The two imported four-wheel sand motorcycles in front of us look a lot like four-wheel race cars. One is in a sleek black, and the other in a refreshing white, costing a total of five hundred thousand.
Xu Ying was a bit numb: "Two of them?"
"Yes, to switch between them. Always using one can easily lead to breakdowns."
Qiao Yuxi was already seated in the passenger seat, eagerly looking at Xu Ying: "Quick! Start the engine!"
On the way here, Qiao Yuxi had been watching reruns of Xu Ying's live broadcasts and knew that Xu Ying was a master at racing. She believed that Xu Ying would quickly get the hang of the four-wheel motorcycle.
Since she was a novice unfamiliar with the desert conditions, it was best for her to sit obediently in the passenger seat to avoid causing trouble.
"Let's try to find some clues before it gets dark!"
