. Down a 15-meter staircase, a steep 75-degree slope, Barnes rode down without blinking, as the motorcycle soared into the air several times before landing steadily.
"Whoa-hoo..." Sabrina Conner yelled excitedly. For him, it felt more like an extreme sport that young people loved.
"Hold onto the bag!" Barnes reminded.
"Don't worry, as long as I'm here, the bag is here!"
Sabrina Conner gave a thumbs-up to the black car that had stopped, then turned his hand, giving a thumbs-down.
