But Yang Jian took a taxi and rushed to Wang Shanshan's home.
"Brother driver, can you drive faster? I'm in a hurry." He said anxiously.
"Friend, don't you know the city limits? There are cameras everywhere, and you will be deducted points and fined." The taxi driver said, "I'm already going the fastest. If you want to go faster, you have to take a plane."
Already."
"The problem is that at your speed, I think I can run and drive," Yang Jian said.
The driver said: "Friend, I am a veteran driver with 20 years of driving experience. I can drive like a rock. Please be patient. Do you think there is any car on the road that is faster than me?"
Yang Jian looked at the car and estimated that by the time he rushed to Wang Shanshan's house, he would be able to collect the bodies of their family of three.
Want to save someone?
It's simply impossible.
"Three lives...and half a million more."
Yang Jian touched the back of his hand, felt the sleeping eyes under his skin, and fell into hesitation.
If he used the ghost realm, he could reach Wang Shanshan's house within a certain period of time.
But the price is a waste of using the ghost's power.
The use of Li Gui's power is more powerful than taking poison. When he was at school, he swallowed an eye and forcibly stimulated Li Gui to revive and use it to escape from the ghost realm. After returning home, he was almost paralyzed and fell to the bed. Fortunately, he got a red card.
Paper covered one ghost eye to barely suppress the restlessness of the eye.
Yang Jian was not sure how long the red paper could suppress the ghost in his body.
After thinking and hesitating for a moment, he condensed his eyes and made up his mind.
"Brother driver, this car of yours really makes me anxious. Could you please step aside and give way to the co-pilot? Do you mind letting me drive?" Yang Jian patted the driver's shoulder.
"Are you going to drive?"
The driver sneered: "Are you looking down on me or my car? I have been driving for 20 years and have driven countless cars. In my eyes, there is no car that I can't do. If you have the guts to add money, I will give you a thousand yuan in ten minutes."
I'll deliver you within 5,000 yuan and I'll be there in five minutes by running a red light."
"Five minutes? It's too slow. If you open it for me, one minute will be enough." Yang Jian said.
"Young man, it's better to be humble. If you can drive to the gate of that community in one minute, I won't charge you." The driver's brother said with a look of disbelief: "I have been traveling in Dachang City for decades, so I don't know that.
How long is the journey?”
Yang Jian said no more. The skin and flesh under his clothes tore and his eyes popped out one after another.
Red light enveloped his whole body.
Then it spread outside and soon covered the taxi.
"This is what you said, brother driver. You won't charge me for driving to the community in one minute." Yang Jian said calmly.
"Of course..." The driver brother just finished speaking.
Suddenly he was stunned for a moment and realized that he had been sitting in the passenger seat at some point. He subconsciously stepped on the brakes, but didn't hit anything.
But in the driver's seat, Yang Jian suddenly sat there.
"Damn it, young man, how did you get here?" The driver was startled and thought he had seen a ghost.
Yang Jian didn't say much, he just pressed on the accelerator...
"Huh~!"
The car raced wildly in an instant, and a strong pushing feeling came from behind. The car raced from forty, to eighty, to one hundred...one hundred and ten.
"Mom, hit the brakes quickly. We're about to hit the brakes. There's a sports car in front of us. You can't afford to pay for the collision. Turn the steering wheel quickly." The driver's face turned pale with fright. He didn't expect this kid to act like this as soon as he got started.
fierce.
What's wrong is that the novice driver used the clutch as a brake.
Yang Jian's expression remained as usual, unmoved: "Don't be afraid, just go through."
Pass through?
Are you going to go through it or go there?
Before the driver next to him could react, the taxi roared and caught up with the sports car in front of it, and then another one.
The entire car passed directly through the body of the sports car in front like an afterimage.
"Help."
The driver thought there was going to be a car accident and closed his eyes in fear, screamed loudly, and held on to the seat belt.
Before a wealthy second-generation driver in the sports car could react, he saw a taxi running in front of him with a roar, spraying exhaust fumes from his car.
"Holy shit, a taxi is driving so fast and you are rushing to get reincarnated. How dare you take my car? Do I still have the dignity of running for ten million yuan?" The rich second generation dropped the phone in his hand and turned the gear.
