Faerûn has a face as flat as a lake, and hides all kinds of cruelty in its chest. The bamboo pole has taken the initiative to hit the door, so naturally there is no good fruit to eat.
Facing Feilun's sinister eyes, the fear in Zhugan's heart continued to grow. He endured the pain and did not even dare to care about his injured leg. He stammered: "Boss, boss, please let me go. Let me go."
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Although the accomplices surrounding the bamboo pole were afraid of Faerun's bloody violence, they were still slowly surrounding him.
At this moment, Feren, who was not paying attention to the surrounding situation, pulled out the Glock 18 (①) from his waist (hidden ring), loaded it with a click, and put it on the bamboo pole between his eyebrows: "Let you go? No problem.
,Give me a reason first!”
Wow, what's going on here? I bet this guy is playing with guns. In an instant, everyone around him didn't dare to move. At this time, whoever gets fucked first will suffer.
"I'll count to three and find a reason that will make me let you go!" Fearon reiterated, "One!"
The bamboo pole desperately winked at the ancient elf behind Faerun, hoping that she would speak to persuade Faerun. But the ancient elf didn't even bother to look at him. She raised her hands and feet in favor of Faerun's improvement of the bamboo pole.
Feilun naturally saw Zhugan's eyes, but didn't take it seriously. He took out a piece of cowhide from his armpit (Hidden Ring) and covered it on the right hand holding the gun. Then he moved the muzzle of the gun down and aimed it at Zhugan's ankle, which had been trampled into meat patties.
A little above, shouting: "Two! Bang!"
The sharp gunfire turned into a muffled sound, drowned in the roar of various engines around him.
"Uh-ah-ah-ah-"
The bamboo pole rolled on the ground holding the injured leg.
Oh! This guy really dares to shoot, really dares to shoot!
The bamboo pole comrades around who were about to move them really didn't dare to move now.
As for the ancient elves hiding behind Faerun, as well as the girl with a nose ring who was standing not far away and just came to tease Faerun for being a Kaizi, as well as many girls nearby who were dressed up in hot and colorful clothes, they were all fascinated by this scene.
They were shocked. When they came back to their senses, at least half of the girls thought that Ferente was a cool man, and their eyes were all shining when they looked at him. The ancient elf felt even more proud, with big eyes
With a strange look on his face, he stared at Faerun's back.
Feilun didn't care what others thought of him. He walked over and put the gun on the bamboo pole's forehead again, and said indifferently with the sound of three: "S..."
At the critical moment, Zhugan came to his senses and hurriedly replied: "Boss, boss, since you are here tonight, whether you want to bet on a race or participate in a racing car, I can help you arrange it!"
Fearon's pronunciation suddenly stopped, and then he put on a sunny and friendly smile, removed the muzzle of the gun, and muttered: "You wouldn't have been shot if you had been so fucking wise." After a pause, he continued:
"Hurry up and help me make arrangements. If you are late, you will know the consequences yourself!" At this point, he blew on the muzzle of the Glock and put the gun away.
When the kid on the ground heard this, he shouted at the top of his lungs: "Riley, Riley's head... is he dead? If not, come here and give me a hand!"
"Brother Bamboo, it's coming, it's coming!" A young and Dangerous boy ran over, not daring to look at Faylan. He picked up the bamboo pole and wanted to leave.
"Wait a minute!" Feilun called to Zhugan and Riley's head, hugged the ancient elf who was still staring at him longingly into his arms, and said: "The black girl will be mine from now on, who the hell dares to touch her again?
With one finger from her, I will definitely cut him into a stick and make his life miserable than maggots!"
Everyone present shuddered, and no one dared to make contact with Faerun's cold eyes. The ancient elf came back to his senses, boldly hugged Faerun, and kissed him.
Anyway, they had already spoken, and Feren naturally accepted everyone who came, and started kissing the ancient elf until the black girl couldn't breathe, and her whole body became weak before she let go, making the young and confused girls around her envious.
Add envy.
After the lips parted, the ancient elf lay in Feilun's arms, licked his slightly thick red lips with his sweet tongue, and said with a smile: "Old Fei...SIR, I didn't expect you to be a pervert, a pervert.
hide in……"
Before she finished speaking, Feilun grabbed the little bun on her chest and rubbed it hard, causing Gu Hei Niu to scream in surprise.
Here, Zhugan worked very quickly, not only taking care of his injuries, but also helping Faylan arrange a parking space.
"Boss, the parking space is a bit tight, so you can start at the eleventh place!" Zhugan said as he approached Feilun with his crutches.
Feilun, who was holding the black girl in his arms, said calmly: "I didn't say I wanted to compete!"
"Ah?" Zhugan was speechless and choked.
Fearon pointed at a group of sports cars under the light of the headlights and said: "They are all Japanese bargains. How can my Ferrari compete with these guys!"
Indeed, there are yellow FC and white FD among the sports cars. More than half of them are Nissans, and the rest are from the Eight-Nation Alliance. They are made in any country. The reason why Nissan cars are the mainstream is because of the cost-effectiveness of Japanese sports cars.
