The Airport Expressway, 33 kilometers away from the city, is also one of the best highways in Hong Kong. So, every night, there will be a lot of rich second generation or drag racing people gathered here and then started their crazy journey.

When Yan Murong and others' cars drove to the entrance of the expressway, they saw that there were many various sports cars parked on the side of the road, including original Ferrari, Lamborghini, Maserati and other world-famous sports cars, as well as various miscellaneous sports cars of unknown brands, which had been modified and looked extremely strong and gorgeous. They shouted loudly, jumped and expressed their inner wildness.

The arrival of Yan Murong and his party immediately attracted their attention. When he saw Dong Wuyan getting out of the car, a young man lying on his back with an exploding wool roll walked over.

"Sister Dong, why are you here? But I haven't been here for a while. The young man looked at Dong Wuyan diligently, and said with a flattering face.

"Well, bring a friend over and have fun." Dong Wuyan replied lightly.

Looking at the young man's familiarity with Dong Wuyan, Yan Murong knew that this woman had definitely not been to this place before, and it could be seen from the car she drove that she was also a member of these drag racing parties.

"Ah, Li Shao, Du Shao, Bao Shao, you are also here." When the young man saw Li Jianhua and the others getting out of the car, he was stunned for a moment and hurriedly greeted him, and at the same time he was a little surprised in his heart.

Secretly glanced at Yan Murong, who was standing beside Dong Wuyan and was looking at the surrounding situation with a curious expression, and thought, where did this come from? He can let the eldest young master of the four major families and the eldest lady of the Dong family come out to play, oh, by the way, it's just that the eldest young master of the three major families, the eldest young of the Wang family did not come-but he didn't know that the eldest young master of the Wang family had been beaten into a pig's head by the curious baby guy in front of him and admitted to the hospital.

"Well, I'm here to hang out with my friends." Li Jianhua and the others also nodded in response.

"This one is very raw." Then, the young man turned his gaze to Toshiaki Mitsui, his eyes full of doubts. What day is it? Why did all these famous ladies and ladies come here? Although there are a few people who don't know each other, according to the law of what kind of people make what kind of friends, their identities are certainly not simple.

"My name is Toshiaki Mitsui, please take care of me." Toshiaki Mitsui introduced himself while bowing.

I have to say that these island people do pay great attention to etiquette, and the practice of bowing before seeing people without speaking is indeed commendable.

"Ahh The young man was stunned, and heard that this guy was not from Huaxia, but he had never heard of this name, so he could only perfunctory twice, then turned to look at Dong Wuyan and asked. "Sister Dong, what do you want to play?"

"Roller coaster, do you have this?"

"Uh-hehe, Sister Dong, don't be kidding, where else is there here except racing cars." The young man was almost choked to death by Dong Wuyan's words, so he had to laugh twice and secretly scolded himself for being stupid.

"That's fine." Dong Wuyan glanced at the young man and said. "Arrange a game for me, just with that island country."

"Okay." The young man immediately nodded in agreement, looked left and right again, and then asked hesitantly. "Sister Dong, your car?"

Before Dong Wuyan could speak, there was a roar of the engine in the distance, and then, a dark and obviously modified Mitsubishi sports car drove over, and then slowly stopped next to Toshiaki Mitsui.

"Master Mitsui, your car." A man in his thirties got out of the car, looked at Toshiaki Mitsui and said respectfully.

"Brother, auntie must be in a hurry, let's not compare, let's go back, okay?" Mitsui Imperial Sakura looked at Mitsui Toshiaki with a begging face, and begged him in a low voice to stop being stubborn.

"Nope." Toshiaki Mitsui shook his head firmly. "It's not a necklace issue now, it's a question of the honor of our Mitsui family."

"But—"

Before Mitsui Huangying finished speaking, another light flashed in the distance, and he saw a large truck with containers hanging on the side of the road driving over, leaning on the side of the road and stopping, and then, the driver jumped out of the car and opened the door of the container. Then, there was a roar of the engine in the container, and three or two cars drove down in each container, quietly stopping behind Dong Wuyan and a few people.

Suddenly, some of the members of the drag racing party let out a burst of exclamations.

"Wow, look, look, this year's latest Ferrari sports car."

"Look at that one, the Lamborghini Bat Limited Edition."

"Damn, look, there's Lamborghini Black Blood."

"Holy shit, there's F1." A handsome yellow-haired guy looked at a new Mercedes F1 car and couldn't help but burst out with a foul mouth.

Not only them, but even Yan Murong and Li Jianhua and others were taken aback by this lineup.

With so many top sports cars, they can drive a small station, but Dong Wuyan, a woman, is for people to drive out and prepare for flying cars.

Mitsui's face suddenly became ugly - there are so many top sports cars, and any one of them is faster than his modified Mitsubishi, and it seems that he can only win by technology.

"This time, I'll do it myself." Dong Wuyan looked at Yan Murong and said a word, then turned around and walked towards the Bugatti Veyron.

Yan Murong was shocked, and immediately grabbed Dong Wuyan's arm and pulled her back.

Are you kidding. If this eldest lady is allowed to get on, it is estimated that it will not be a flying car, and there may be bumper cars.

"Stay here honestly, it's a man's war, and the woman walks away." Yan Murong said in a deep voice.

"Huh?" Dong Wuyan raised his head and looked at Yan Murong suspiciously, very surprised by what he said.

Does he care about my safety? Dong Wuyan thought a little sweetly in his heart.

"Okay." After thinking about it, Dong Wuyan said. "Then you pick a car."

"That's easy to do." Yan Murong smiled, pointed to the Mercedes F1 car, and said. "That's it, it should be soon."

"Can you drive F1?" Dong Wuyan asked in some surprise.

"No, it won't." Yan Murong shook his head. "But give me five minutes and I'll learn."

After speaking, Yan Murong looked at Mitsui Junming and said with a smile. "I don't know how to drive this car, I will learn and sell it. Well, it's not bullying you, is it? ”

Hearing Yan Murong's words, Mitsui Toshiming was so angry that he wanted to vomit blood.

This bastard is going to use F1 to race with himself, and even if you can't, it's obviously bullying.