The taxis in Jiangbei City all use Santana, Jetta, and Fukang. There are not a few people who buy them as work cars and private cars, especially the white Fukang, which is almost everywhere on the streets in Jiangbei City. One car like this is not suitable for the market.
How could Yinlong's lungs not explode with anger because his broken car dared to come and challenge the majestic Porsche?
He had already drank a dozen Carlsberg Silver Dragons in the bar just now. The strength of the wine and his stubborn temper came together. He couldn't believe that a Porsche** Oxster worth more than 700,000 yuan could not compete with a Fujian worth 60,000 yuan! The reason he lost just now was because
I underestimated the enemy, and there was still a burden on the car. Now that the burden has been kicked out, I can show off my glory.
The window of the other party's car was tightly closed and he couldn't see the driver's face clearly, but Yinlong could guess that there was an extremely arrogant face behind the glass, mocking him. This made Yinlong, who had never been angry since childhood, get extremely irritable and slam on the accelerator.
There was a loud noise in the mountains and two cars sped out one behind the other.
To be honest, Fukang is a good car. It is a replica of Citroën's flagship model zx in the 1980s. It has a rear-wheel follow-up steering structure and a drag coefficient of only 0.315. It has excellent cornering and high driving performance, but Fukang is Fukang after all, no matter how good the condition is.
There is no way it can be a rival to Porsche, especially at the start of the race, Porsche can throw Fukang out of the sky in one fell swoop.
But no matter how good a car is, it must be driven by a good driver before it can play its role for ordinary people. A Porsche may not be able to drive as well as Schumacher's Fukang, especially on winding mountain roads with many sharp turns and in the dark night.
If you are careful, you will fall into the abyss.
Yinlong's driving skills are not that good. His specialty is just prodigality. Even his methods of picking up girls are simple and crude. If it doesn't work, he just throws money at you. If it doesn't work, he will force him to do it. This kind of spending money on sports cars is just to show off. He is very ostentatious in picking up girls.
It's enough to be cool, so why bother practicing your driving skills?
But after all, Yinlong drives a Porsche. Although it is the cheapest Porsche, it is also a Porsche. With nearly 800,000 yuan sitting on his butt, he is naturally very courageous.
A thrilling competition began. Two cars, one red and one white, competed wildly on the winding mountain road. You chased me. Because there were too many corners, the Porsche fell behind Fukang. Every time when recording directly, the Silver Dragon caught up with the accelerator, but
When he encountered a curve, he had to slow down. At this time, Fukang caught up with him in an extremely arrogant manner. He drifted cleanly around the corner and left the Porsche behind. The angry Silver Dragon slammed the steering wheel and cursed.
Late at night, it was quiet on the winding mountain road, and everything was pitch black. Only the bright car lights illuminated the asphalt road. Silver Dragon kept falling behind and became furious. When he was approaching the top of the mountain, he finally couldn't hold back and stepped on the accelerator to catch up. He also thought about it when he approached the bend.
While drifting, a puddle of black oil stains suddenly appeared on the road, which was shocking! Yinlong subconsciously turned the steering wheel and stepped on the brakes, but it was already too late.
Driven by the Porsche **oxster 2.9 displacement engine, this red sports car took a sharp turn at a speed of 160 kilometers and encountered a puddle of oil on the ground. Those a**s, e**d, asr
, esp is completely useless, even if the gods come down to earth, they can't save him.
The Porsche roared like a wild bull, broke through the highway guardrail, and rushed towards the deep and dark valley with thunderous momentum without hesitation. The moment the car flew into the air, all the alcohol in Yinlong's mind turned into cold sweat from the pores on his body.
Surging out, he finally woke up and found that he was falling hastily as the car fell. Only a shrill scream broke through the silent night sky.
"Ah~~~~~~~~~~~~~Bang! Boom~~" The Porsche fell on the gravel beach at the foot of the mountain. It must have had a broken oil line and encountered something. The sparks suddenly turned into a ball of raging fire and lit half of the sky red.
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On the winding mountain road, Bai Fukang suddenly stopped and the car window slowly lowered, revealing a stern face. The flames reflected his angry face, and the hatred in his deep eyes gradually faded away.
At the bottom of the mountain, a long queue of car lights was approaching Yinlong. Friends and friends rushed over and Fukang raised the car window and drove away.
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When Yinlong's friends arrived, they were frightened to see that the Porsche had turned into a raging fire. None of these dudes dared to go up and use a fire extinguisher to put out the fire. They just held the phone and called their parents, mothers, uncles and elder brothers crying for help.
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Not long after, the traffic police and the police arrived, but it was too late. The Porsche had burned out and the person in the driver's seat turned into a pitch-black charred corpse. Only then did Yinlong's mother arrive in a black BMW 74o to see her son.
In such a tragic situation, he suddenly sat down on the ground and then stood up again and rushed towards the traffic policeman who was surveying and taking photos. He started beating and twisting wildly, and the policeman yelled hysterically: "Give me back my son!"