It's tall, easy to modify, and like Hong Kong Island, everyone drives on the left, so Nissan cars have naturally become the first choice for underground car owners.
"Then... how about you join in and gamble for fun?" Zhugan rolled his eyes and put forward a new suggestion, "Today's back-up game starts with a minimum of 10,000 and a maximum of 1 million. At least one will be compensated.
Don’t want to try?”
Feilun raised his eyebrows and said, "What are the odds?"
"The one with the lowest odds is Ikeda. He pays one for every one. As for the odds of other contestants, they are written on this paper for your reference!" As he said this, Zhugan unsuspectingly took out a slip and handed it over.
Come to Faerun.
It’s not that the bamboo pole is stupid, or it’s not that the bamboo pole is careless, but that the bamboo pole used by Faerun has just been asked by someone who knows the goods. It is a Glock 18, and Tiaozi will not be equipped with this. Since Faerun is not a Tiaozi, he has been brutal.
Man, Zhugan was relieved, so naturally he didn't dare to offend him again.
"Can you help me arrange the starting position for tomorrow in advance?" Fearon jumped.
"Ah?" Zhugan couldn't keep up with Feilun's thinking. It took him two seconds to come back to his thoughts. "Boss, to be honest with you, I don't have the final say on tomorrow's starting position. You have to listen to me."
Master Qi arranged it!"
"That's it, forget it!" Feilun waved his hand nonchalantly, signed a check, and specifically used the English name for small withdrawals when signing the check, "Then I'll bet 100,000 yuan for fun, just bet on..."
He glanced at the odds list and said, "This is the local driver with the third highest odds!"
"Okay, okay!" Zhugan supported his crutches under his armpits and took the check with both hands. When he saw it, he was so shocked that he almost fell to the ground, "Boss, this, this hundred thousand pounds has exceeded the limit.
Take note!"
Hearing this, the boy at the bamboo pole and the ancient elf were shocked. This was more than one million Hong Kong dollars. Why didn't Feren even show signs of pain when he handed over the check?
"Idiot! The extra money is for your amputation." Feilun's words really had a bit of black humor, and the bamboo pole was scorched on the spot.
"Ah, by the way..." Feren continued, "Although I won't participate in the car race, it's okay for me to drive behind after all the cars have started, right?"
Zhugan was stunned for a moment and said, "Of course it's no problem!"
After negotiating with Failun, Zhugan walked away with the check for one hundred thousand pounds, without looking like he had just lost a leg to Failun. In fact, Zhugan was not good at fighting, he only relied on talking.
For him, except for the inconvenience of having sex with women and running away, the lack of legs is not a big problem for him. As for the resentment in his heart, the bamboo pole will not show it when Faerun has a gun close to him.
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However, Feilun stared at the proud back of the bamboo pole and murmured: "It seems that I haven't been tortured enough!"
The ancient elf didn't hear clearly and asked curiously: "Old Fei, what did you say?"
Feilun glared at her and scolded: "You are a woman, why do you ask so much?"
The ancient elf stuck out his tongue playfully, not daring to ask any more questions.
Finally, all the cars stopped in the middle of the road, their engines constantly warming up, and the loud roar scared all the private cars passing nearby to make a detour.
Bamboo pole's henchman, Riley, found a broken flag from somewhere, walked to the head of the queue and started waving the flag. He picked up a loudspeaker with his other hand and started counting down.
When the "one" count was over, all the drivers perked up, pulled the hand control lever, and stepped on the accelerator. As Riley waved the flag, the GTR at the front and the FC at the rear almost scraped up the sand on the ground at the same time, and the engines
The roar was instantly loudest, and many young and Dangerous girls rushed out of the starting line amidst the shouts of their children!
The local driver in third place drove a Porsche and rushed out after the first and second places, followed closely by fourth, fifth and sixth... and then it turned into a swarm of nearly thirty illegally modified sports cars roaring towards them.
After leaving the starting point, we quickly turned onto a long and narrow "mountain road".
Fallon was sitting in the Ferrari and could no longer see the taillights of the last car. He said to the ancient elf who was still playing with his helmet: "Put on your helmet!"
"Why do you need to wear a helmet? We didn't wear one when we came here!" The ancient elf muttered in confusion, but his hands were not slow. He fastened the helmet on his head in three clicks, not forgetting to tighten it.
bring.
"Don't ask so many questions, just sit tight!" Ferrando said, and then started the Ferrari, knocking off the bamboo pole that was about to step forward to ask them why they hadn't started yet.
The strong push from behind almost broke the ancient elf's head, making her scream in fright. However, Feren did not show mercy to her. Instead, he hit the accelerator, and the entire Ferrari drove into the mountain road at high speed like a roaring beast.
I don’t know if Faerun is very lucky or very unlucky. As soon as he entered the “mountain road” less than 100 meters away, he saw the headlights of a car coming from the opposite direction.
"There is a car!" the ancient elf shouted in horror.
(①: Glock 18 can be switched between semi-automatic and automatic. Semi-automatic is equivalent to a single shot, and automatic is equivalent to a continuous shot)
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