Chapter 43: The Little Autumn Monster God (1)
Step on the brakes, carry the handbrake, slam the steering wheel, and continue to hit the accelerator. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info
Liu Xi moved continuously like a cloud and water, in one go, before and after less than a second, in the gap between the intolerable passes, passing by the opposite truck, half of the wheels on the right side fell outside the cliff.
The truck driver's eyes widened in horror, he desperately stepped on the brakes, and the cigarette butt in his mouth fell on the crotch of his pants and didn't have time to care, and finally stopped the car and stopped at the corner, blocking the front and rear lanes.
Just as he was about to start scolding, the truck driver suddenly jumped out of the driver's seat, opened the belt buckle with his hands cramping, reached into his crotch and took out a cigarette butt and threw it away. Only then did he cover his lower body and hissed for cold air.
The cigarette butt burned just now, and he directly burned his pants and underwear, and then fell in......
ββThe traffic police uncle kindly reminded that you should not smoke while driving, so as not to hurt your little brother.
"Beep!"
Leng Shaoning frowned and honked his horn.
Even if the Land Rover has an invisible wind wing, it can't just fly out of the mountain road, then fly around the truck and then fly back to the mountain road, right?
"According to your sister, you damn drag racing party, do you fly out and let you?"
The driver's uncle was in a very bad mood and had a very short temper, after all, the three souls who had just been frightened by Liu Xi lost seven souls, and he was hurt by a cigarette butt and his little brother, so he couldn't be in a better mood for anyone.
Leng Shaoning blackened his face, silently retreated from the car, and gave up a suitable distance to wait for the truck driver to pass.
Feng Jincai sighed, turned his head to look at Chen Xi, and said with concern: "Sister-in-law, you are okay." β
Chen Xi didn't feel good at all, she felt dizzy and her whole body ached. She was already injured, and after this toss, she felt that the wound that had stopped the bleeding began to seep blood again.
Sighing softly, Chen Xi said weakly: "It's okay......"
Before he finished speaking, his face changed, and he opened the car door and began to vomit.
Feng Jincai: "......"
It doesn't look good. It's not good, and Lao Tzu is going to be bad too.
Feng Jincai silently opened the other car door, smiled at Leng Shaoning, who turned his head, and then lowered his head and began to vomit heartbreakingly.
No matter how beautiful a woman is, she won't smell good when she vomits. Feng Jincai is a dog with a nose and is very sensitive to smells. His internal organs, which had been turned upside down, seemed to be out of place, and when he smelled Chen Xi's vomit, how could he bear it?
Leng Shaoning frowned and turned his head to look at the Suzaku in the second seat.
Yes, there is finally one who didn't vomit.
Leng Shaoning was a little relieved, although Suzaku was young, his psychological and physical qualities were still very good.
When the truck driver drove past the Land Rover scolding, Leng Shaoning started the car and asked casually, "Suzaku, where is the target?"
Suzaku didn't speak, and seemed to be looking at the target location.
Feng Jincai almost vomited, stretched out his hand to pull Chen Xi, who had vomited a little prostration, back to his seat, and sighed: "Boss, Suzaku has fainted." β
Leng Shaoning: "......"
The car is full of injuries, and in general, in this case, normal people will temporarily give up the pursuit of the target.
But he is not an ordinary person in the cold stone, he is upright, he is serious, he lacks heart!
So he stubbornly faced Chen Xi's resentful eyes and Feng Jincai's helpless face, and drove the car "boom boom" and continued to chase after him. Fortunately, this is a winding mountain road, there are no forks in the road, and there is no need to worry about getting lost.
Chen Xi covered his bleeding thigh: Did Lao Li die at the hands of the enemy, or was he tossed to death by this stinky and hard stone?
Feng Jincai silently thought: So it is not wrong to say that when the cold stone is serious, it will become a stone in the pit.
"Catching up again. Liu Xi drove the car and said suddenly.
"What?
Li Mingyong finally soothed the injured little heart, vomited out the contents of his stomach, and thought that he had shaken off the other party, and it was messy when he heard the words.
"It's endless, how big a feud is it? This has to be a common thing, right?" Li Mingyong sighed.
Liu Xi is also depressed, isn't it just that he doesn't share the sky?
Then again, how did the other party find out her identity?
She is only one level in the Qi refining period, and there is no aura between heaven and earth that allows her to absorb and vomit all the time, and she will not reveal any clues at all.
Besides, the Wu clan is naturally strong in the flesh, but the divine sense is extremely weak. Unlike a monk who majored in divine sense, it was impossible to discover her identity by induction.
When she was at school during the day, Chu Yanqiu had close contact with her, but she couldn't sense her monk's aura, how could this car of witches be?
Liu Xi was puzzled, but now is not the time to dwell on these, it is only serious to get rid of this car first.
"Sit down, uncle. Liu Xi said.
Li Mingyong closed his eyes in resignation, grabbed the handlebar tightly, and nodded righteously.
He knew that Liu Xi was going to take him on waves again.
Liu Xi's divine consciousness was released, and countless divine thoughts spread around her as the center, just like opening a holographic map. Whether there is a car coming in front or behind, she can sense it in advance.
Feeling the speed of the Land Rover, she couldn't help but sigh: The Tiger is really fast.
"In front of you is the winding road at the top of the mountain, there is a mountain road of about seven kilometers, and there are often people racing there, so be careful. Li Mingyong reminded.
"Racing?" Liu Xi smiled when she heard this, "That's great." β
This winding mountain road belongs to a section of Fanguang Road, because it is built on the mountain, with many bends and dangers, attracting drag racing enthusiasts from all over the country to come here to race. Over time, a fixed racing period was formed, and even a mountain road about seven kilometers from the top of the mountain was circled as a racing venue.
In the circle of domestic racing drivers, it is called Xiaoqiu Famous Mountain, which shows the high fame.
High rewards, the passion of speed, and soaring hormones are destined to be the famous place and burial ground for the drivers.
Every year, more than double digits of drivers die on this track, and hundreds of cars are damaged, but it still can't stop the growing fame of Xiaoqiu Mingshan.
Tonight happens to be another racing event, and the mountain road is lined with all kinds of luxury cars. The big bosses were surrounded by coolly dressed beauties and burly bodyguards, smoking cigarettes and carefully observing the drivers standing in front of a row of cars.
Once you've chosen your candidates, you can hand over your bets and driver's number plates to the hostesses who are waiting to hold the tray on the side.
"Zhang Dashao, I pressed you five million, you must win. Someone shouted.
"Lin Xi, my entire net worth is pressed against you, don't let me down. β
"Tong Meng, you are the best, come on!"
The cars lined up at the starting line, each emitting a dull engine roar.
Riders heard the spectators cheering on them, some of them dismissive, and some of them stuck out their windows with thumbs up.
As a flag-waving baby, Wan Wan walked to the front of the car and raised the small black and white flag in her hand, and the audience was silent.