Chapter 1193 The drag racing skills that make Zhang Cheng also fear
"That's what you just said." Lin Ziman gritted her teeth, her expression showing a rare blush.
"I didn't say anything just now." Zhang Cheng looked confused. What happened to her?
"You are trying to trick me on purpose, bastard, go to hell, you philandering carrot."
Lin Ziman was very angry and cursed loudly. She thought Zhang Cheng must have tricked her. She fell into her trap, and she became angry with shame.
"What did I do?" Zhang Cheng was still confused. He looked at Bai Xiaotian and asked, "Old Bai, what's going on?"
"You have to deal with the evil you have done yourself." Bai Xiaotian looked unhappy and was in a very bad mood. This bastard wants all the sisters. Are you worthy of Zihan? Zihan's last wish was to ask you to take care of her, but he did not ask you to take care of her.
Taking care of personal feelings.
After listening to Bai Xiaotian's words, Zhang Cheng became even more confused.
What and what?
What Zhang Cheng didn't expect was that this habitual slip of the tongue would later lead to so many misunderstandings and troubles. Of course, this is something to say later.
"Auntie, I was wrong, don't hit me."
"sorry!"
"Yellow Caterpillar, you still dare to find someone to teach me a lesson. Look at my power, explode! My ultimate secret and peerless martial arts!"
"Ouch!"
A scream of agony resounded through the top of the mountain. The people around him couldn't help but hit their crotches, and there was a shudder on their backs.
After performing his peerless martial arts, Lin Ziman seemed to have vented his anger and strode towards the car, "Let's go, let's race on the road."
Seeing this magnificent explosion, Zhang Cheng felt a little pity for Huang Mao, and then they all got in the car.
Two Mercedes-Benz sports cars were driving down the mountain one behind the other.
After they left, others dared to come up one after another.
"Brother Hao, how are you?"
"It doesn't matter!"
"Send to the hospital quickly."
"Let's call the police."
Everyone was talking.
"Get out of here!" Fang Hao, whose head was covered with blood, was extremely ferocious, and his eyes were full of violence and hatred, and he shouted sternly.
Seeing Brother Hao like this, everyone was heartbroken and walked away one after another. Obviously, Fang Hao was in a rage at this time, and there would be no good consequences if he touched his brow.
"Master, how are you?"
The tall man who had just attacked Lin Ziman slowly climbed up from the ground holding his broken arm. He endured the severe pain and asked Fang Hao.
"I can't die yet." Fang Hao's face was horribly gloomy.
"It's all my fault. As your personal bodyguard, I failed to protect you." He looked ashamed.
"No, Uncle Wu, you are not wrong in this matter. You tried your best. The opponent is very strong, and even with your strength, you are vulnerable. It means that even if you two are not the opponent's opponent." Fang Hao did not blame him,
He could see that Zhang Cheng was far stronger than Uncle Wu. Otherwise, Zhang Cheng would not have his arm broken in an instant without any resistance, which meant that the two sides were not at the same level at all.
"Let's call the police. They have guns in their hands, and the police will deal with them." Uncle Wu suggested.
"No, our family is in this business. If we call the police, the police may find us." Fang Hao shook his head.
"Then can we bear this tone? I can't swallow it."
Uncle Wu's eyes flashed with hatred and cruelty, and he said unwillingly.
"Of course not. Of course this revenge must be avenged! Uncle Wu, I have a good idea, you listen to me." Fang Hao said in a low voice.
"What's the idea?"
Uncle Wu's eyes lit up, he came closer and asked.
Unexpectedly, Fang Hao suddenly reached into his pocket. Uncle Wu was startled, and then his expression changed, "Master, what do you want to do?"
"Just watch me. I want them all to die!" Fang Hao took out a gun from Uncle Wu's pocket, turned around and ran away, getting into a red Ferrari parked on the roadside.
"Master!"
Uncle Wu came after him, very anxious, but he could only watch as the red Ferrari started up and chased down the mountain like lightning.
At the bottom of the mountain, it was pitch dark, with only street lights and cars passing by.
Anyone who has driven a car knows that driving at night, especially mountain roads at night, is the scariest thing. And racing on a mountain road at night, with the roar of the engine roaring on the mountain road, is even more terrifying.
If you are not careful, it will result in a car crash and death. Many people died on this mountain road.
But think about it the other way around, that’s exciting!
At this moment, Lin Ziman, who was driving a Mercedes-Benz sports car, was pursuing excitement.
"This is basically the skill of driving a bumper car!"
In the co-pilot, Zhang Cheng, who killed people without even blinking, looked pale. He was so nervous that his buttocks were clenched, and he was sweating so hard that his clothes were about to get wet.
"Shut up! You are affecting my driving skills!" Lin Ziman angrily shouted while driving.
At this moment, there was a sharp turn ahead. Lin Ziman stepped on the accelerator, controlled the steering wheel, and made a Lin-style drift through the turn.
When turning the corner, the car seemed to be running wildly on the gravel road, and his whole body was shaking. Zhang Cheng held on to the car door tightly, feeling that if there were no car doors, he would be thrown out.
He swore that this was the scariest drift he had ever seen. Even a three-year-old child's bumper car skills were just like that.
Or maybe you learned your drift by playing with bumper cars.
"What kind of expression do you have? It's like a woman encountering a masked robber at night." Lin Ziman originally wanted to feel proud, but she didn't know that Zhang Cheng showed the kind of expression that he would survive after a robbery, and he suddenly said angrily.
"Compared with this, I really hope to meet a masked robber at night. It would be so happy." Zhang Cheng said honestly.
"You bastard, get out of here! Who asked you to ride in my car?" Lin Ziman roared angrily.
"I don't worry about you. Sure enough, my worries are not unnecessary. With your driving skills, you still dare to play sports cars, so you should continue to drive your Accord. If you drive this sports car, that is the lethality of a tank. I
We are already mourning for the insurance company." Zhang Cheng did not mean to hurt her, but hoped that she would recognize the facts. It would be too dangerous to continue.
Lin Ziman originally thought that Zhang Cheng was playing tricks on her because of the detail just now, and was very angry. Now Zhang Cheng said that her driving skills were poor, and Lin Ziman was completely shocked: "It's a joke, my driving skills are top-notch in the world. Even Xiao Xiao
Baidu said that I have good driving skills, but you are jealous, that’s why you say that my sports car is as lethal as a tank. Get out of here! Get out of the car!”
"That's Xiaobai accommodating you. If you don't believe it, you will know after watching Xiaobai later."
Xiaobai was following behind in another Mercedes-Benz, and Lin Ziman could see his lights in the rearview mirror.
I don’t believe that idiot Xiaobai is better at driving than me. After hearing Zhang Cheng’s words, Lin Ziman felt dissatisfied and slowed down, allowing Xiaobai to overtake him and come to the front.