With her current look, she would definitely scare a bunch of kids at night.
Those men opened and closed their mouths, but still couldn't say any words of praise or comfort. They all uncomfortably turned their heads away.
Hailey stiffly took the mirror and, without caring about acting, exclaimed and ran away while covering her face.
I looked at those men with fiery eyes. They left a sentence awkwardly, "Don't think you're amazing just because you ride fast. We let you off today. Besides, you're a woman, you should stay at home and take care of your family. It's really embarrassing."
"Haha, I'm disgusted just talking to you guys. If you don't agree, let's race another lap," I said in disgust.
Kevin came over to defuse the situation, and those weaklings quickly walked away when they saw an opportunity.
I looked at Kevin with contempt, hugging my arms, and said, "Hailey is my friend. I know today's accident was unintentional, so I don't blame her. But why did you hide the backpack that caused her to fall?"
They could blame my motorcycle for the death wobble. But anyone with eyes could see that I hit something solid due to the strong inertia at the beginning.