Zhuo Yifan frowned, then relaxed his brows, and couldn't help but smile bitterly and said: "Rich people are really everywhere these days. But you can drive so fast that you can catch up with the plane, so you are not afraid of an accident?"
Liu Meng was obviously shocked. Although there were not many cars on this road, it was too dangerous to drive like this, right? Didn't that kid not want his life?
Just as this thought flashed through their minds, they heard a whooshing sound, and another car passed quickly beside them. Now Zhuo Yifan and Liu Meng were really depressed. The second car was a Porsche, Zhuo
Suddenly a strange idea appeared in Yifan's heart
It was a strange idea. He wanted to see if there was another car passing by. But Zhuo Yifan's feeling was usually quite accurate. Just when the idea first came to him, he saw a fiery red figure in the rearview mirror.
The Maserati was quickly catching up from behind.
"Damn, they are all expensive cars! Which young men are risking their lives and playing Need for Speed on the street?" Zhuo Yifan couldn't help but uttered a curse word, which frightened Liu Meng who was standing beside him.
A jump.
"Honey, what are you doing?" Liu Meng suddenly felt that Zhuo Yifan had accelerated the speed of the car. Looking at the accelerator again, Zhuo Yifan had already stepped on it to the bottom, and he couldn't help but said in surprise.
"You will gain something by playing with them!" Zhuo Yifan suddenly showed a weird smile, which made Liu Meng a little confused. There will be something gained by playing with these racing car racers. Liu Meng suspected that Zhuo Yifan
Is Yifan’s brain short-circuited?
Zhuo Yifan ignored Liu Meng's surprise, but kicked the accelerator and chased directly behind the second car, leaving the third red Maserati behind. Generally speaking, the Audi A8 can't outrun the Maserati.
, the problem is that the person driving the car is Zhuo Yifan, so that’s another matter!
After running through three traffic lights in succession, Zhuo Yifan heard the faint sound of police sirens coming from behind. It seemed that although the traffic police reacted slowly enough, they still rushed over. But with the speed of these boys driving
With their skills, it is estimated that the traffic police will not be able to catch them for a while. Zhuo Yifan really admires these guys. The speed of the two cars in front is almost over 150! It is still on the main road in the city. If you train it well,
It's the seed of racing.
"Honey, what do you want to do? I'm almost catching up!" Liu Meng asked worriedly at this time. She saw that Zhuo Yifan's dashboard pointer had already pointed to 140! Although it wasn't there yet
He caught up with the speed of the two cars in front, but it was not far behind. Coupled with his skill in weaving in the traffic, Zhuo Yifan, although not very fast, still slowly chased after the second car.
"It's okay! It won't work even if you come here. The fact that these people dare to drive on the street so confidently shows that they can handle it. Moreover, these guys are driving famous cars. I guess this group of people will be in vain in the end.
It’s been a busy day!” Zhuo Yifan smiled slightly and said nonchalantly.
"They are racing, why are you joining in with them?" Liu Meng said, somewhat dumbfounded. Even if what Zhuo Yifan said made sense, she couldn't understand why Zhuo Yifan did this?
"Because there is prey! I saw the prey!" Zhuo Yifan raised the corners of his mouth and said proudly.
"Prey? What do you mean?" Liu Meng was extremely surprised.
"The red Maserati behind is driven by a fat bald man! That man is the prey!" Zhuo Yifan pointed behind him and said with a smile.
"Who is that fat man? Do you know him?" Liu Meng then used the rearview mirror to look at the car behind him. Because of the windshield and the light, he couldn't see clearly, but he could still tell that it was a car.
Fatty. But she couldn't understand. Could Zhuo Yifan be able to see clearly the people inside?
"That fat man's name is An Xiaojun! The son of An Zhengming, general manager of Fengdu Branch of Blue Sky Group!" Zhuo Yifan explained with a chuckle.
"How did you know? Have you met him before?" Liu Meng couldn't help but widen his eyes and asked with some surprise.
"I haven't seen it in person, but I have seen photos! Tang Guangyao sent me some information about the Fengdu Branch of Blue Sky Group. I took a look at it at noon. When introducing An Zhengming, I mentioned An Xiaojun.
The detailed information has also been obtained!" Zhuo Yifan said with a smile.
Only then did Liu Meng figure out what was going on. At this moment, several cars had clearly left Fengdu City and started to drive towards the suburbs.
"Where are these guys going?" Zhuo Yifan said with a frown.
"How do I know this? You don't want to do anything to this An Xiaojun, do you? There is no evidence yet. Let alone An Xiaojun, even if his father An Zhengming is standing in front of you, you can't move!
Liu Meng said helplessly.
"I didn't say I wanted to touch him. It's just that this guy can be used. An Zhengming's son is naturally very precious! He will be of great use!" Zhuo Yifan said confidently.
"Do you have a way to deal with him?" Liu Meng asked curiously.
"You and I both know that I won't do anything to him, but he doesn't know! In this case, it's okay to scare this kid! This kid is just a second-generation ancestor. He has no special skills. He just bullies the weak and is afraid of the strong. He relies on himself.
My identity is domineering in Fengdu. If you start with this kid, you don’t need to use too many means, I believe you can achieve your goal." Zhuo Yifan explained with a smile.
Liu Meng seemed to understand, but didn't ask any more questions. Since Zhuo Yifan did this, there must be a reason for it. It seems that we can only wait and see how Zhuo Yifan handles this matter!
But at this time, An Xiaojun, who was in the red Maserati behind him, was extremely depressed. Zhuo Yifan's car had been inserted between him and the Porsche in front five minutes ago, and he frequently deliberately blocked the road.
He looks like he's looking for trouble!
"Nah! Where did such a grandson come from?" An Xiaojun couldn't help but cursed, and a stunned young man next to him also said angrily: "Brother Jun, the car in front is obviously aimed at you, do you want it?"
Let the car in front stop first and deal with this person first?"
An Xiaojun thought for a moment, then shook his head and said: "Goodbye for now, this guy's driving skills are pretty good, I want to compete with him. Take him to our venue, I'll have a good race with him later."
Circle! This guy is definitely a master of racing!"
Hearing what An Xiaojun said, the angry young man quickly changed his face and said: "Everything depends on Brother Jun! Since you said so, then we will do it!" After saying that, he picked up the gun in his hand.
The walkie-talkie said something to the person in front.