The Lamborghini in front seemed to sense that the Porsche behind it was trying to overtake. As soon as the green light in front turned on, a cloud of white gas spewed out from the four exhaust pipes at the rear of the car, making a roar and rushing out instantly.
Peng Yihu, not to be outdone, followed closely behind the Lamborghini.
Two luxury cars drove wildly on the main road in the city center and quickly attracted the attention of the traffic police. Soon, Peng Yihu found that a police car with its siren flashing was following behind them.
At this moment, the Lamborghini in front suddenly changed direction and rushed into another branch line. Peng Yihu followed closely behind, without even glancing at the police car behind.
Zhou Yang lit a cigarette. During this period, he did not observe the situation in front, but stared at Peng Yihu's hands and feet for a long time. At this moment, he was confident that he could control this big guy.
The beautiful woman sitting in the back row not only did not panic when she saw the police car, but she also showed an increasingly exciting expression. She danced from behind and shouted: "Brother Hu, if you beat the car in front of me, I will pay you tonight."
You play the flute and you blow out the anus of the car in front of me, and I’ll let you blow my asshole, geez, come on!”
Peng Yihu was born with the same color. After hearing this, he felt as if he was on fire. There was a traffic light in front of him. This guy didn't even look at it. He stepped on the accelerator and rushed past. He met a large truck more than ten meters long.
Passing by, Zhou Yang was so frightened that his anus tightened!
Not only did they fail to catch up with the Lamborghini in front, but the gap became wider and wider. By this time, the two cars had already left the busy city and headed towards the western suburbs of the city. It seemed that the Lamborghini in front was deliberately leading Peng Yihu to the suburbs.
There was already a layer of sweat on Peng Yihu's forehead. The pressure from the beautiful woman behind reminded him all the time that the road conditions were getting worse and worse. Peng Yihu did not dare to drive too fast, always hovering around a hundred yards, and if he did not exceed 100 yards tonight,
After seeing the Batmobile in front of us, we have to go to Heaven and Earth to find those...
Time slowly passed, and the location was getting further and further away from the city center, and the police car behind was getting further and further away. Zhou Yang next to him was really itchy. He grabbed Peng Yihu's right hand and quickly pulled it down with his left hand.
Emergency handbrake.
Knock... The sharp sound of tires scraping against the ground makes people feel trembling.
"Go away, let me do it, otherwise you won't be able to catch up with the guy in front of you at this speed all night!" Zhou Yang said as he opened the passenger door and left for the afternoon.
Seeing that Zhou Yang had already reached the cab door, and Peng Yihu had indeed exhausted his talents, he tried his best, but still couldn't catch up.
"Brother, can you not drive into the ditch?" Peng Yihu asked carefully.
"Come out quickly, stop talking nonsense, we will die together in the ditch. I don't want to die young!" Zhou Yang opened the car door and dragged Peng Yihu out.
After Zhou Yang sat in the cab, he closed his eyes and meditated for three seconds, then opened his eyes, pressed the handbrake, ignited the engine, refueled, and the car roared and rushed out.
Peng Yihu was sitting in the back row, closely leaning against the beauty. The beauty was obviously a little unhappy because he did not catch up with the car in front. He stared at Zhou Yang's back with a cold face, not knowing what to think.
This was Zhou Yang's second time driving such a luxury car after getting rid of the walking tractor. He was not excited at all. On the contrary, he was surprisingly calm.
Peng Yihu looked at the rising pointer on the stopwatch, and his heart started to rise. One hundred...one hundred two...one hundred five...one hundred eight...when he reached two hundred yards, the car shook violently.
He started to tremble, and at this time Zhou Yang also clearly saw the license plate of the Batmobile in front: Jiang a05944
"Try if you touch me?" Zhou Yang suddenly remembered a clip from a Hong Kong and Taiwan movie he watched when he was a child. The license plate of emotion has a profound meaning.
"Brother, slow down! The brakes won't be able to stop you!" Peng Yihu grabbed the arm of the beautiful woman next to him with one hand and stared nervously at the road ahead. If he hit a pebble, the car would lose balance and the three of them would lose their balance.
All will be played.
Zhou Yang laughed evilly, stretched out his hand to turn the DJ in the car to the maximum, and opened the left window. The wind blade blowing in quickly scraped Zhou Yang's face like a blade. At this moment, the blood in his body began to burn.
.
boom!
The Porsche roared again, and the speed reached its maximum speed. At 280 yards, the scenery outside had turned into a blur of black.
Peng Yihu's pupils suddenly shrank, and there was a huge sharp turn ahead. The Batmobile in front also turned on its brake lights and slowed down.
"Brake!" Peng Yihu shouted, and the beautiful woman next to him also covered her eyes and screamed loudly. Because she could clearly see the road that no longer existed in front of the car. She didn't know if it was a cliff or something, and it was pitch black.
Dong Dong, Dong Dong...
The whole world fell silent. Zhou Yang listened to his heartbeat. At this moment, it was as if he was on the way to hell. Everything was quiet.
Zhou Yang's eyes suddenly shot out a ray of light, and his hands reflexively turned the steering wheel to the extreme. He raised his right foot and stepped on the accelerator and brake. The car suddenly slowed down and turned sharply to the right.
