September 9th, Saturday...

The hot autumn tiger was rare today and didn't come out, making the air more cool.

The Fenghuangyuan villa area is particularly lively in front of the Wanmei villa.

In the villa courtyard, Xiao Feng was chatting with the people coming, handing out cigarettes from time to time. He was wearing a formal dress today, with a white shirt and a black suit, exuding the temperament of a successful person.

"Brother Feng!" With this voice, Zhang Yu, who was shining with silver hair, led the big brothers from Tianmen in.

"Haha, it's here so early." Xiao Feng leaned his fingers on his forehead, threw them gently, and gave a beautiful gift.

Huo Tian smiled and nodded: "Look at what can I come here to help!"

Zhang Yu leaned closer to Xiao Feng, looked up and down a few times, and the two of them said in unison: "Beasts in clothes!"

"Your sister." Xiao Feng tidied up his shirt and collar: "You are not a guest today, please help me greet me. I'll go there to see how the demon sword is preparing."

"Okay, go busy." Huo Tian said with a smile.

"Let's go, I'll go with you." Zhang Yu put his arms around Xiao Feng's shoulder: "Brother Feng, I'll take you to see the gifts I gave to the Demon Sword and the Flame Girl."

Xiao Feng was a little curious: "What gift?"

"Hey, go!" Zhang Yu smiled mysteriously and walked towards the door with Xiao Feng.

When I left the door, I saw a row of luxury carriages parked at the door. The most exaggerated one was the 12 fiery red road racing cars in front of me.

"Brother Feng, how about it?" Zhang Yu was a little proud and pointed to the luxury convoy of less than thirty vehicles in front of the door.

Xiao Feng nodded and raised his thumb: "It's not bad! Haha, what's the matter?"

"This is usually a racing car together. Today I call me here to join in the fun! For, Brother Feng, try the public race!" Zhang Yu threw a key and walked towards the fiery red race car.

Xiao Feng's mouth raised, he hadn't played public competition for a long time! Well, let's play today! "Haha, don't you like racing? Let's play?"

"Damn, I'm afraid of you! Let's have fun!" Zhang Yu smiled in a warlike mood.

Xiao Feng pointed at Zhang Yu's index finger, and finally turned his hand and turned into a big thumb down: "I'm going to abuse you today and you can't find your mother!" As he said that, he stepped onto the front of the public competition and kicked the car.

"Uh, Brother Feng, there is electric fire for motorcycles, so you don't need to kick them with your feet." Zhang Yu twitched his lips and couldn't help reminding him.

Xiao Feng raised his middle finger: "Don't you think kicking with your feet is handsome? The American Speed ​​Party almost always kicks with your feet!" After saying that, he twisted the accelerator with his right hand, and the public competition made a 'buzzing' sound, which made the ground tremble.

Zhang Yu was puzzled: "Handsome? Really fake? Let me try it!" After saying that, he kicked the fire and clattered his mouth, "It seems like he feels a little."

"Haha! Only two of us are boring. Let's participate in the other ten cars too!" Xiao Feng said while communicating with the motorcycle carefully.

Zhang Yu had no objection and made a gesture to the back: "Brothers, this is my elder brother, Xiao Feng! Today, let's play with him!"

"What about us?" the young man driving various sports cars also shouted with some enthusiasm.

Zhang Yu looked at Xiao Feng, saw him nodding slightly, and laughed: "Today we will have a mixed race! Sports car, public race, let's fight!"

"Haha, it seems very unfair." Some people said.

"Sister, are there any fair things in the world? No! Don't talk nonsense, prepare for it! As for the route, it's three circles around the surrounding Fenghuangyuan!" Zhang Yu shouted, and half-lying on the car.

Everyone else had no objection, and they got on motorcycles or got into sports cars, and started the engine. The sound of the engine instantly shook the sky.

Someone who was engaging in trouble took off his clothes, acted as a small flag, stood in front, and suddenly waved downwards: "Start!"

As the clothes shaking, twelve motorcycles rushed out first, and then dozens of luxury sports cars chased after them.

Zhang Yu often plays with cars, and is even named "Car God" in the Jiuquan underground arena. His driving skills are naturally extraordinary. His eyes locked his clothes tightly. When the clothes fell, he led a parking space and rushed out with the advantage.

Xiao Feng was lying on the public competition, staring at Zhang Yu in front of him, and his mouth slightly raised. This kid's driving skills are indeed good! But he is still a little worse than me!

After running for nearly 500 meters, Xiao Feng completed in-depth exchanges and running-in with the public competition, began to accelerate vigorously, and rushed forward.

In just two seconds, Xiao Feng rushed from fourth to second position, and the distance between Zhang Yu was constantly getting closer.

At this moment, the gap between sports cars and motorcycles was revealed. Several fiery red sports cars found a gap from behind and chased them side by side with Xiao Feng, chasing Zhang Yu.

Zhang Yu, who was far ahead, glanced at the reflector and felt pressure. The God of Cars should not lose! Whether it is a motorcycle or a racing car, he must be the first!

Xiao Feng also noticed the car that was catching up. He suddenly raised the gear under his feet, increased his speed again, and twisted the accelerator to the bottom. The public race made a loud noise, which distanced several sports cars.

"Sister, I would have brought sunglasses if I had known it." Xiao Feng narrowed his eyes and did not dare to open it. If he opened it at this time, the strong wind would enter his eyes. At such a fast speed, tears would blow out and block the sight. It would definitely be the end of the car being destroyed and people being killed.

