Long 13 didn't start the car immediately, but got out of the car again to check the car.

In addition to all kinds of strange tasks, the ghost gate is also rich in spare time, after all, there is a large group of tiger people plus neuropathy, these people who lick blood on the knife edge and die all their lives have war syndrome, like to seek glandular hormone stimulation, and once there is no task, they will feel bored, so what should I do, I can only use my companions to play the game of hunter and hunted.

Simply put, it's killing and being killed.

Pistols playing Russian turntables are too cliché, they prefer all kinds of brain-opening "pranks", only you can't think of it, you can't do it without them, crises are almost everywhere.

In the five years of the ghost gate, Long Thirteen has experienced at least three-digit assassinations, half of which are enemies, half from their own people, not that they have malicious intentions, after all, they are brothers on the battlefield, and the hunter game is the only way to test whether the brothers who go to the battlefield with you are qualified, no one wants to give their backs to an unreliable rookie, human life is at stake, if you can't, it is better to die in my hands first, lest I be killed by you on the battlefield!

This kind of logic is not strange, but it is the most suitable way to survive on the battlefield!

So in Long Thirteen's opinion, this way of doing things in the vehicle is a bit low-end, not even a beginner, he pouted disdainfully, opened the hood, and then tinkered for a while, took out a small part from it, and said to himself: "Miscellaneous, it's too unprofessional!"

Then he put the small parts in his pocket and returned to the car, five minutes after Wang Miaoren drove out of the garage.

He lit a cigarette unhurriedly, started the GTR, and located Wang Miaoren's company on the navigation, and he had already memorized all the information about Wang Miaoren in his mind before getting off the plane, including her company address and all her movements, and even her personality was almost analyzed.

Long Thirteen opened his mouth and smiled: "Little girl, wash your body tonight and wait for Uncle Ben to be lucky!"

After arrogantly dropping this sentence, the GTR galloped out like a roaring bull!

It takes about ten kilometers from Wang Miaoren's villa to her company, during which it is necessary to pass through Sanli Street, after Jinshan Bridge, the middle section of Queen's Road is the end, Wang Miaoren usually needs to be eight to ten minutes away to arrive, at this time five minutes have passed, Long 13 has not moved, does this mean that Wang Miaoren has won?

Wang Miaoren naturally thinks so in her heart, she is a very strong woman, no matter from childhood to adulthood, as long as she can compete for the first, she will never be the second, so whether it is study, work or even appearance, she has always been the leader of her peers, because the Wang family's group training is that if it is not the first, everything will be meaningless, and drag racing will naturally not be an exception.

Maserati GT driving on the Jinshan Bridge, the speed has been nearly 100 per hour, like lightning shuttling in the traffic, every more than a car, you can hear the sigh of the owner, they are not convinced, want to chase, but no one has the car skills and no one that does not have the courage to die, can only secretly indignant and curse these rich second generations are now one by one, in order to pursue excitement to come out to harm others and themselves, while carefully dodging, so as not to bump into the Maserati GT that can not be bought by a lifetime of work.

Of course, Wang Miaoren, the poor man's complaint, will not take it to heart, she has always done her own thing, she doesn't want to care about the opinions of others at all, her life is her own, why do you want to perform for others? But this does not mean that she is flying and domineering, but she understands best that she has come into contact with any corner of this social dye vat, the accusation is just the jealousy of the weak, her posture is always like the mountain looking down on the people climbing the mountain, she has no words, as long as she stands there, she doesn't even need to do anything, she is high enough, enough to make the people below the mountain feel inferior.

Confident, strong, feminist, these are Wang Miaoren's characteristics, so she will never allow a little boy whose hair has not grown up to be three years younger than herself to be blind in front of her, she wants to win this self-righteous little ghost fiercely, and then trample him on his feet and tell him what the gap is.

If Long Thirteen knew that Wang Miaoren had such vicious thoughts, maybe he would...... Gladly?

Being stepped on by a queen, this kind of treatment is not something that ordinary people can enjoy, and it is estimated that the girl will not only be happy, but even have a cheap nympho with a cheap face.

With Long Thirteen's lewd face last night in mind, Wang Miaoren gritted his teeth, and seemed to regard the accelerator as that guy's head, and stomped on it again!

A little person must have the posture of a little person, a lazy thug wants to change his life by relying on the Wang family? This kind of third-rate plot Wang Miaoren wants to be wiped out in the cradle with her own hands, and her perfect life does not need this kind of third-rate script!

Six minutes later, Wang Miaoren got off the bridge, glanced in the rearview mirror, and smiled proudly.

