"You!" Zhu Xiaolu was furious. She was so annoyed now that her mind was a mess. The mine disaster was like a mountain pressing on her head. She couldn't breathe. The boy in front of her actually let her sit in front and accompany her arrogantly.

He chatted to relieve his boredom.

"Pay attention to the time, aren't you in a hurry to go back to Binhai?" Li Moyang pointed to the watch on his wrist.

"Bang!" The passenger door slammed shut, and Zhu Xiaolu sat down on the seat with a gloomy expression.

"Fasten your seat belt, I'm leaving!" Li Moyang continued to order domineeringly.

Zhu Xiaolu was speechless. She had no choice but to fasten her seat belt. The seat belt passed between the two peaks on her chest and hugged the two abrupt peaks tightly. Li Moyang glanced at it, his throat moved, and he swallowed a mouthful of saliva. He wished he could

It's that seat belt.

Zhu Xiaolu realized something was wrong. Li Moyang hadn't started the car yet, but he was staring at his chest and swallowing saliva.

The beauty almost went berserk. She was so upset tonight that she accidentally got into a pirate ship. I really don’t know how good this guy’s driving skills are. The distance from the imperial capital to Pingdu County in the coastal suburbs is nearly a thousand kilometers. Can we get there safely in one night?

Zhu Xiaolu had no way out at this time. Since she was on the pirate ship, she would go all the way to the end.

The civil service team is not easy to mess with. Even if you have the background, today's social network is so developed and the people are sharp-eyed. If the mining accident is really exposed, even if I am the father of the provincial party committee secretary, he will definitely be dismissed. Let's go.

The first step is to leave the imperial capital and get on the highway.

"Drive! Let's go!" Zhu Xiaolu slowly regained her composure and issued the order coldly.

"Yes, madam!" Li Moyang replied loudly.

Zhu Xiaolu was stunned by Li Moyang's incredible answer, and she smiled inexplicably. Although it was fleeting, the beauty at that moment was like a lotus blooming in summer, radiant and radiant. Li Moyang was stunned. It was so beautiful, so beautiful.

Oh, so holy, she is simply a goddess!

"Drive!" Zhu Xiaolu shouted angrily.

"yes!"

This time, Li Moyang didn't get distracted. The frivolous expression on his face disappeared in an instant, and he replaced it with a serious expression. He looked focused, started the Land Rover, stepped on the accelerator, and rushed out of the underground garage with a roar. Zhu Xiaolu suddenly felt a rush of energy.

A huge pushing feeling came, and the black Land Rover suddenly exerted force and galloped forward like a crazy beast. Only then did Zhu Xiaolu understand what Li Moyang said, "Get rid of that!" This guy had it.

One hand!

Li Moyang banged the horn excitedly. No wonder Song Siming said in the TV series Snail House: Land Rover is a car driven by men! Although this line may be suspected of advertising, only those who have driven this car have the most say. Land Rover is a good car.

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At twenty-two o'clock, the streets of the Imperial Capital were still brightly lit and busy with traffic. It seemed that there was a little southerly wind blowing in the middle of the night. The smog slowly disappeared. After all, it was night, and the road conditions were still good. Li Moyang controlled the speed of the car at 120 miles, and it was rolling.

Looking for a gap in the river of cars, the black Land Rover, like a black lightning, darts left and right in the red taillights.

Zhu Xiaolu touched the seat belt on her chest and secretly rejoiced that she was wearing a seat belt, otherwise the powerful centrifugal force would not have thrown her out of the car.

The Land Rover looked like it was about to hit the car in front of it. Li Moyang turned the steering wheel slightly and instantly moved to the empty space on the side of the car in front. He stepped on the accelerator again and accelerated instantly. He turned the steering wheel again and rushed in front of the car, driving quickly.

Li. The driver of the car was so shocked that he braked suddenly. The car behind him crashed into it, and a rear-end collision occurred.

The driver was so full of tears that he explained for a long time that a car was overtaking him. The driver behind him didn't believe it at all. Who was he kidding? Overtaking in such traffic is just asking for death.

Li Moyang didn't know this. Tonight, there were more than fifty rear-end collisions on the highway leading to the imperial capital, creating a new data. Even so, Zhu Xiaolu kept urging while screaming in panic:

"Hurry up, hurry up!"

Emma, ​​beautiful secretary, don’t you know that when men are excited, they dare not listen to the words “Hurry up, go faster?” This is simply exciting to the extreme. This is the rhythm of launching a rocket. Beautiful secretary, stop shouting.

If you shout again, brother, I will launch.

There were fewer and fewer vehicles. Li Moyang stepped on the accelerator, reaching a speed of 180 miles per hour, which was almost the speed limit on the road with cars. Zhu Xiaolu slowly stopped calling. A feeling of dizziness came over her, and she shouted again:

"Stop, stop quickly!"

Hey, this is the rhythm of vomiting. Very few people can maintain their appetite in this high-speed collision. There are very few people who don't vomit. Unfortunately, Zhu Xiaolu is not among them.

Li Moyang slowed down slowly and stopped by a bush on the roadside. Zhu Xiaolu pushed open the car door fiercely, and the mouthful of stuff she had been holding in her mouth spurted out like a machine gun. It was full of glory, my mother, the air.

There was a strong sour smell of gastric juice.

