"Brother Lin, what are you talking about? Is there a car that even I, Zhou Botong, can't drive?" Zhou Botong almost jumped up in surprise. He had driven so many sports cars that he could host a car exhibition, and now he was being doubted about not being able to handle this junk car.
"Hand over the keys. Even a car worth a hundred thousand, I can drift with it!" Zhou Botong pointed to the passenger seat, hinting Lin Tian to give up the driver's spot.
Lin Tian turned off the car and moved to the passenger seat, just smiling at Zhou Botong. Seeing Lin Tian's smile, Zhou Botong had a bad premonition, but he couldn't help but feel a bit competitive.
Zhou Botong glanced around the dashboard inside the car but found nothing special. He then tried to start the car, but there was no response; the engine wouldn't ignite.
