บท 232: A criminal wearing a pekingese mask racing on the streets!

"Doudou, you actually know to drive?" the small monk opened his eyes wide and sighed with emotion.

"Hpmh. I even know how to fly an aircraft. How can a car stop me? Today, I boarded a helicopter and flew in the sky for a while." Doudou said self-satisfied.

Immediately, the small monk looked at Doudou with admiration. His trust in Doudou increased even more, and he got in the backseat of the car without hesitation.

Doudou laughed and slightly increased the size of his body, allowing his hind legs to reach the pedals while in a sitting position.

Then, he looked at the instrument panel and buttons.

Although it was old, the car had an automatic transmission.

"Tsk, it’s unexpectedly a car with an automatic transmission. It requires no skills at all to drive." Doudou said with disdain.