Mu Anan glanced at the three or four motorcycles behind her through the rearview mirror.
"The red car in front, pull over immediately!" The supervisor warned from behind.
To hide her identity, Mu Anan had tampered with the car plate.
After all, it was Seventh Master's car. They couldn't find out anything.
Therefore, Mu Anan didn't mind at all.
She glanced at Young Lady Jiang Qin, who was enjoying the excitement in her seat, and the corners of her mouth curled up.
She deliberately said, "Goddess, it's the traffic supervisor. I'm scared."
"You're so cowardly." Jiang Qin was disgusted, "If the traffic supervisor is here, then hurry up and drive. Do you see the woman riding the scooter in front of you? Just run her over and knock her down. Then the traffic supervisor won't have time to care about you."
"That will cost a life."