The policeman next to me quickly came over to explain that it was a traffic accident. How could you blame the police? The woman said fiercely: "My son is driving so dangerously all day long and you police officers don't care! You are derelict in your duties! It was you who killed my son! I want to
I sue you and let you all take off your clothes!"
The traffic policemen looked at each other. This logic is too strong, right? Yinlong is a registered bad boy in the traffic police team. His violation record is simply overwhelming. If you really want to talk about it, your driver's license has been revoked thousands of times. But there are ways, let alone violations.
It doesn't matter if you get drunk and kill someone. What happened now is the result of the pampering of you parents and it has something to do with our traffic police.
But the police didn't dare to say anything. This girl drove a BMW 74o and she couldn't be offended.
Suddenly a policeman shouted out that he had found an unconscious woman on the roadside with scratches all over her body and her leopard skin skirt was torn, so she hurriedly carried her to an ambulance for emergency treatment.
The traffic police conducted a little investigation along the winding mountain road and finally found traces of the Porsche running out of the road guardrail on the top of the mountain. The curve was very steep and the braking distance seemed to be relatively short. There was also a pool of oil on the ground. The traffic police all smacked their tongues as they played in such road conditions.
Isn't drifting looking for death? Does this kid think that driving a Porsche means he will become Schumacher?
Not long after, Yinlong's father also arrived in a Cayenne. The middle-aged fat man was relatively calm and asked who the gang of dandy boys were racing with his son. No one said anything for a long time before someone said that we were all behind and no one was racing with him.
The middle-aged fat man kept silent for a long time with a dark face. Then he picked up his mobile phone and made a call, stirring up everyone who could move. The leader of the traffic police detachment, the captain of the brigade, the insurance company, and a large group of subordinates. The road was full of people and cars. People from the TV station.
He also came to join in: to clean up the excitement, but was kicked out on the spot.
The leopard-skinned girl is the only witness as to whether Yinlong was racing with others, but she is already in a deep coma and can only be questioned after she is out of danger. Now the only option is to further investigate the road and remove the car wreckage and the remains of the victims.
The commotion continued until 5 a.m., when the traffic police tow truck pulled the wreckage of the Porsche away from the scene. A traffic policeman next to him suddenly muttered: "Isn't this the area where the janitor was killed some time ago?"
Isn't that right? The scene where the Porsche crashed and burned was less than 100 meters away from the scene where the cleaner named Zhang died.
Everyone was silent for a while. Retribution came so quickly that it was hard to believe.
"Well, I told you last time that people who do evil things like this will be punished one day." An old traffic policeman with gray temples said with emotion.
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The next night, the leopard-skin girl woke up and described the situation to the traffic police, police and Yinlong's family.
"Yinlong and I drove to the bottom of the mountain. Suddenly, a white taxi appeared and kicked the accelerator to race with us. Yinlong was angry, but he raced with it, but he didn't race... He kicked me
I don’t know what happened after I got off the bus.”
"You're talking nonsense, you little bastard, and you dare to frame my son. I'll fight you!" Yinlong's mother, a tough woman, bared her teeth and pounced on her, scaring the leopard-skinned girl into crying. The police hurriedly grabbed her.
"Fukang? Are you sure?" the captain of the traffic police accident brigade asked with a frown. Everyone else looked puzzled. This is too outrageous. Who would believe that Fukang destroyed the Porsche?
"Well, it's Fukang, the kind of hatchback that's similar to the taxis on the street." The leopard-skinned girl said uneasily that she had survived the catastrophe, and her fear naturally showed on her face.
"Then can you see the license plate clearly?" the captain asked.
"No."
The captain of the accident brigade took out a picture album from his bag, opened it, pointed at an old-fashioned white hatchback inside, and said, "Remember carefully whether it is this kind of car?"
The leopard-skinned girl was even more confused. She was originally a car illiteracy and only knew a few brands such as BMW, Mercedes-Benz and Porsche. She didn’t know the specific models at all. She also drank a lot of wine that night and was so excited when racing. She clearly remembered the car and the hatchback in the album.
Fukang was also closer to her. She shook her head and nodded in confusion.
The captain put away the picture album and said confidently: "I judged correctly that it is not Fukang but ae86."
"But!" someone next to me said, "Let alone our Jiangbei City, there is no ae86 in the whole province."
The person who everyone turned around to talk to was a dashing female police officer with a police badge on her front. She was from the Criminal Department.
"What do you mean, Xiao Hu?" The captain of the accident team quite respected the policewoman.
Hu Rong sat down by the bed and stared into the eyes of the leopard-skin girl and asked, "Let me ask you where you came out that night?"
"1912"
"Have you been drinking?"
"Didn't you drink much?"
"Answer me if I drank, I drank. If I didn't drink, I didn't drink!"
"Drink..."
"**No?"
"What medicine?" The leopard-skin girl was obviously starting to get scared.
"Don't pretend you understand what I mean!" The female voice sounded stern.