"Here's the opportunity!" Zheng Rong's eyes suddenly lit up.

Wang Yong seemed to be anxious to get rid of Zheng Rong, and drove into a congested auxiliary road in a panic.

At this moment, Wang Yong is like a fish jumping on the beach, he can only jump on the beach in vain, unable to jump back into the sea.

And Zheng Rong is the tourist who is watching with his arms in his arms, and he only needs to stretch out a finger to pinch Wang Yong, a small fish trapped on the beach, to death!

"Wang Yong, no one has ever insulted me like that! You are the first! You will be the last! Give me death!" Zheng Rong roared angrily, increasing the speed of the Pagani Wind God to the extreme, aiming at Wang Yong and rushing over.

The passing cars were all stunned when they saw this scene, and the horn sounded rapidly, trying to warn the young man who was speeding up to the speed of an airplane.

But to no avail.

Pagani was like a sharp axe that broke through the air, pointed the blade at Wang Yong, and slashed it fiercely.

"Ahh

They seemed to have seen the slow-moving Mercedes being overturned.

"He's coming! He's coming! Hurry up, what are you doing here?" In the Mercedes-Benz, Ziyu Fengqing's driver shouted nervously.

In his eyes, Wang Yong's behavior at this moment not only violated the bodyguard code he had always accepted, but also put the employer who could have escaped in a desperate situation!

This is tantamount to murder!

In an instant, the driver's loyalty-based blood suddenly broke out, and he stood up from the back seat and rushed to the front row to grab control of the steering wheel with Wang Yong.

It's just that before his hand touched the steering wheel, his whole body suddenly shook, and the whole person flew back to the back seat in an instant.

And he clearly saw that Wang Yong just shook his shoulders!

The driver sank deep into the back seat, like a dog skin plaster stuck to the backrest, and it took half a day to slowly slide off.

He was shocked and desperate at the same time.

Is this guy going to be killed by this guy playing with fire* today? He is not reconciled!

Chirping!

Through the window, you can hear the violent friction of Pagani's tires against the ground, and the driver gritted his teeth, and he didn't know where to get a trace of strength to rush towards Ziyu Fengqing.

"Miss, hide it!" the driver yelled, trying to use himself as a meat shield to wrap Ziyu Fengqing.

It's just that I heard Wang Yong's lazy voice coming: "It's okay if you harass me, and you still want to take advantage of my woman?"

Then another force struck, and the driver was about to touch Ziyu Fengqing's body, and instantly fell back to the seat.

This time, he collapsed directly on the chair, obviously not hurt, but he couldn't lift up the strength of his whole body.

"I'm sorry, miss, I'm ...... Do your best!" the driver muttered.

But Ziyu Fengqing smiled to herself: "It's okay, you're doing a good job." But the only bad thing is that I didn't believe him. ”

Trust him?

The driver looked at Wang Yong in the driver's seat, with a thick doubt in his eyes.

Bang!

At this time, he heard a loud bang outside, and the driver couldn't help but close his eyes.

He knew it was a loud crash from the car. This level of noise is only possible if the whole car is deformed.

In the next second, it should be that the S600's carriage is starting to collapse, right? The collapsed iron sheet will wrap all three of them like dumplings, and eventually become a pile of minced meat.

What an aggrieved way to die......

The driver was ready to accept death, but he didn't expect that the collapse he imagined did not happen at all.

When he opened his eyes, the driver just saw a bright yellow parabola flying up, like a golf ball that had been hit hard, whistling towards the barrier in front of him.

It's clearly Zheng Rong's Pagani Wind God!

"What's going on?" the driver was shocked.

When he saw the large debris on the surface outside the window, he suddenly understood.

I see!

Wang Yong deliberately stopped here just now, it turned out that he was not playing with fire, but using the body of the Mercedes-Benz to block several deep underground piles next to him!

These piles can barely be crossed with the Mercedes-Benz chassis, but Pagani's ultra-low chassis is completely impossible.

So when Zheng Rong collided at full speed, Wang Yong lightly shifted over the ground piles, leaving those few solid ground piles to Zheng Rong.

If a high-speed plane is hit by a flying bird, it may be destroyed and killed. Not to mention a stake buried deep underground.

Pagani was catapulted off the ground by the stakes on the spot, and several of the stakes also collapsed at the same time, and the debris was everywhere.

Boom!

Pagani finally hit the ground, one side deflated straight in, and then the body rolled continuously on the ground, making a tooth-souring grinding sound.

The whole car rubbed out more than ten meters away on the road before it hit the protective wall of the roadside park and stopped with a bang.

Wang Yong opened the car door and got out of the car and looked into the distance.

I saw that the whole Pagani had been deformed, the body on both sides was all concave, and the front of the car was in tatters, and a large piece was retracted.

The engine was smoky, and only the cockpit instrument panel still shimmered coldly.

This is where the bull ratio of 70 million sports cars comes in, and such a violent impact has not been able to make it *, and it still maintains the whole car model.

"Isn't this dead? Looks like I'm going to have to consider buying a supercar. Wang Yong squinted at the Pagani cab and said.

Pagani's wrap-around sports seats, as well as the safety system that responds far beyond other models, protect Zheng Rong's head, spine, heart and other vital parts from heavy damage at the first time.

Through the glass, Zheng Rong can be seen still maintaining the last trace of consciousness and trying to climb out of the car window.

