Yan Murong ignored Teng Xiangling's shouts and kept stepping on the accelerator. In an instant, the speed exceeded 100 miles.
For a distance of three hundred meters, even if Bolt comes, it will take more than 20 seconds. But if it is replaced by a sports car like Porsche, this time will be very short.
Two hundred meters.
One hundred meters.
Fifty meters.
In less than ten seconds, the distance between the two cars quickly shortened. In the blink of an eye, they were less than twenty meters apart - the drivers of the two cars seemed to be crazy, and the speed was still high.
It's constantly rising.
five meters.
Three meters.
"squeak!"
In the end, the driver of the commercial vehicle couldn't bear the feeling of being close to death and quickly turned the steering wheel in an instant to avoid a suicidal collision.
"squeak!"
Yan Murong's Porsche also made a slight braking sound at the same time. The speed did not slow down, but the body of the car veered slightly to the side. It avoided the commercial vehicle with a very beautiful, almost extreme small drift---
--However, Yan Murong suddenly made a slight movement of the steering wheel. The Porsche, which had already passed the business car smoothly, suddenly tilted to the left. Then, the front of the Porsche hit the butt of the business car.
At the moment of the collision, Yan Murong took control of the car again and ran forward quickly, but the commercial car was not so lucky.
Because the speed of the Porsche was too fast, at the moment of impact, Yan Murong stepped on the accelerator and the car sped forward. The commercial vehicle was hit by the butt of the car and immediately lost its balance. The car suddenly lost control.
Turn, turn and move forward in a circle.
The scarred man quickly turned the steering wheel and stepped on the brakes, and then the commercial vehicle stopped not far from the broken bridge, without causing a crash or death.
Yan Murong did not drive away directly, but slammed on the brakes. The Porsche spun around in circles and then stopped.
"It's a pity that your car is too light and that car is too heavy, otherwise the problem would be solved." Yan Murong shook his head and sighed as he looked at the commercial vehicle in the distance.
Teng Xiangling couldn't care less about Yan Murong's complaints now. Her pretty little face had already turned pale with fright. She was holding the seat belt tightly with both hands, and even her finger joints were slightly white from exerting too much force.
This was the first time that she felt so close to death, and it was also the first time that she knew that the car could still be driven like this.
It's true that her Porsche is a sports car, but she has driven it for two years and the fastest it can only go is 120 mph - but that is only when there is no one around and she dares to drive that fast. Yan
Murong, this lunatic, actually drove to 100 miles, and he did so in such a desperate manner.
In fact, Yan Murong was betting that the other party would not dare to hit him directly. Although he did not dodge or evade, he had already made preparations - his limit was 0.7 meters. If it reached this distance, the commercial vehicle would still be
If he didn't make a dodge action, he would have moved first. But he won the bet - the people in the Buick were afraid of death, so they moved first.
However, Yan Murong did not let go of the other party's plan-----some words from the old man should be listened to. For example------Whoever wants your life, kill him first. Be reasonable.
?No, reasoning won't work. Only by letting the person who wants your life die first can you live a secure life.
In a society governed by the rule of law, one cannot kill people casually? What a joke.
That's just for individual people. For some special people, killing a lot of people will be fine.
"Hey, are you scared?" Yan Murong patted Teng Xiangling's hand that was tightly grasping the seat belt and said with a chuckle.
I thought that this woman was not afraid of heaven and earth, and there were times when she was afraid of feelings ----- Yan Murong laughed, and if she threatened him again in the future, he would take her for a ride in the car.
"You-----don't touch me." Teng Xiangling was smacked by Yan Murong. She suddenly trembled and shouted in panic. "Don't touch me, you lunatic."
"Crazy?" Yan Murong smiled bitterly and touched his nose.
This is the first time someone has said that to him ----- the old man often said that he is not crazy enough, and he also feels that he is not crazy enough, but in Teng Xiangling's eyes, he is now a complete lunatic.
Isn’t it possible that a lunatic would drive like this? Isn’t a lunatic capable of risking his life like this?
"Isn't it okay?" Yan Murong said comfortingly.
"Is everything okay?" Teng Xiangling immediately felt angry. He looked at Yan Murong and shouted angrily. "Go, go down and take a look and see what kind of damage the front of the car is like? What if I didn't avoid it?"
Can we still live? As your women? Even if we become your women, we still have to keep our lives."
"Huh? Why aren't you leaving?" After venting her anger, Teng Xiangling felt that she was no longer so angry, and the fear in her heart had lessened a lot. However, she found that the car had stopped, and the front of the car was still facing the right direction.
With that commercial car.
"You-----what do you want to do again?" Teng Xiangling grabbed Yan Murong's arm and asked in panic. She was scared to death now, really afraid that Yan Murong would lose his mind and fire like that just now.
A collision that almost frightened her and made her suffocate.
"Okay, don't make a fuss." Yan Murong said. "You only need to do this once, but it won't be fun if you do it more often."
"-----" Teng Xiangling stared at Yan Murong with wide eyes. She really regretted why it was a sunny day when she was born. If she had been born on a night of wind, rain, lightning, and thunder, would there have been any adventures--
---For example, becoming a Super Saiyan or a person with clairvoyant eyes. In that case, she can see what is going on in Yan Murong's head.
Too much is not fun? What was he thinking? Did he regard the horrific thing just now as a game?
For a moment, Teng Xiangling was a little confused - although the man in front of him didn't get along for a long time, he usually behaved like a little boy, and his figure wasn't very strong. He seemed to be capable of anyone.
Go up and bully him twice ----- but what happened recently? His behavior lately is like a tiger that has been locked up for a long time and suddenly let out of the cage. No, it's not a tiger, it's a mad dog.
Yes, he is a mad dog. If anyone offends him, he will try every means to bite him back, and it will be a non-stop situation.
"Sit here and don't move. I'll go down and take a look." After saying that, Yan Murong turned sideways, unbuckled Teng Xiangling's seat belt, changed positions with her again, and then said. "If anything goes wrong, just drive."
run."
After saying that, Yan Murong opened the car door and walked out. As soon as he walked out, Yan Murong suddenly frowned and lay down on the spot without caring about his image.
"Bang bang bang!" A black gun stretched out from the commercial car and fired three shots at Yan Murong. Yan Murong dodged, but the opened car door was punched with three holes.
"Bang, bang, bang!" As soon as Yan Murong lay down, three more bullets were fired. Without thinking, Yan Murong rolled to the side and hid behind a pile of rubble left by the construction on the viaduct.
, looking at Teng Xiangling who was holding his head and lowering his body, shouting, "Run!"