"What are you doing here?" Wang Zheng could faintly feel that Zhang Yafeng didn't have much malice, or that her thoughts had been well hidden.

"Can I give it a try?" Zhang Yafeng said with a smile. She had to say that her chat with Wang Zheng tonight made her feel in a good mood, which was a little different from what she had originally imagined.

Of course, since a woman with Zhang Yafeng's mind dares to take Wang Zheng out alone, she is not afraid that he will have any bad thoughts towards her. However, Wang Zheng's words tonight made this woman's impression of him worse.

Some changes.

"No, unless you like the feeling of being alone with a man in the middle of the night." Wang Zheng said with a smile: "Otherwise you wouldn't waste time like this."

Zhang Yafeng's eyes reflected the starlight in the sky: "I don't mean anything else. In fact, your analysis just now is quite accurate. I guess you are not saying this without any evidence."

"You're right." Wang Zheng smiled and nodded. Zhang Yafeng was indeed too smart: "Look at this photo."

Wang Zheng handed over the mobile phone in his hand, and Zhang Yafeng glanced at it. It was a woman wearing a tight-fitting cycling suit, a windshield and a riding helmet, feeding pigeons in a small square. Around her, there were people

A flock of snow-white doves.

I have to say that this photo was taken very well and looks very touching.

"You can make so many judgments about me based on this photo?" Zhang Yafeng said: "This is too hasty."

In fact, Zhang Yafeng herself was a little surprised. She didn't know that someone could capture herself feeding pigeons. Of course, she didn't ask where the photo came from. She already guessed it**

Bu Li Shi, He Yan is Wang Zheng's good friend and controls the country's top-secret unit. It is really easy to take such a photo.

"This photo was not taken by He Yan." As if he had seen through what Zhang Yafeng was thinking, Wang Zheng explained: "This is a photo posted on a mainstream photography website in the United States. A photographer was originally taking pictures of pigeons, but it turned out that

But you broke into his lens, and the photo later won third place in the American Annual Photography Contest."

A trace of surprise flashed across Zhang Yafeng's face: "Really? I don't know yet. You will send this photo to me later. I have to keep it well."

Women all like to take pictures, and men are no exception. Of course, the premise is that they must be in the camera.

"Actually, you are very kind deep in your heart. There is no need to go back to Fuzhou and go through this muddy water." Wang Zheng put away his phone and said.

This photo was indeed passed on to him by He Yan. Only by knowing yourself and your enemy can you survive a hundred battles. Wang Zheng naturally understood this.

"I have to come." Zhang Yafeng said, "This is my home."

"It's just a home in name only." Wang Zheng curled his lips and sneered.

"That's home too." Zhang Yafeng turned around and said stubbornly. Undoubtedly, this sentence showed her attitude.

She would never stand aside and watch the Zhang family continue to fall apart at the hands of Wang Zheng.

When Wang Zheng heard this, he didn't say anything more. He just said lightly: "Your strength is not enough."

"Regardless of success or failure, you have to try."

Zhang Yafeng's car drove on the main winding mountain road for another half an hour. At a fork in the road, it turned and drove onto a narrow mountain road that could barely accommodate two vehicles.

"I feel danger." The mountain wind became stronger and stronger, Wang Zheng said with squinted eyes.

"Danger?" Zhang Yafeng said provocatively: "Then you can get off the car."

"No, I want to see what methods you will use to deal with me." Wang Zheng narrowed his eyes slightly. If he got out of the car at this time, it would undoubtedly mean that he was the first to admit defeat.

"Don't always think of people so bad." Zhang Yafeng said with a smile.

It's strange to say that Wang Zheng and Zhang Yafeng should be considered to have an ever-lasting hostility, but after their first meeting, Zhang Yafeng not only had no hatred for Wang Zheng, but also had a very happy and interesting conversation.

**, there is no barrier like strangers meeting each other. This feeling has not appeared in Zhang Yafeng for many years.

"Have you heard of the Bo'an Mountain Circuit?" Zhang Yafeng asked.

"Have you never heard of Fuzhou? I don't know much about this place."

"Not only Fuzhou, but also the two southeastern provinces, it is a paradise for young people who like to play with cars." Zhang Yafeng had a look of memory in his eyes.

"The place you have been going to once a week since you were in high school is the Bai'an Mountain Circuit?" Wang Zheng asked in surprise.

"Yeah, counting now, I haven't been there for several years. I almost can't even recognize the road. I don't know if there are any changes there now."

"You want to take me to race cars?" Wang Zheng said with a strange expression.

"What? Isn't it possible?" Zhang Yafeng said with a smile: "My driving skills are rarely matched by opponents."

"It's not impossible, it's just that I didn't expect you to do such a crazy thing." Wang Zheng said thoughtfully: "Looking at the condition of this mountain road, it is estimated that the condition of the Bai'an Mountain track will be even more dangerous. If you are not careful,

If you fall off the cliff, you will be doomed. I don't think you are a person who does not cherish life."

"Actually, the roads there have guardrails, but due to the high speed, one or two unlucky guys will hit the guardrails and fly down every year." After a pause, Zhang Yafeng continued: "It's probably very climate there now.

, after all, it has been operating secretly for so many years, and this is already the most famous underground racing venue in the southeast."

"You make me feel like a different person." Wang Zheng shook his head.

"In modern society, drag racing is also a common problem among many urban white-collar workers. After working hard during the day, venting begins after work. They often feel like a different person at night. Under the dual pressure of life and work, happiness

Urbanites whose index is getting lower and lower urgently need an environment to vent." Zhang Yafeng said: "And this Bai'an Mountain track is undoubtedly an excellent place to vent, and it becomes extremely popular on weekends."

Zhang Yafeng has been much more independent than other children of the same age since she was a child. Because her mother passed away early, her father was too busy at work and had little time to take care of herself. She also had little communication with her younger siblings. She has been living alone almost since she was a girl. She feels depressed in her heart.

There is often no place to talk about depression.

Later, she fell in love with this exciting and venting game. Whenever she raised the speed to the highest speed, felt the strong wind blowing against her face, and looked at the continuous light and shadow outside the window, all Zhang Yafeng's stress and unhappiness would be swept away.

And the light is filled with power again.
Chapter completed!