If Wu Yifan's driving skills are admirable, then his ability to control a sports car with one hand is enough to make everyone crazy!
Absolutely right!
Wu Yifan, the magician, held a cigarette in one hand and controlled the steering wheel with the other. Moreover, the car had already passed 180 and was approaching 200. Such a crazy speed was no different from seeking death. He could only feel the waves around him.
The strong wind passed by their ears, and the pain was like a knife. Song Mingjie was terrified. He wanted to do it more simply, just open the door and jump out, but at such a rapid speed, even if he jumped out of the car, he would definitely
A person was shattered to pieces, with no bones left, which almost made him cry.
I just wanted to test the opponent's true strength and didn't want to die, but the bastard in front of me simply didn't care about his life. Could this be the so-called true master?
Hey, why is he still crossing his legs?
Oh my God, he actually dared to wink at Fu Junyao from behind!!
God, does he think he has a long life? He even blows a kiss to Fu Junyao with his right hand that controls the steering wheel!!!
This time, Song Mingjie felt that his body, soul, heart, and even his little brother in his crotch were trembling uncontrollably. He wanted to speak, but there seemed to be something stuck in his throat, preventing him from saying a word for a long time.
Words, and there is also a feeling of vomiting. I want to grab the other person's hands and make the other person slow down a little, but I don't know where to put my hands. I have no idea at all.
This man must be a lunatic!
Song Mingjie used to feel that he was a lunatic, but compared with the man in front of him, he was simply a good kid in the kindergarten, cute and obedient, and he also loved his classmates. And he secretly vowed in his heart that he would never drive a sports car again.
Fu Junyao was also secretly surprised. Who is this young man? How can he have such superb driving skills? She prides herself on driving for so many years, whether it is a police car or a sports car, she can perform the most perfect driving in her hands.
Although Du Du is not yet a professional racing driver, her skills are considered outstanding in the entire Beitian City. However, compared with that young man, the distance is getting further and further away, which makes her inner anger once again aroused.
come out.
This young man just drove the sports car all over the place, which can only be described as "bad". He deliberately led himself to find a sports car to compete with him. Unexpectedly, he showed off his superb driving skills to the fullest, which can be called a real "car".
"God" is simply a master who pretends to be a pig and eats the tiger.
If I catch Fu Junyao, I will put you two bastards in prison, then find a dozen prisoners and torture you tens of thousands of times to relieve the hatred in my heart.
Fu Junyao had such a strong energy in her heart that she naturally would not give up. She also directly raised the speed to 180. If this sports car was not someone else, she would have raised the speed to more than 200.
They are all life-threatening masters!
It is still around three o'clock in the afternoon, the busiest stage of the entire highway, but the streets of Beitian City are completely chaotic because of the appearance of the two of them. So the car driver saw these two crazy sports cars.
, all wisely parked their cars aside, leaving a spacious road for them. Even the traffic police were wise enough to shut their mouths and treat them like two flies flying over. Although they were very curious in their hearts, they could not even say a word.
I dare not say more.
The person sitting in the sports car in front is Song Mingjie and Mr. Song. Who dares to say a word? As for the one in the back? It’s even more amazing. She is Fu Junyao, the dignified director of the Minhe District Public Security Bureau. She has a hot temper and hates evil.
In Tianshi, there are definitely no more than ten people who dare to control her. It can be said that she is like an invincible female Vajra.
Intercepting their sports car? Isn’t this looking for death?
Let alone people racing cars here, even if they are doing stripteases here, no one would dare to say a word.
However, there suddenly appeared on both sides of the street some gangsters who dyed their hair in colorful colors and were looking for new excitement. All of them were riding motorcycles, and they looked as arrogant and cool as Song Mingjie. When I saw some people racing in broad daylight,
Before they could see the person clearly, they started to move their cars one by one, chasing after each other quickly, and shouting loudly:
"Brother, come on, hey, it's Brother Song, come on, come on, get rid of that bitch..."
"Brother Song, come on, fuck that bitch a hundred times, a hundred times!"
