This is a wide intersection.

The red light on the traffic light sign ahead is still bright, and there are still 26 seconds before it switches to green.

Inside Fang Feiyang's Santana, two beauties, Hua Qiujing and Su Yazhi, were still chattering about where to go to sing. Fang Feiyang also turned on the car audio system and chose a song with a brisk rhythm called "Meteor" to play.

The Honda off-road vehicle suddenly jumped up in the right lane and stepped on the accelerator provocatively, its body eager to stop at the stop line.

"Woo buzz...Woo buzz..."

This was the first time Fang Feiyang encountered such a posture since he started driving.

He turned his head and glanced at the white Honda CRV parked on their right. He couldn't figure out what was wrong with this off-road vehicle. If he wanted to find someone to fight for speed, he shouldn't choose his Santana! Could it be that the other party saw his car?

Is it a modified car?

Fang Feiyang snorted coldly and ignored it. He looked at the traffic light sign ahead. The light was going to turn green in ten seconds.

Zhang Paoshan, who was sitting in the passenger seat, was unhappy at this time. He was on the right side, close to the CRV next to him. Zhang Paoshan lowered the window, stretched out his head and shouted at the CRV:

"Hey, buddy, you're not on drugs. What are you talking about? It's a broken Japanese car. What are you showing off to?..."

The white CRV had a dark concealment film on the side glass, so it was not clear from the outside what the driver looked like inside. The other party seemed indifferent to Zhang's shouting and continued to step on the accelerator in a competitive posture.

Zhang Guoshan wanted to continue to "criticize" the other party, but Hua Qiujing in the back row pinched the soft flesh of his waist and told him not to cause trouble.

No matter how hot-tempered Zhang Guoshan was, he obeyed Hua Qiujing's words. He turned up the music in the car a little, not wanting to hear the harsh engine sound outside the window, and mentally greeted the driver of the CRV several times.

The countdown card is 3, 2, 1...The yellow light flashes twice and the green light turns on.

The CRV in the next lane roared out.

Fang Feiyang didn't want to pay attention to this kind of person. When he saw the traffic light, he lightly stepped on the accelerator and accelerated forward slowly.

The white CRV that had already rushed out of the intersection saw Santana driving slowly behind, with no intention of competing with him. Zheng Qipeng, who was sitting in the driving position of the car, seemed to have punched a ball of cotton and held it back.

The energy was not released.

"Damn it, country bumpkins just don't have the guts...Dongzi, I'm going to give a speech this morning. No one knows that this off-road vehicle is mine, right?" Zheng Qipeng asked fiercely.

"Boss, don't worry. The students participating in the seminar all came early, and almost no one saw you driving here. Su Yazhi must not know either." Zhou Dedong's expression changed after hearing this, but he still answered with a smile.

After Zhou Dedong finished speaking, he quickly buckled his seat belt. He had been hanging out with Zheng Qipeng when he was a freshman. He knew that this second generation ancestor usually looked like a gentle and gentle man. In fact, he was cold and cold in his bones. Who could become crazy?

There is no way to stop him. People who offend him are often punished miserably. Now when asking him about his car, he must first confirm whether Su Yazhi recognizes his car to protect his image from being damaged. There must be something next

Something crazy is about to happen.

Fang Feiyang held the steering wheel in an orderly manner. Although the pop music in the car was transmitted to everyone's ears through high-quality speakers with a lively rhythm, Fang Feiyang clearly felt that the atmosphere in the car was a bit depressing.

At this moment, the CRV in front turned on its brake lights and began to slow down, and then changed lanes again to block Santana. Fang Feiyang turned on the turn signal and changed lanes, staying away from it. Unexpectedly,

The CRV actually stuck to it like a piece of dog skin plaster. The other party also turned around, still blocking Santana, and deliberately stepped on the brakes. With a harsh sound of tires scraping the ground, the Honda CRV's cocked car

The white butt appeared in front of Fang Feiyang's windshield without any warning.

Fang Feiyang reacted immediately. For a moment, Fang Feiyang felt that the distance between the front of his car and the rear of the opponent's car was less than one meter.

Fang Feiyang's face suddenly changed, and he snorted coldly, "Hehe... It's interesting, and you're still messing with me!"

Fang Feiyang is a relatively stable person in his behavior. In addition, after entering the antique circle, under the influence of his master Song Longshan, his mind has become even broader. Even though he now has a net worth of tens of millions, he still retains a simple heart.

My heart doesn't like fighting with others.

Even last time in Ji Yunching's club suite, when he faced the arrogant second-generation official Fu Shaoting, Fang Feiyang only looked down upon him with a calm expression. He was not as angry as today, and his eyes were suddenly filled with chills.

"Everyone, hurry up..."

Fang Feiyang shouted lightly.

As soon as he finished speaking, Fang Feiyang flipped the gear lever down to the sport mode with his right hand, stepped on the accelerator, and quickly turned his left hand half a circle. The front of the car immediately turned to another lane. The original German six-cylinder twin-turbo engine let out a deep roar.

, flying out like an arrow.

Who said that Poussin can only be equipped with manual transmission? In addition to being equipped with a six-speed automatic manual transmission, our Poussin can also be driven like a racing car. The four people in the car feel like there is an invisible force at this time.

It's like pushing them forward with big hands, and it feels like pushing them back.

"Oh, my God! What's the sound?..." Zhou Dedong, who was sitting in Zheng Qipeng's off-road vehicle, was frightened by the roar that passed by his ears and screamed.

Zheng Qipeng was still observing every move of the car behind him in the rearview mirror with a raging look on his face. He just saw Santana behind him who seemed to be about to change lanes, and he was about to forcefully block it when he saw a black light passing through his window.

However, Santana changed from a submissive "country bumpkin" to a wild urban tough guy in an instant.

How could Zheng Qipeng swallow this breath? He stepped on the accelerator to the bottom, gritting his teeth and staring at Santana who had jumped dozens of meters away.

After Fang Feiyang passed the CRV in a beautiful arc, everyone in the car gave warm applause. Especially Su Yazhi danced her little pink fist and shouted: Well done, Brother Feiyang!

Fang Feiyang shook his head, really dumbfounded. It seems that on the surface, this girl looks virtuous and dignified, with an elegant temperament, but deep down there is a passion for speed.

"Don't be too excited, sit still!" Fang Feiyang saw the Honda CRV behind him chasing after him again, and an imperceptible smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

My brother's current level of wheel racing is really not good at it, but when it comes to speed, my extraordinary Santana, which was modified by a master, is not a soft persimmon that can be manipulated by you. Although there are four of us sitting in it, my

The 4.0T displacement twin turbocharger is enough to challenge your 2.4L naturally aspirated engine.

Thinking of this, Fang Feiyang deliberately accelerated slowly, showing a lack of power, making the CRV behind him get closer and closer to them.

Seeing this, Zheng Qipeng from the back showed excitement and shouted to Zhou Dedong next to him: "I know that their iron skin is not good enough, and they still want to compete with my city SUV, so they should just eat my exhaust..."

At the moment Zheng Qipeng was approaching Fang Feiyang, preparing to overtake.

Fang Feiyang gently rubbed the tip of his nose and stepped on the accelerator again. The black Santana once again let out a deep and high-pitched roar, this time accelerating in a straight line. In a few seconds, the broken metal in Zheng Qipeng's eyes was already a hundred meters away.

Zheng Qipeng frantically stepped on the CRV's accelerator to the end, wanting to continue chasing, but he didn't even see the other party's taillights.
Chapter completed!