In this way, three Lamborghini, two Porsche, and a Maserati raced wildly in the specially opened passage of the villa.

"Miss Zhou, why don't you compare the speed? How about the exit of the passage as the end point? Wang Feng, who had never seen Zhou Zeyi driving, raised his eyebrows.

"If you lose, you have to give the car to the winning side, how about it, does Miss Zhou agree?" Wang Feng is confident that he usually drives 160 miles, how can he not compare to a girl? (Is Zhou Zeyi a girl?) No, no, no, Zhou Zeyi is the devil, who came to rob Wang Feng's car. ）

Zhou Zeyi, who had been looking at Wang Feng's 160-step turtle speed, couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth. Joke, she is a woman who usually drives 180 miles at a speed, and she dares to go up to 200 miles if she is in a hurry, and Wang Feng's small body is really not enough.

"Forget it, I'm only missing this Ricker in this series, since Wang Feng wants to compare it like this, I'll satisfy him." Zhou Zeyi couldn't help but be happy when he saw Wang Feng personally deliver the car to his hands.

Wang Feng always thought that Zhou Zeyi was a 'weak' girl who drove at most 120 miles, and when he saw Zhou Zeyi agree, Wang Feng couldn't help laughing.

Lin Yi, who knew Zhou Zeyi's speed very well, silently mourned for Wang Feng for 0.01 seconds.

"3, 2, 1, go!" With Lin Yi's order, Wang Feng and Zhou Zeyi drove out at the same time.

After 3 seconds, Wang Feng was immediately thrown away by Zhou Zeyi for a few hundred meters.

Lin Yi, on the other hand, followed Zhou Zeyi with an interesting speed of 205 miles and became a photographer who recorded the contestants on the side. (Remember the photographer who ran faster than the runners?) I wanted to give him a spicy strip to express my inspiration. ）

And Zhou Zeyi, who had already been on 200 miles, could only drive 200 miles boringly because the speed of the car could not keep up.

Zhou Zeyi took the computer out of the seat on the right, and then entered a few strings of codes and sent them to Lin Yi's mobile phone. (Note that driving with one hand can also write a few strings of code.) ）

Lin Yi turned on his phone, his face stiffened, and he accidentally drove the car out of the passage. Fortunately, Lin Yi, as a bull who just turned 18 and got a driver's license and drove to school, told him four years of driving skills that it would be enough to turn the steering wheel 30 times.

So, Lin Yi played dozens of circles in the same place before he stopped smoothly.

"I'll go, the eldest lady is too terrible! and they will kill me. Lin Yi trembled, and the phone accidentally fell to the co-pilot.

If you look at it now, you can still see the words "If you go faster, you'll be dead tonight."

Joke, if Zhou Zeyi threw some obscene things into his mobile phone, and then transmitted these things to his parents' or friends' mobile phones, then he wouldn't even be able to wash the pot by jumping into the Yellow River.

Chu Yunfei's child followed Zhou Zeyi at a speed of 180 miles, 'slowly' and left Wang Feng three hundred meters away.

Lin Yi also adjusted the state of his car, and rushed up at a speed of 205 miles. Half a minute later, Lin Yi also surpassed Wang Feng.

Wang Feng's face was full of confusion, but after thinking that his sports car was his last sports car, he gritted his teeth, hung up fourth gear, and then stepped on the accelerator two-thirds. (Note that the final sports car is a key point and needs to be examined.) How can a rich second generation only have one sports car? Of course it was a wave. ）

But that's it, it's useless, Zhou Zeyi has been waiting for Wang Feng at the finish line for more than a minute.

After a minute, Wang Feng slowly reached the exit.

Zhou Zeyi typed a few lines of code and sent it to Wang Feng's mobile phone.

"Electronic contract, sign him, and the car will belong to me." Zhou Zeyi grinned, however, why did Zhou Zeyi draw up the contract in just one minute? That's a problem. (The insane hints that it has been premeditated for a long time.) ）

Wang Feng had a bitter face, and signed his name on the contract with a touch screen pen. But we don't know why Wang Fengfeng carries a touchscreen pen with him in his car at all times, and we don't dare to ask.

"Now slow down a bit and switch to the normal 'yardage' mode, got it?" Zhou Zeyi glanced at several other people and asked. (Note the difference between yardage and mileage, which can be much stronger than yardage.) ）

The old drivers all smiled and nodded.

And such a lineup of luxury cars, even in Shanghai, no one dares to get close to within a meter.

Is it really the reason for the car? No, no, no, there are still bigwigs who have so many cars, and they can afford to pay for them, but the license plate number, which measures the status of the owner, is not necessarily.

Zhou Zeyi's license plate reads "Lu A·zzy88", and Lin Yi's license plate is also so arrogant, "Lu A·ly520".

Chu Yunfei's license plate "Lu B·cyf66", Wang Feng's license plate "Lu A·520wf" (a shameless license plate for thieves, and the car starting with 520 is about to be smashed.) ）

Deng Boyan's license plate is "not very powerful", "Lu A·by666".

The brand of Wan Zhige's car is the same as Wang Feng's, "Lu A·520yy", and the evidence of sprinkling dog food is conclusive, and Wan Moumou has now been brought into the police station. (At this time, Wan Zhige recalled the days when the night was dark and windy, and he took takeaway at the gate of the bureau.) ）

After more than ten minutes, several people successfully arrived at the police station. Floating in unison, leaving neat ruts on the field, and the cleaning aunt obviously blackened her face.

"No, my daughter told me that it would take five or six years of rent to buy such a car, and I can't afford to throw it away." The cleaning aunt noticed the sign on the car at this time, and put down the stone in her hand stupidly.

The cleaning aunt clenched her fists.

"Evil capitalists, I have to drag on the land for a few more hours, damn it!" The cleaning aunt cursed, then picked up the broom and raised it。。。。。。 Then turn your head and continue cleaning.

The passers-by next to them were blinded by the dazzling license plate and the shiny car, and a few quick ones took their mobile phones in their hands, and then quickly took a photo of Zhou Zeyi. Wang Feng and Lin Yi on the side were directly ignored.

Wan Zhige, who had been upstairs, had already packed his luggage, heard so much movement below, put on his shoes, and walked out.

The policeman's uncle was already stunned and stood there motionless. Uh, okay. It's to sit there.

Seeing Wan Zhige come out, Zhou Zeyi's eyes lit up.

"Welcome back from a day trip to the captain's police station." Zhou Zeyi gestured to Wang Feng and the others, and Wang Feng and the others instantly realized that Wan Zhige bowed respectfully.

The sound rose to the sky, and the whole street heard it. Everyone who heard it all felt a coercion and an irresistible domineering!