Riding a motorcycle is called ròu Baoti, riding a car is called Iron Baoti. Sitting in an RV and enjoying the pleasure of speed is a bit like a slight earthquake. Even wearing a seat belt is still uncomfortable. When people sit in it, it leans left and right.
Isn't the body tightened by the seat belt, as if someone suddenly pulled the clothes on the back while running, always staggering. [This chapter is updated for you by netizens]
The bald driver was obviously having fun. He discovered that the three Mercedes behind the crane were driven by car experts. He drove them for fifty kilometers without getting rid of them. For this bald man who prides himself on his superior driving skills,
It was a very humiliating thing to do. He was more energetic, but Xu Qing was in trouble while riding in the car.
Riding in an RV is a kind of enjoyment for others, but Xu Qing feels that riding in an RV is simply a form of suffering. He would rather ride a roller coaster, or even his sister's roller coaster.
"Brother, I can't get rid of it and I fell down. Can I get out of the car in a quieter place and cut off the tail?" Xu Qing's mouth was filled with the taste of sour water. He wanted to jump out of the car and hit the tail biter with his Zhengyang palm.
The three big cars went for overhaul, and then slapped the bald man driving the car all over the place with teeth missing.
The bald driver stared intently at the intersection in front of him, then he swung the steering wheel fiercely, ugh! The RV started to drift, its tires screeched against the ground, and then it screamed and rushed into the opposite lane in front of it with a whoosh.
A large container truck was about to enter the driveway less than a hundred meters away. The bald man stepped on the accelerator decisively and drove towards the container.
Three Mercedes-Benz followed closely behind and followed the wrong way. They would never give up easily. The RV accelerated in vain and crashed into the oncoming large container truck with a whistle. The fat white driver who was driving the car quickly braked.
At the moment of the collision, the RV made another sharp turn and drifted, turning into the left lane and speeding away.
The front of the container truck rushed forward two meters due to inertia. The fat driver, who was sweating profusely with shock, leaned half out of the window. He hit the rear of the RV with his right middle finger and cursed loudly: "Fake
Oil, shellfish…”
A black Mercedes Benz rushed towards me. It screeched strangely and stopped under the front of the container. There were two more cars behind it. The fat driver was angry. What happened today? He rushed in even though he was blind.
Going the wrong way, he once again raised his chubby middle finger condescendingly at the Mercedes-Benz, widened his eyes and shouted: "Fake... Bei..."
The following words were swallowed by the fat driver with a look of astonishment. The raised middle finger froze in the air, and the sweat on his forehead began to drip again, because half of the driver's seat was also exposed through the lowered window of the Mercedes-Benz.
He was a man in a black suit. The difference was that instead of giving him a middle finger and swearing, he pointed a pistol at his big head.
"Stupid pig, get out of the way!" He pointed a gun at the fat driver in a black suit and shouted loudly, trying to get the guy to back the car out. Unexpectedly, the fat driver stayed for two seconds, suddenly opened the door and jumped out with a roar.
The car screamed for help, twisting its three-hundred-pound body and escaping at a speed faster than any sprinter.
The car was gone, but the life was at stake. The fat driver ran away like this. The black suit stuck in the Mercedes-Benz window was dumbfounded. He had a gun in his hand but didn't dare to pull the trigger. He watched the fat driver disappear.
In sight.
When he suddenly woke up, got out of the car and climbed onto the front of the container as fast as he could to do something, something even weirder happened. The fat driver didn't forget to turn on the car key before escaping! The smokeless chase came to an end, and there was still a lot of trouble.
Within a minute, the screams of police sirens came from behind the Mercedes-Benz, and the people in black suits in the car had to smile bitterly and take out their IDs.
At this time, the poor bald driver in the Lincoln RV who had escaped from the pursuers was holding his head and begging for mercy. Xu Qing, who had just been frightened, went crazy and hit the bold driver ten times in a row on the head.
Brain collapse, and every time a big bulging bag pops up.
"Hmph! Don't think that I can't play if you hold your head. It's better to stick your head over and let me play a few more times. Otherwise, I would rather take a taxi and play you until you have a concussion..."
Xu Qing threatened the bald driver fiercely, and made a gesture of playing with his hands. He was so numb. This guy is so stupid. If he doesn't give him a profound lesson, he will be crippled by him sooner or later. Even the warriors of the earth realm can't stand it.
It was a car collision! Even though we didn’t hit it, I was so scared that my heart almost jumped out of my throat.
"Mr. Xu, Brother Xu, Uncle Xu... just let me go. I will definitely not dare next time..." The bald driver had ten more bags on his head, and his head seemed to explode. Just now
The ferocity in driving was completely lost because he encountered someone even more ruthless.
"What? There's a next time?" Xu Qing deliberately exclaimed, taking advantage of the opponent's daze to suddenly extend his finger to the bald head, boom! Another crispy flick.
"Ouch!" the bald driver screamed in pain. Now he fully understood the power of this young gambling king. It turned out that the gambling king's skill of playing brain-bang was the best in the world! But he was still a distinguished guest, so he would fight even if the fight started.
But!,
"Drive, don't act like such a coward, drive slowly, brother, take a nap for a while." Xu Qing was so stunned that he lost a lot of energy, so he simply looked for a foldable place in the car where he could sleep.
Lie down on the sofa and close your eyes to rest.
The driver could only drive the car cautiously and continue on the road, not daring to do any driving skills along the way. He drove the car steadily, for fear of offending this man and adding a new problem to his head.
The drive that originally only took half an hour ended up taking nearly an hour. The driver stopped the car at the entrance of the bar. Xu Qing immediately sat up from the sofa and whispered: "You stay in the car, I'm very worried."
Come back soon." After saying that, he opened the car door, jumped out of the car, and quickly walked into the bar door.
The lights in the bar were still dim, but when Xu Qing walked into the bar, he immediately saw Laura sitting at the bar, pouring herself a drink. Several people with powers pretending to be drinkers also saw Xu Qing and got up one after another.
To say hello, everyone politely called "boss" because they knew that this was a man who was about to become the king of the supernatural alliance.
While politely nodding to greet the superpowers, he quickly walked to Laura's side, used his feet to pull a stool, sat on it sideways, took out a bank card from his pocket and put it on the table.
Pushed in front of Laura.
"I'm going back to China tonight, and I will call the remaining money as soon as possible, just use this account!" Xu Qing took the wine bottle in front of Laura and blew into his mouth. The wine was sweet and spicy.
Sour lemon flavor.
Laura picked up the bank card and stuffed it directly into her chest, followed the example and grabbed the wine bottle and took a sip, and said leisurely: "Dear boss, do you like me?"