When several sports cars saw Xiao Feng keeping a distance from them again, they didn't believe it, and stepped on the accelerator and quickly chased Xiao Feng.

An extremely intense mixed car race revolves around Phoenix Garden.

Xiao Feng cursed in his heart, "Damn it, I wouldn't agree to the racing car if I had known it. Now, the clothes are all wrinkled together by the wind, and they will probably be scrapped."

Xiao Feng glanced at the watch and decided to speed up the end. After twisting the accelerator, the speed increased again, and the distance with Zhang Yu was shortened to the naked eye, twenty meters, ten meters, five meters, two meters...

Even if Zhang Yu is unwilling to admit it, he will have to face the two public competitions that are "going side by side".

Xiao Feng turned his head to look at Zhang Yu, grabbed the handlebar with one hand, made a gesture of losing, and then raised his speed, instantly surpassed Zhang Yu and rushed to the front.

"Sister, I'm really a blow!" Zhang Yu cursed inwardly, looking at Xiao Feng who was getting farther and farther away helplessly.

After running down three laps, Zhang Yu stopped the car, looked at Xiao Feng who was smoking in front of the villa, and raised his middle finger: "Your sister, let me die."

Xiao Feng shrugged, his face filled with four words, "I'm very bored": "Oh, why are you running so slowly? I'm almost finished smoking a cigarette, and you're here! Don't call it "Car God" in the future, call it "Car God."

"..." Zhang Yu stopped talking, only the middle finger raised could express the meaning in his heart.

Xiao Feng sorted out his clothes and shook his head: "Let's go, it's time delayed again! I want to play, I'll have fun with you another day!"

Zhang Yu nodded, and the two rode on the public tournament and headed towards the Demon Sword Villa. The few big red characters at the entrance of the villa were particularly festive.

"Feng Long hasn't come yet, let's go in and take a look." Xiao Feng put on a motorcycle and walked towards the villa.

"What kind of convoy is Feng's creation?" Zhang Yu asked as he walked.

"How many good cars does Feng Lao Er have, Rolls-Royce Silver Charm, extended version of Bentley, and limited edition Maybach. I guess they can drive today." Xiao Feng smiled and walked into the living room.

Xiao Feng entered the living room and saw the demon sword in a white suit and white leather shoes at a glance. He couldn't help laughing. This girl was a prince charming. At the same time, he muttered in his heart, should he make a white horse for the demon sword to ride? That would be absolutely cool!

"Brother Feng." The demon sword noticed Xiao Feng and walked over to say hello.

Several people from the group of ten people who were in the wind also stood up from the sofa: "Brother Feng."

"Haha, we're all here! Where is Wuming?" Xiao Feng nodded to them, looked around, but did not find Wuming.

"Wu Ming probably is with the Flame Girl." The crab shook his body, his strong and exaggerated arms, and his muscles jumped up from time to time.

"Ahem, guys, come on, everyone smoke." Zhang Yu smiled and took out the soft China and handed it out one by one. The joke was that he would have to go abroad for training tomorrow, so he would have a good relationship. When he arrived on the island, they had to take care of themselves, right?

Zhang Yu's little Jiujiu naturally couldn't hide it from Xiao Feng. He raised his foot and kicked Zhang Yu's butt: "You kid, how can you make a relationship?"

"Hey, it's good to know it in your heart, why bother to say it? Brother Feng, you are so unlovely!" Zhang Yu smiled awkwardly and hurriedly handed Xiao Feng cigarettes again.

Xiao Feng took the cigarette and no longer cared about Zhang Yu. The one who was bad at the wind could buy it with just a few cigarettes? How could this be possible? Don’t look at Zhang Yu’s delivery of cigarettes and delivery, they would definitely make him cry very rhythmically when he arrived on the island.

"Brother, how did you practice your arm? It's so strong. Can I pinch it?" Zhang Yu handed the crab cigarette and stared at his arm, his eyes a little straightened.

"Yes." Crab smiled silly and nodded generously.

Zhang Yu stretched out his hands and measured the crab's arm. His mouth became wider and wider. Is this still a human arm? No wonder he called it, it's a deformed one!

"Demon Sword, have you called Feng Long? When will they come?" Xiao Feng asked with a cigarette in his mouth.

"Well, I just called Feng Long and they were already on the way." Yao Dao said with a smile.

"Oh, hurry up and don't be slap, they should be impatient." Feng Long vomited smoke rings and kept urging the driver.

"Mr. Long, there's a traffic jam in front! Look at them, their eyes are staring at our convoy, and they don't drive at all!" The driver pointed out the window with a bitter face.

On the street, pedestrians stopped to watch the luxury convoy! More than fifty black sedans, all of which are Mercedes-Benz S600! The most exaggerated one is the three cars in front of Mercedes-Benz.

Those who like cars can naturally recognize it. The first car is the legendary Rolls-Royce Silver Charm; the second is the extended version of the luxury Bentley; the third car is the limited edition Maybach! It is hard to see any car in normal times, and it appears today!

"My grass, what the hell are you going to do?"

"Sister, it seems to be Feng's car! Look at the license plate, 8888, how awesome!"

Just as pedestrians were talking about the luxury convoy, the sound of huge propellers buzzed. At a height of 100 meters above Rolls-Royce, two helicopters were flying slowly with ribbons.
Chapter completed!