"Stinky boy, scumbag, hooligan, bastard, I'll let you get out of my house today!"

Wang Miaoren smiled a little nervously, if people who are familiar with her are expected to fall to the ground, after all, how could the cold Queen Wang ever show such a hideous appearance in front of people?

GT slowed down, probably thinking that she had won again, Wang Miaoren was planning to park the car slowly, and then humiliate that stinky little ghost, she had already thought of a lot of words, she could not use a dirty word to scold the other party's dog blood, so that his dignity was lost!

For any proud young man, he is not allowed to lose face in front of a woman, especially in front of a beautiful woman, in order to be able to leave proudly with his head held high, many people will probably choose to be angry or quibble, of course, there is only one ending, that is, he leaves with his tail between his legs, and this is exactly the picture that Wang Miaoren wants to see.

But when he was about to get downstairs to the company, Wang Miaoren wiped his eyes, his face changed slightly, and he wiped his eyes again as if he couldn't be sure.

The car is a GTR, and the man is naturally Dragon Thirteen!

"Impossible!" Parking the Maserati GT on the side of the road, Wang Miao got out of the car and stood in front of Long Thirteen with a smile on her face, because of her anger and surprise, her expression was particularly wonderful now!

Her wishful thinking was shattered, she never dreamed that he would actually reach the finish line first, he was the Saiyan Monkey King, and he couldn't move instantly?

What kind of teleportation will Long Thirteen make, he just used the most primitive method to win this bet, and even said it, Wang Miaoren didn't believe it, someone would use a GTR worth millions to take a shortcut, and drive at a speed of 12 per hour in a small alley that only allows one car?

Unless it's a madman, or a rich second generation with a lot of money and no use, no one will use such a strategy that will destroy the car and kill people if they are not careful!

Unfortunately, Long Thirteen is the former, he is a madman, a paranoid madman, and his desire for the first place is much stronger than Wang Miaoren.

"I won. Long Thirteen looked at Wang Miaoren, that look was like the eyes of a victor looking down on a loser, this kind of look Wang Miaoren was more familiar than anyone else, because she often used this kind of look to look at others, but now she turned around.

"You cheat, don't count!" Wang Miaoren had no choice but to use the methods commonly used by women.

Long 13 asked: "Why are you cheating, I can't appear here out of thin air, right?

"You call me eldest sister?" Wang Miaoren said angrily.

"You're three years older than me, isn't it unusual to call you eldest sister?" said Long Thirteen.

"That's enough, park the car and go to my office!" Wang Miaoren didn't want to make useless theories here, lest the employees see it and talk about it again.

Long Thirteen rubbed his hands and said, "Tonight, then?"

"Get out!"

"Wang Miaoren, don't you talk a word?"

"It's a woman's right to speak without words, just because of your virtue, you still want to climb into my bed and dream of your spring and autumn dreams!"

"You're a bully!"

"You hit me?"

"So you like this, so perverted!"

"Get out!"

"You...... Isn't it menopause, why is it so angry?"

"You're just going through menopause, your whole family is menopausal!"

Wang Miaoren turned her head and left, if you look closely, you will find that although Queen Wang has a hard mouth, she really ignores it, so she can't wait to leave this environment that makes her very uncomfortable.

Long Thirteen naturally didn't take Wang Miaoren's words to heart, he was already not bad, and the eight winds were not moving, and now he had more important things to ask clearly.

"Do you know this?" asked Long Thirteen, shaking the small part in his hand.

Wang Miaoren thought that Long Thirteen had come up with something disgusting, so he said angrily: "I don't know!"

"Are you sure you don't know this thing?" Long Thirteen suddenly asked in a serious tone.

Although Wang Miaoren was angry, he still smelled a trace of unusual smell, and regained his senses and said, "What do you mean?"

Long Thirteen squinted his eyes and looked at Wang Miaodao: "This is a detonation device, installed on the brake plate, as long as you press the brake hard, it will ignite, and when the time comes, bang, you will say goodbye to your little life!"

Wang Miaoren sneered: "What's the matter, threaten me, if you up!"

Obviously, Wang Miaoren misunderstood what Long Thirteen meant, she thought that Long Thirteen was going to install this in her car.

Long 13 waved his hand and explained, "No, this thing was taken off your car!"

Wang Miaoren was stunned for a moment, and after a while, his face became a little gloomy and said, "You mean this thing is installed on my GTR?"

Long Thirteen nodded, and suddenly exuded a cold aura and said, "Yes, if you don't want to murder your husband, then someone wants to kill you, and it's very unprofessional!"