Xiao Sun pedaled very hard, and everyone in the car could hear the crunching sound. However, the speed of the car increased instead of decreasing, making everyone very nervous.
The most nervous person was Xiao Sun. He held the steering wheel with both hands properly and tightly. Because he was so nervous, the steering wheel finally couldn't withstand Xiao Sun's manipulation and he pulled it off.
Xiao Sun, who was holding the steering wheel and looking confused, looked at Cai Gen.
"Third uncle, I seem to have gotten into trouble and the steering wheel fell off."
Looking at the pulled out steering wheel, Cai Gen felt very sorry. How much did it cost?
It's definitely not cheap, right?
Before he could express his regret, Cai Gen suddenly thought, how can the car control the direction without a steering wheel?
Of course, there is no need for Xiao Sun to control it. It has always been Naqi automatic driving. Does it matter whether there is a steering wheel or not?
If Xiao Sun's brakes didn't work, Na Qi's brakes must have worked.
The current pickup truck appears to be a car, but is actually a Naqi.
"Naqi, brake quickly or you'll get hit."
On the stereo, Naqi's voice was very stubborn.
"Not allowed"
"Why? Why not?"
Cai Gen didn't understand why Na Qi suddenly acted like a monster.
"I, Naqi, have never been timid when faced with direct challenges since ancient times.
When Yi shot me, the arrow hit me not in the back, but in my forehead."
this
Cai Gen briefly imagined the scene. Yi was shooting arrows with a bow, looking heroic, and shouted at Na Qi.
"Suffer death, beast, and I will end your sinful life."
Naqi bravely and proudly raised his head and rushed towards Yi.
"Grandson, I ask you to shoot me in the head. If you can, shoot me to death.
If you can't shoot me, you're just a talkative coward."
The result is obvious, Na Qizu.
Tong Aiguo felt something strange about the car and thought it had arrived at the station. When he opened his eyes, he saw that it had crashed into a bicycle. Hearing Na Qi Zhonger's declaration, he became interested.
"Yes, mount, I support you.
I would rather die standing than live on my knees. I need hard steel.
The fish were dead and the nets were not enough to break, so they set fire to the fishing boats.
It’s so satisfying to live just for a pleasure.”
The arbor was very abrupt, and Cai Gen frowned when he heard it.
"Master Tong, please stop making noise.
Naqi, Najie, this is going downhill and the bike can't stop.
If you hit it, something big will happen. Stop immediately.
Don't be acquainted with him, just let him go if he has a bicycle."
"I can't, I can't.
If he dares to come at me and challenge my incomparable sacred dignity, he must be prepared to bear all the consequences.
Seeing how brave he is, I must give him the respect he deserves.
We are both a means of transportation, so we must go all out today."
Do you want face?
Is it shameful to compete with a bicycle?
How many tons does a pickup truck have to compete with a bicycle to the death?
If you are so ambitious, why not find a tank and try it out?
Cai Gen looked at the bicycle that was about to arrive in front of him, and all the helplessness surged through his body. What the hell is this?
Can't there be just one thing that goes well?
Baal tried hard to eliminate Blue Rose's unique opinion, but ended up looking for it in the wrong place.
After all the hard work, Zhao Daniu's health care product store was closed, and Brother Shui even joined Gui Qu Lai.
Traveling through mountains and rivers to Taiqing Valley to eliminate evil and protect their homeland, Naqi was killed by three villagers on the way.
Alas, Cai Gen feels so tired.
Forget it, give up and do whatever you want.
At the last moment of the collision, Cai Gen put on a muddled expression, quickly lit a cigarette, and tightened his seat belt.
After seeing clearly that it was Mr. Long who bumped into him, Cai Gen felt even more powerless. What kind of fate is this? Is this an arrangement of fate?
In the end, Master Long died in front of his eyes. Is this considered karma?
Especially Mr. Long seemed to be saying something at the end. Judging from the shape of his mouth, it must have been you who changed.
Have you changed?
Cai Gen was unprepared to face this torture that touched his soul. Mr. Long felt a little guilty. He seemed to have indeed changed. As for whether he had changed for the better or for the worse, it was hard to say.
After looking face to face with Mr. Long through the glass for a long time, Cai Gen exhaled a puff of smoke and watched the smoke dissipate. He understood that this was not a case of time standing still. Did it really stop?
Cai Gen opened the car door and got out of the car first.
When I walked around to the front of the car, I saw that the big 28 had been smashed to pieces by the bumper of the pickup truck. It was impossible to tell that it was originally a bicycle. Judging from the result, Naqi had won.
Looking at the car window, there are three people stuck in the car window like onions, two big and one small. They look very solid, like some kind of decoration on the front of the car.
Taking a closer look, Cai Gen discovered the reason.
According to the absolute speed just now, the three people's heads would definitely be shattered. Even if the glass was smashed, it would definitely be a mess of blood.
The reason why that scene didn't appear is because Naqi turned the car glass into jelly at the moment of the collision, which effectively protected the three people who hit it.
Cai Gen quickly called to Xiao Sun and pulled him out. Although he was not killed, it would be a bit unfair if he was suffocated to death inside.
Seeing that none of the three people were dead, Tong Aiguo teased Na Qi nonchalantly.
"Mount, you can't do it either. No one is dead, and your dignity is not fully protected.
The words were quite strong, but the things done were not very pretty and not straightforward at all."
Na Qi didn't rush to reply. The back seat seemed to press a spring, and Tong Aiguo was ejected from the side without a door.
"Old man, call me Uncle Na, don't call me mount, no matter how big or small.
Besides, the person challenging me to fight with me is a bicycle that is also a means of transportation, not the person on the bicycle?
Go outside to make sarcastic remarks. It's windy outside, so you can slap your tongue."
After Tong Aiguo was ejected, he went directly into the drainage ditch on the roadside and could not say a single sarcastic word.
He crawled out in embarrassment, covered in withered grass leaves and the windproof tape, rubbing his head and sitting next to the newly pulled out Young Master.
He handed the somewhat silly-looking Mr. Long a cigarette, which was very gossipy.
"Come on, little brother, smoke a cigarette to relax your mind.
Tell me, how difficult are you encountering and how difficult it is to think about it?
Riding a bicycle and hitting a pickup truck is a tragic way to die."
Tragic?
A bit indeed.
So why did you choose such a way to die?
Young Master Long was so frightened just now that he unconsciously thought along the lines of Tong Aiguo's words.
He took two puffs of cigarette mechanically and came back to his senses.
I don’t want to die. Isn’t it because the bicycle doesn’t have brakes?
Besides, isn’t this Cai Gen’s plan to kill and silence me?
Thinking of this, Mr. Long suddenly stood up and blocked Zhao Xile and Long Er.
"Boss Cai, Cai Gen!
Are you here just to torture me to death and silence me?
It doesn't matter if I give up my life to you, can you let this child and my brother go?"
Is this guy suffering from persecution paranoia?
On the second day of the Lunar New Year, you came all the way here just to silence yourself?
Cai Gen, who originally had no such idea, really wanted to satisfy him when he said it.
After all, it’s not that Mr. Long is setting up some deceptive winter fishing festival, so there won’t be something wrong, right?
