The two cars were speeding down the highway at speeds that had already exceeded the limit of 120 kilometers per hour. Long Qing exited the highway at an intersection, and then continued to accelerate and gallop.

The car that followed behind also got off the highway, and in the car, the young man sitting in the driver's seat scolded in a low voice: "Scold, this person is crazy, he is driving so fast on this kind of road, he doesn't want to die?"

The young man sitting in the passenger seat said, "Could he have discovered us?"

"Definitely found it!"

The young man sitting in the passenger seat hurriedly reported on his mobile phone: "Uncle Feng, the target has found out that we are following him!"

"If you find it, you will find it, you follow closely, don't let him escape, we will rush over immediately!"

Uncle Feng hung up the phone and asked, "How far is it from them?"

"Less than ten kilometers to go!" replied the driver.

"How long will it take to catch up?"

"Probably," the driver whispered, "it will take about half an hour!"

Uncle Feng was suddenly furious: "What do you say, you have to chase for half an hour less than ten kilometers, what are you doing to eat?"

The driver hurriedly explained: "Uncle Feng, it's not that I don't work hard, it's just that they are driving too fast, and the current speed is close to 150 yards, and it's not safe to go faster!"

Uncle Feng said with a gloomy face: "I don't care, give you twenty minutes, if you can't catch up, don't mix under my hands in the future!"

The driver wanted to cry without tears, but still stepped on the accelerator to the bottom.

Long Qing drove expressionlessly in front, the faster the speed of the car came back, because it was winter, there were very few vehicles on the road to the suburbs, but occasionally you could see one or two oncoming cars. Whenever he passed by Long Qing's car, he was shocked and cursed in a low voice: "What a crazy person!"

In the car behind Long Qing's car, the driver scolded while stepping on the accelerator to the end: "What does this madman want to do, the two-lane road is driving so fast, do you want to die?"

"Don't say it, hurry up and keep up, if you lose it, we will not have any good fruit to eat!" urged the young man in the passenger seat.

"You still need to say, I know!" said the young man in the driver's seat, gritting his teeth.

The two cars were running in front like the wind, and in the SUV where Uncle Feng was, the driver had cold sweat on his forehead, because he found that after he accelerated, not only did he not close the distance, but gradually fell away.

The driver stepped on the bottom of the accelerator with a hideous face, and he was going to fight.

Long Qing's car had already taken the lead in the suburbs, and the road was getting narrower and narrower, but Long Qing's car did not slow down at all, and gradually, the tracking car was thrown out of sight.

"Hurry up, you can't see the car in front of you!" urged the young man in the passenger seat of the black car that was tracking.

"It's fast enough, and if it's too fast, it's going to roll over at any moment!" yelled the young man driving the car.

The young man in the co-pilot no longer spoke, compared to the task, it was still a little more important.

"What now?

"What else can I do, answer truthfully, a small life is important!"

The young man in the passenger seat hesitated and dialed Uncle Feng's phone, and whispered: "Uncle Feng, that kid is driving too fast, we, we lost it!"

"What? " Uncle Feng's face was gloomy.

The driver in the driver's seat in front of Uncle Feng breathed a sigh of relief, he finally lost it, and he didn't have to carry this pot himself.

"What are you doing to eat! I can't even keep up with myself, what's the use of raising you!" Uncle Feng scolded.

The young man in the passenger seat didn't dare to fight back, so he could only quietly listen to Uncle Feng's angry scolding.

As he was listening, the young man driving next to him suddenly reminded: "Look ahead!"

As soon as the young man looked up, he saw that the disappeared car had returned to his field of vision, and he hurriedly interrupted Uncle Feng's angry scolding excitedly: "Uncle Feng, follow up again!"

Uncle Feng scolded Zhengshuang, and swallowed back half of the words when he heard the words, and said, "Keep an eye on me this time, if you run away, be careful of your skin!"

After hanging up the phone, he scolded the driver in front of him: "What are you doing in a daze, don't you catch up quickly!"

Long Qing flickered in front, teasing the vehicle tracking behind, causing the two to grit their teeth but helpless, losing Long Qing's trace for the fifth time, and when the two were about to report the news of the failure to Uncle Feng again, they turned a corner and suddenly found that Long Qing's car was parked on the side of the road, and the people were also standing in a barren field on the side of the road, with their backs to them.

The two stopped the car, and the young man in the passenger seat was about to get out of the car to find Long Qing to settle the account, but was stopped by the young man who was driving, and persuaded: "You are looking for death, haven't you heard, Zhou Chong has suffered a big loss under him, what's the use of the two of us going up, isn't it to deliver food, wait for Uncle Feng and them to come over!"

Uncle Feng's car was only ten kilometers away from here, and under Uncle Feng's urging, in less than five minutes, he rushed over, and a group of five people got out of the car, joined two young people, a total of seven people, and walked towards Long Qing.

Long Qing lowered his head, as if he was staring at something, and did not react at all to the movement behind him.

Uncle Feng sneered, led people to a position about ten meters behind Long Qing, stopped, and said, "Boy, why didn't you run away?"

Long Qing slowly turned around, revealing a disgusted expression, and said, "What a bunch of waste, so that you can't keep up after following for so long, and in the end, Lao Tzu has to wait for five minutes, are you a tease sent by the monkey?"

Uncle Feng's eyes widened, and he didn't react for a while: "What did you say?"

"Didn't you hear clearly, then repeat, you are a bunch of rubbish!" Long Qing said lightly.

"How can Zhenshui be reasonable, give it all to me, give me this kid to fight to death, I will bear the consequences!" Uncle Feng shouted hysterically, since he followed Leng Feng, he didn't know how many years he hadn't heard anyone be so rude to him.

When Uncle Feng's side heard this, he took out short knives and daggers and rushed up!

Long Qing sneered, stepped on the ground with his right foot, and the soft dirt and sand on the ground shot towards the six people who rushed towards him. The six of them hurriedly stretched out their hands to protect their heads and faces, but as soon as they protected them, they felt a sharp pain coming from their bodies, and they couldn't help but fall to the ground.

Long Qing stood in the wailing pile and sneered, "You brought such a little waste here, you are really an old waste!"

Uncle Feng's face was pale, he involuntarily took a few steps back, took out a pistol with trembling hands, and said in a trembling voice: "Don't come here, otherwise I will shoot!"

Long Qing sneered: "Give you the gun, you won't be able to do anything!" After speaking, with a flick of his finger, a stone whistled out and hit Uncle Feng's wrist holding the gun. Uncle Feng's wrist hurt, and the pistol fell to the ground.