"Oh, it turns out to be Miss Fu. We didn't say anything just now. You two continue, we're leaving now!"
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How can Song Mingjie speak now? If he could speak, he would definitely beat up these bastards. Am I driving here? Am I not feeling uncomfortable? He felt as if something was coming up in his chest.
.He opened his mouth wide and said "Wow!" and vomited out all the food he had just eaten at noon. It was all over the side of the road, causing the onlookers around him to cover their noses and leave, secretly cursing him.
Tens of thousands of times.
Fortunately, Wu Yifan only consumed 2 units of blessing points this time, so although the driving speed was extremely fast, it was still within the scope of people's awareness and did not cause too much of a sensation. Otherwise, there will be another one on the Internet tomorrow.
"Speed Car Emperor", then he really has no reason to stay in Beitian City.
Fortunately, in addition to regular highways, the roads in Beitian City also have many streets with twists and turns. Wu Yifan took more than a dozen turns in a row and finally couldn't see any trace of Fu Junyao, so he felt deeply relieved.
With a tone of voice, he parked the car aside and smiled at Song Mingjie, who was sitting beside him with his face still a little pale: "It's finally safe this time. We got rid of that Fu Junyao!"
"I, I, I, thank you so much, vomit..." Just after Song Mingjie said this, he vomited outside again and again, and his whole person immediately became a lot more depressed. He liked driving, but the reason why he drove one
The expensive Mercedes-Benz sports car is just a way to attract attention. I like the arrogance and domineering scene where everyone is paying attention, and I have no plans to enter the racing industry. Who knew that Wu Yifan would turn him into this?
"Didn't you say that I wanted to test my kung fu? Where is that place? Let's go there quickly!" Wu Yifan patted the steering wheel with a faint smile on his face.
"No, no, no, I'm not feeling well today. I think we should wait for another day!" Song Mingjie saw that Wu Yifan still wanted to drive, his whole face turned green, and he waved his hands vigorously.
He can now be 100% sure that the person in front of him is the "Running Emperor", and he also has the King Kong Iron Cloth Shirt. Otherwise, how could he dare to drive so fast? If it weren't for the King Kong Iron Cloth Shirt, if he wasn't afraid of death
Woolen cloth?
"But I'll be very busy another day!" Wu Yifan frowned and sighed.
"Forget it, Brother Ang, you are really a pure man. I, Song Mingjie, admire you. From now on, your affairs will be my business. If anyone dares to make trouble with you, just hug me!" Song Mingjie was afraid that the other party would do something again.
He hurriedly beat his chest and spoke repeatedly about violent things, but after the torture just now, his words were weak.
The magic stick is the magic stick. Wu Yifan shrugged his shoulders and shook his head helplessly: "I originally wanted you to see what real Chinese martial arts is, but I didn't expect it would be like this. That's all. Anyway, I have already introduced the world to the world.
Over the years, I have become accustomed to an indifferent life, so just don’t bother me anymore!"
"That's for sure, for sure!" Song Mingjie quickly said with a smile.
Song Mingjie was tortured so hard by Wu Yifan this time. Not to mention what he ate for lunch, he even vomited out what he ate yesterday. Now his whole body was weak and his limbs were twitching. How dare he let Wu Yifan drive? He reluctantly drove the car.
Wu Yifan sent Wu Yifan back, and then hurried back to his home.
Wu Yifan returned to Wuyi's security room refreshed, but he did not expect that Ye Xiwen and a woman were chatting there. When he saw the face of the visitor clearly, he was frightened and turned around to leave.
"Wu Yifan, wait a moment!" Ye Xiwen said with a sneer.
"Mr. Ye, do you have something to do with me? I'm about to go to the mahjong parlor opposite. I really don't want to disturb you." Wu Yifan said with a smile on his face.
"Didn't you drive very fast just now? Then let's see where you are running now!" Another woman also sneered.
Besides Fu Junyao, who just robbed the sports car and chased them all over the city, who else is this woman? dd