A cold-blooded smile flashed at the corner of Wang Yong's mouth: "It seems that you need my help very much." ”

After speaking, Wang Yong walked quickly towards Zheng Rong.

When Ziyu Fengqing saw this scene, her face changed slightly: "Wang Yong, don't!"

Wang Yong didn't look back, but Chong Ziyu Fengqing raised his hand, signaling Ziyu Fengqing to rest assured.

Pagani in front of the car.

Wang Yong squatted down, gently patted the broken car window, and said, "Do you need my help?"

Zheng Rong's face was covered with blood, and his eyes were glued with blood, and he didn't seem to recognize the person in front of him as an enemy.

He said weakly, "Save me...... Give you money......"

"Money?" Wang Yong smiled. "How much? Your Zheng Dashao's life is worth 100 million, right?"

"You...... It's a robbery ......."

"Well, then I'll rob it. Wang Yong readily admitted.

"You...... Save me first! I'm ...... Give!" Zheng Rong compromised.

Wang Yong sighed and reached out to pull Zheng Rong out of the car window. Ignoring the glass residue on the car window, Zheng Rong's body was scarred.

Under the sting, Zheng Rong's rare spirit appeared for a short period of clarity, and he recognized that the person in front of him was not a good person, but an enemy of life and death - Wang Yong.

"You...... What do you want to do?" Zheng Rong was terrified, as if he felt that death was walking towards him, and the scythe was already on his neck.

Wang Yong raised his palm and gently patted it under Zheng Rong's cheek: "What do you want to do, I want to kill you!"

"No! I can give you money, you didn't just ask for 100 million, I'll give! I really give it to you! I swear!"

"Huh, you didn't even think about giving me that 100 million just now! It's really infuriating...... I suddenly want to stuff you back into the car, what should I do?" Wang Yong said leisurely.

Zheng Rong's eyes showed a deep fear, and his body trembled again and again: "I will die...... Please...... Help me......"

Looking at Zheng Rong's appearance at this moment, and thinking back to Zheng Rong's arrogant demeanor before, Wang Yong couldn't help but have a touch of disgust flashing in his heart.

He slapped Zheng Rong heavily on the face, and sneered: "The Zheng family's eldest and youngest, phew, waste!"

After speaking, Wang Yong got up and walked back to the Mercedes-Benz car.

After Zheng Rong heard Wang Yong's words, he couldn't help but flash a trace of anger in his eyes, but when he saw Wang Yong walking away, he couldn't help but rejoice in his heart.

He's not going to die.

"Let's go. Wang Yong started the car and said.

In public, it is impossible for Wang Yong to do anything to Zheng Rong. The current Wang Yong is not what he used to be, and he must take care of his reputation.

Ziyu Fengqing's face was flat, and she nodded: "Hmm." ”

The driver looked at Wang Yong with admiration on his face, recalled his previous reckless behavior, and couldn't help but apologize: "I'm sorry, Mr. Wang." I just ......"

"I am also very grateful that you can protect Fengqing so wholeheartedly, how can I blame you?" Wang Yong said.

Ziyu Fengqing heard Wang Yong call her "Fengqing" in front of outsiders, and she didn't know what she thought, and her ears turned red all of a sudden.

"Let's go to Yunku, I've set a place there. If you're still in the mood to eat. Ziyu Fengqing said suddenly.

Yunku is a restaurant in Yanjing that is known as the most romantic date spot, located on the top floor of the Yanjing CBD building. Sitting in the restaurant, you can overlook the whole of Yanjing, and the ancient city with the lights on the restaurant renders the floor-to-ceiling windows of the restaurant in a glamorous blue, with the night sky dotted with stars, full of style.

In particular, the restaurant is dimly lit, and a heart-shaped candle and flowers will be placed on each table, adding to the romantic atmosphere.

Wang Yong never thought that Ziyu Fengqing would book such a place, before Ziyu Fengqing chose old restaurants such as the Eighth Building.

As if sensing Wang Yong's thoughts, Ziyu Fengqing explained a little clumsily: "Don't think about it, it's purely that this restaurant was opened by a friend of mine, and I'm just going to have a show." ”

Wang Yong smiled: "Understood." ”

Then turn to drive towards the CBD.

Sitting in the back row, Ziyu Fengqing quietly took out her mobile phone and sent a message to Wei Ran: Yunku Restaurant, book a window for two people.

……………………

In Yenching Hospital.

Zheng Rong has been wheeled into the operating room for two hours, and the light on the door of the operating room is still on.

Zheng Rong's father paced back and forth at the door with an anxious face, looking up at the corridor in the distance from time to time, and there was a murderous intent in his eyes.

Kicking and kicking, there was a sound of hurried footsteps in the corridor, but it was Zheng Rong's father's secretary who came.

"Did you find it?" asked Zheng Rong's father.

The secretary shook his head: "Not so fast, the registered owner of the car should be just a puppet, and he himself has no money to buy this kind of model that has not yet been marketed in China." ”

Zheng Rong's father's face turned cold: "Hmph! In Yanjing City, nothing is a secret to the Zheng family! Keep checking on me! I will make the guy who caused Rong'er almost die to pay!"

The secretary nodded, then glanced at Zheng Rong's father, and stopped talking.

In the end, he took out his mobile phone, clicked on a video and handed it over: "It may be a little troublesome." ”