Peng Yihu and the beautiful woman beside him were squeezed to the left rear door by the huge inertia. The beautiful woman's face was pressed against the car window. She looked at the boundless darkness outside in horror, as if waiting for death to come, but there was no
any thoughts.
Crunch...with a long braking sound, the Porsche finally stopped.
Zhou Yang looked at the Lamborghini in the rearview mirror, smiled slowly, lit a cigarette, and waved his hand outside.
The headlights of the Lamborghini behind suddenly flashed three times, then quickly backed away, flicked its tail, and quickly disappeared into the night.
"Huzi, where is this?" Zhou Yang was not interested in another showdown with the Batmobile. The short circuit just now had already consumed a lot of his energy.
It took Peng Yihu a while to come to his senses. He stretched out his hand and pinched the face of the beautiful woman next to him. The beautiful woman screamed in pain, and then he smiled: "That's great, he's not dead!"
Looking at the scenery outside the window, there were only dim street lights and almost no light from the houses around. Peng Yihu thought for a while and said: "Maybe it's the cement factory in the western suburbs. I don't know exactly. By the way, Brother Yang
, your skills are enough to compete in F1!"
"Your sister is so frightening that I'm so scared that I'm going to pee. Come on, please drive back. I'm already dead!" After Zhou Yang finished speaking, he moved directly to the passenger seat.
The Porsche was driving slowly, and Zhou Yang's stomach suddenly growled. Only then did he remember that he had not eaten dinner. So he asked Peng Yihu to find a place to raise his five internal organs first, and then go back to the dormitory to sleep.
At this time, the beautiful woman from behind possessed her, hugged Zhou Yang's neck, and said angrily: "Brother Yang, how about I accompany you tonight?"
Zhou Yang laughed and said, "Aren't you worried that your brother Huzi will be angry?"
Peng Yihu smiled awkwardly and secretly glanced at the beautiful woman behind him, as if to say: Don't do this, okay? At least give me some face!
When the beauty saw Peng Yihu's eyes, she snorted: "What are you looking at? Come to me when you have Brother Yang's skills, otherwise I won't moisturize your chrysanthemum even if it withers!"
Zhou Yang sweats like crazy! This girl is so tough, I guess only a tiger can handle it!
After arriving in the city center, Peng Yihu was stopped by the traffic police just after passing the first traffic light. It was no big problem, just a fine of several thousand yuan.
The three of them found a supper shop and had something to eat. Zhou Yang asked Peng Yihu to take him back to school. On the way, Zhou Yang suddenly remembered something and asked: "Huzi, I am going to attend a party tomorrow."
What do you want to wear to the dance?"
"Brother Yang, didn't you say you can't dance? Why did you go to the dance again?" Peng Yihu asked doubtfully, why did he feel that Brother Yang was becoming more and more mysterious?
Zhou Yang snorted and said with a smile: "Is that called dancing at the bar? Then you have convulsions, as if you were electrocuted... Tell me quickly, what kind of clothes do you want to buy? A suit or a dress?"
Peng Yihu laughed and laughed. It seems that Brother Yang attaches great importance to this dance. "Just call me two hours before you go to attend, and I will help you take care of it then!"
Peng Yihu turned to look at the beautiful woman behind him and asked with a smile: "Qianqian, how about we go dancing tomorrow too?"
The latter glared angrily and said angrily: "Jump, jump, jump, jump on you, I have to go to rehearsal tomorrow, I don't have time!"
After returning to the dormitory, Ma He and Tang Jin were discussing something, with lustful looks on their faces, and it was obvious that they didn't talk about anything good.
"Zhou Yang, you're back. Do you know there is a social dance at the Art Institute tomorrow night?" Ma He said with excitement.
Zhou Yang nodded: "I know, Xiaowei and I are going to attend tomorrow night, are you going too?"
Upon hearing that Zhou Yang was going to attend, Ma He immediately lowered his head and whispered: "Yes, we are going too, but we are lucky enough to be invited to be waiters..."
Tang Jin, who was next to him, didn't feel depressed at all. He adjusted his glasses and said, "I heard that Wu Anbo and Wang Yu would also attend. They were invited by beauties from the Art Academy in person. I really don't know how anyone could take a fancy to An Bo's tonnage.
"
When he heard that Wu Anbo and Wang Yu would also go, Zhou Yang raised his eyebrows and said with great anticipation: "Really? That's great. I was just looking for a chance to explain it to them!"
At night, Zhou Yang was lying on the bed when his cell phone rang suddenly. It was an unfamiliar number. Zhou Yang wondered who would call so late.
"Hey, who is it?"
"Me, you fat man!"
Hearing this voice, Zhou Yang was very happy, laughed and cursed: "Fat man, you are tired of living, aren't you?"
"Yangzi, the old man has agreed. I will go to Beijiang the day after tomorrow to buy equipment. Then you will have to serve your brother well!"
"Okay, I'll let you ### when the time comes!" Zhou Yang wanted to laugh when he thought of using the emperor's set meal in the world of heaven and earth on the fat man.