Outside Changchun, on the edge of the national highway about three kilometers,
At around 11 o'clock in the middle of the night, Guo Zhiliang drove Laoxian's Land Rover Evoque and passed by here.
Logically speaking, we should have arrived earlier if we drove faster, but He Zaizai had no choice but to take the national highway, saying that he wanted to see the colorful restaurants mentioned by long-distance drivers.
But after traveling all the way, the roadside is not only the wilderness, but also the edge of the countryside. It is rare to see the various colorful restaurants on the roadside before 2005. To put it bluntly, they are gun houses.
With the development of society and the gradual opening of expressways, those who travel on national highways are all short-distance, while long-distance trucks all use the expressways in order to rush for time. Therefore, many such hotels no longer exist. If they still exist, they are On the edge of the highway intersection, there will be one or two sporadically.
But no matter how difficult the conditions are, He Zai Zai is still He Zai Zai. If he doesn’t have the chance to create opportunities, he will still do it.
On the roadside, he came across a restaurant with a prostitute. It took him ten minutes to enter, but he suddenly made a sudden statement. According to the witness at the scene, Guo Zhiliang, He Zaizai spent a huge sum of 70 yuan on one of the prostitutes. He must have at least one this year. Ladies aged forty-five and up,
From then on, He Zaizi Road No., a dog-walker and prostitute in Northeast China, would give money if he had money, but if he didn't have money, he would shout, "Ban Ben, pay me for her,"
Along the way, we teased He Zaizai and were about to enter Changchun.
In the car, I was drowsy, yawning, and said casually: "Xiao Liang, drive quickly, there will be something else tomorrow."
"Oh la,"
Guo Zhiliang replied, "Come on, you must speed up."
"Buzz buzz,"
At this moment, in a factory on the edge of the national highway, the car lights were flashing and people were buzzing. It is no exaggeration to say that the harsh sound of the motor could be heard two kilometers away.
"Fuck, what's going on?"
Guo Zhiliang was stunned,
"Squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak,"
On the cement floor at the factory gate in the distance, a burst of white smoke burst out, followed by the sharp sound of tires rolling on the ground. Before Guo Zhiliang could react,
"Weng, buzzing,"
"Whoosh,"
A Mustang GT500 started roaring, the body of the car paused twice visibly, it reached 100 speeds in four seconds, and it cut in sideways.
Guo Zhiliang's driving skills can also handle difficult transportation vehicles such as three wheels. The reason why he is allowed to drive is to let him touch the car more and become familiar with it.
Therefore, as soon as the opponent came over, he became a little panicked. He turned off the rudder and rushed straight into the trench. If he didn't hide, the opponent's wild horse wouldn't panic. But this move made it worse.
"Hold,"
The eldest prince was sitting in the passenger seat and stretched out his hand to pull the steering wheel.
"Squeak,"
The Mustang jumped onto the national highway. The driver swerved and tried to straighten the front of the car. However, due to the too fast starting speed and the handling of the Mustang, it has never been favored by sports car fans because his steering wheel was very floating. Therefore, the car The buttocks were pushed out directly,
"bump,"
The Land Rover shuddered and its tires skidded on the ground before it came to an awkward stop on the edge of the national highway.
"Huhu,"
Guo Zhiliang's face turned green with fright. He sat in the driver's seat for a long time without regaining consciousness.
"Boom, boom, boom,"
In the factory yard, seven or eight sports cars sprang out. There were two Mustangs, and there were also cars of other brands. For example, entry-level sports cars such as the Hornet were also colorful and drove onto the national highway.
But the car in the lead is quite rare in the Northeast. It is the Japanese God of War GTR. The low-end version of this car costs more than 1.3 million, but this car has obviously been modified. I won’t talk about the appearance, because of those things It's not very valuable, but just those four exhaust pipes cost more than 17,000 each.
"What the fuck, you seem to be dying,"
Guo Zhiliang reacted and became furious. He was driving normally, but the other party must have been driving illegally, and he almost fell into a ditch. How could he keep the community tyrant from being angry?