Li Moyang got out of the car and diligently handed over a bottle of mineral water. After hesitating for two seconds, he reached out and gently patted Zhu Xiaolu's back and stroked her back.

Zhu Xiaolu suddenly became alert. This was the first time in so many years that she had been slapped and touched by a man. Even her nominal boyfriend Zhao Xiaojun had never touched her once. This feeling made her dizzy again.

The stimulation of the man's big hands was more intense than the stimulation of motion sickness. Zhu Xiaolu didn't know why, but she suddenly felt hot all over. The man beside her who was patting her back made her feel a sense of security, a kind of fatherly warmth.

, Zhao Xiaojun had never given her this feeling.

Zhu Xiaolu's heart suddenly skipped a beat.

After drinking two mouthfuls of water and gargling her mouth, Zhu Xiaolu poured the water into the palm of her hand and gently wiped her face. Her spirits gradually improved: "Continue, let's hit the road!"

"yes, madam!"

Perhaps it was because his mood improved, or perhaps because he had adapted to high-speed driving, that Zhu Xiaolu did not vomit again during the rest of the trip.

There were not many small cars on the expressway out of Beijing. There were large trucks heading south in front and behind, with their headlights on and their long tractor-trailers tightly packed. They drove forward desperately, one after another. Li Moyang slowed down the car.

Stable at 180 mph, it instantly accelerated to a speed of 200 mph, constantly overtaking, and constantly overtaking. Large trucks were left behind. It seemed that the radar measuring speeding was flashing one after another tonight because of insufficient memory.

A few exploded.

In the days that followed, Du Baogang, who was in the imperial capital, received hundreds of overtaking tickets, and the fine reached an astonishing 40,000 yuan. Du Baogang was about to cry, but he secretly admired Li Moyang's driving skills, and he almost treated the Land Rover as a racing car.

This guy's driving skills are really good! Zhu Xiaolu stopped looking outside and quietly turned around to look at Li Moyang who was focused on driving.

This guy really didn't notice it. He is still a bit handsome, especially the way he focuses on driving. That smell is very attractive.

Li Moyang actually noticed that Zhu Xiaolu was quietly sizing him up. This guy immediately became energetic and pretended to be awesome. Who wouldn't? Li Moyang concentrated on driving, the corners of his mouth slowly tightened, and the steering wheel in his hand began to move slightly from side to side, and his feet were busy.

Viewed from the side, it looks like a blazing windmill god.

Zhu Xiaolu was stunned and obsessed. Men who focus on doing things are really interesting. Now there are no messy things in her mind. The Shenma mine disaster has also been left behind, and her eyes are full of Li Moyang's coolness.

silhouette.

Pretending is bound to cause trouble. There was a car accident ahead and there was a serious traffic jam on the highway. Li Moyang stopped pretending and slowly stopped the car.

"Wait for me for a while!" After Li Moyang said that, he jumped out of the car and ran fifty meters to see the scene. A crowd of people had already gathered there. Long-distance bus drivers kept shouting and cursing on the roadside. The traffic police hadn't arrived yet, and a car

The Japanese car got into the back of a large truck, and the front of the car was smashed. There were blood and debris everywhere on the ground. A man and a woman in the car had been deformed and were dead. The white airbag that exploded was covered with red blood.

white.

Large trucks generally drive at a speed of 80 mph. If a Japanese car wants to overtake, it must drive at a speed of 100 mph. Isn’t this life-threatening? Haha, it’s so miserable. Why buy a Japanese car? I don’t know that this is a suicide car.

? Besides, if you don’t have the driving skills, don’t drive so fast!

Rest in peace. Li Moyang prayed silently for two seconds and ran back to the Land Rover.

Zhu Xiaolu asked anxiously: "How is it? When will it be opened to traffic?"

"Hehe, it's been quite rough tonight. Let's take a nap in the car. We'll probably be able to get around again when it gets dark."

"Ah?" Zhu Xiaolu's mood, which had just improved, suddenly fell into a deep valley, her face turned pale, and her mood was extremely bad. Is this life? Many people, even their fathers, have advised themselves not to engage in politics. Is it really true that they should not be involved in politics?

Are these people right?

I! Not! Willing! Heart!

Li Moyang lit a cigarette and said quietly: "Today I took a taxi in the imperial capital and met a driver. You know he said something that made me very emotional. Do you want to know what it was?"

"Only a ghost wants to know!" Zhu Xiaolu said angrily.

"The master said: Hey, people, life is so tiring. It's a day to cry, a day to laugh, a day to be sad, and a day to be happy, so why not choose a way that makes you most comfortable?

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Zhu Xiaolu was stunned for two seconds, nodded involuntarily, and slowly relaxed her brows. She also thought about it, maybe this is fate, and she is not destined to enter politics, so she might as well let nature take its course...

Li Moyang glanced around. Behind the Land Rover was a BMW

"A Tangshan dialect.

Damn it, I'm going to give birth to a baby soon. What kind of trouble are you going to make when you go out to run on the highway? We can't help you with the birth of a baby, Uncle Tangshan!

Li Moyang glanced to the side of the highway. Outside the guardrail was a 45-degree slope. Below the slope was a ditch. Under the street lights at night, it looked like there was no water in the ditch. It was covered with grass. Beyond it was a protective forest. Between the ditch and the protective forest was a
Chapter completed!