He stepped on the accelerator directly.
"Rumble..."
The sound of air waves from the sports car exploded, and the car soared instantly, chasing after him directly.
The taxi that Yang Jian drives now can no longer be regarded as a taxi. He has covered the taxi with ghost territory, distorting the reality of this area.
This car is already considered a ghost car.
And he is the ghost in the car.
But the rich second generation who was stimulated before drove a sports car and caught up with him.
"Didi." Pan honked the horn.
Yang Jian turned his head and took a look.
The second-generation rich man lowered his car window and raised his middle finger.
Yang Jian looked at him, stretched out his hands out of the window and raised two middle fingers in return.
"Damn, so arrogant." The rich second generation was irritated and let go of the steering wheel, raising two fingers.
Yang Jian looked at him expressionlessly and continued to raise his middle finger, without even looking at the road ahead.
"Have the guts." The rich second generation glanced in front of him.
It happened to be a green light, and there were no cars in front of me. I gritted my teeth and raised my two middle fingers to compete.
Come on, who is afraid of whom?
It's agreed, the one who puts his hand down first is the pen.
The two looked at each other with their eyes facing each other, their middle fingers pointed at each other, and they didn't say a word to each other.
Within three seconds, the second-generation rich man's whole body became tense, ready to hit the brakes at any moment.
Within four seconds, the rich second generation broke into a cold sweat.
Five seconds... The rich second generation glanced secretly at the front and slowed down.
But from the beginning to the end, Yang Jian was staring at him, his two middle fingerprints not moving at all, and he just pressed the accelerator to the bottom without any loss of interest. As for the road ahead, there was naturally a second pair of eyes watching.
Six seconds later, Yang Jian suddenly moved. He pointed at the rich second generation and then pointed in front.
"Fuck."
The rich second generation took a look and saw the red light on the back of a pickup truck in front of him. He was frightened and hurriedly stepped on the brakes and turned the steering wheel.
The sound of sudden braking echoed throughout the road.
The horse spun around twice and finally stopped when it hit the green belt on the side.
"Damn, this lunatic is driving without his life." The rich second generation got out of the car in shock.
He glanced at it and his eyes suddenly shrank.
But I saw the taxi with a faint red light running through a red light in front of me. I don't know how to hit seven or eight cars in front of it, and finally disappeared at the end of the road.
This car is at least 180 years old.
"No, this is not a madman, he is a master."
The rich second generation lit a cigarette and took a deep breath, with admiration in his eyes.
Let go of the steering wheel, don't look ahead, step on the accelerator and drive wildly. What matters is not only your driving skills, but also your courage and courage.
He had never seen anyone with such calm eyes.
Mount Tai collapsed in front of him but his appearance remained unchanged.
My father was right, it turns out that such people really exist in the world.
After a competition of driving skills, the rich second generation began to admire Yang Jian. If they meet him next time, they will definitely ask him for advice.
"I don't know that person. Why did he give me the middle finger when he was so nice... Forget it, don't think about it anymore. Saving people and making money are more important."
Yang Jian held the steering wheel and frowned.
There is a way: the shortest straight line between two points.
He passed through vehicles, through green belts, through houses, and finally arrived at the gate of the community within a minute.
The car stopped.
The driver in the car rolled out of the car, then with a loud sound, he vomited next to him.
His eyes were full of fear.
He kept mumbling in his mouth, why is this guy so scary, how can my driving skills of twenty years be so weak, and how can I fly into the sky and stand shoulder to shoulder with the sun if I have time?
However, after Yang Jian got out of the car, his body was still glowing with a faint red light. He glanced at the driver.
He didn't let the driver see the weird scenes he had gone through before. In the driver's eyes, he was just racing normally.
Making people hallucinate is the most basic ability of the Ghost Realm.
However, the limit of use after the ghost realm is opened is five minutes.
After five minutes, the ghost in the body will be stimulated to revive.
So since you have already used Ghost Realm, you can't waste the opportunity.
Yang Jian called Wang Bin at this moment: "Hello, Uncle Wang? Which building and floor is your home in? I'll be there right away."
I hope the person is not dead yet. If the person is already dead, he can only call the police to collect the body.