"Hula la,"
The man in the gtr also got out of the car and came over with his friends. These people had cameras on the front of the car, and there were many girls. They all carried lighting stands, DV and other shooting equipment.
"You idiot, you have cancer,"
After Guo Zhiliang got out of the car, he touched his bald head, pulled out the driver of the Mustang, strangled his neck, and tried to shake his fists.
But unexpectedly, the person he grabbed with his hand was not a young man in his twenties, but a middle-aged man who was at least thirty years old.
"Brother, if you have something to say, don't do anything."
The man who walked out of the GTR was also about thirty years old. He was quite fair and wearing a thick racing suit. He stopped him with words.
"Put your paws off,"
The owners of several other cars have very hot tempers and will take action when they come up.
Guo Zhiliang got into a fight with several people. When he was caught off guard, he was punched several times in the back of the head.
"Fuck,"
As soon as He Zaizi saw Guo Zhiliang hit him twice, he went down with a swinging stick. Dapen, a tall man, stepped out of the car and ran over there.
As he watched, the two gangs were about to pinch each other.
"Small light,"
I observed the opponent's formation, frowned and shouted, then got out of the car and asked the middle-aged man driving: "You are playing with cars,"
"Ah, take two pictures,"
He nodded,
"Get some money,"
I shouted without hesitation,
"Okay, I see your bumper is broken, so ten thousand is about enough,"
The middle-aged man is also willing to go private, because in his eyes, calling the insurance company is not a big deal.
"Xiao Liang, take the money and let's go,"
I turned around and got in the car,
"Sooner or later you will drive someone to death,"
Guo Zhiliang has a rather impatient personality. In addition, he was punched twice in the head and was feeling angry. So when he received the money, he cursed at the Mustang driver again,
"What the fuck. You really can't tell the difference between a big king and a big king. Why don't you scold me again?" The Mustang driver turned around and pulled out a baseball bat in the car.
"Do you understand? Let's go," I frowned and shouted to Guo Zhiliang again,
"Hold,"
Guo Zhiliang cursed, took the money and returned to the car.
A small incident caused by a scratch seemed to end just like that.
in the car,
"These guys are just trying to die. They are over 30 years old and still fucking play sports cars. They are all nouveau riche."
Guo Zhiliang opened his mouth angrily and cursed,
"I'm new here, behave yourself,"
I sat in the back seat and frowned and said,
"," Guo Zhiliang curled his lips and said nothing.
"That GTR is really awesome. Although it is not a top-class car, it is quite rare in the Northeast. I think I saw two of them when I got married in Haiquan."
The eldest prince interjected,
"You don't know anything about cars. That naked GTR only costs over 100 people, but his car has over 100 people and you can't get off it," He Zaizai explained in a professional manner because he was willing to study running.
"Since you want the car to have better performance, why not buy a more expensive one," Dapen asked puzzledly.
"GTR is the belief of many people, you don't understand," He Zaizai said enigmatically,
Entering the new century, there are basically no drag racing in the Northeast, including the whole country. If there are, it is definitely due to the poison of TV series, movies, and novels.
Because the road safety laws in our country are getting stricter day by day, those who are really rich and want to race cars pay great attention to their own image. Even if they really have some bad habits, they must at least put on a disguise. If they scratch their hands, They will contact the shipping company, transport the car to a regular track, and then race it, because they think that racing on the road is very slow.
And those who are relatively petty bourgeoisie and have some money in their hands, but only those who can afford entry-level cars, do not dare to drive stupidly on the highway at night, because they do not have the capital, unless they drink too much or smoke too much , things like crazy driving on the highway will happen. At most, I can just play casually, find an open space, practice drifting, and try events such as 100-kilometer speed start.
That night,
After we arrived in Changchun, we stayed at a five-star hotel. Early the next morning, I received a call. The person there, claiming to be a friend of a wealthy friend, wanted to have a chat with me and take a look at the location of the ocean.