Chu Dalong walked down from the car and handed the Mercedes-Benz key to Ye Wudao: "Mr. Ye, you can drive the Mercedes-Benz back first." ”

"I'll arrange for someone to come over and tow the truck."

Ye Wudao said: "Remove the Mercedes-Benz tires for me." ”

Chu Dalong: "......" starts

"Mr. Ye, I may have misheard, you asked me to disassemble the Santana tire."

Ye Wudao: "Disassemble the Mercedes-Benz tires and then change them to the Santana car." ”

"Hurry up, I'm in a hurry."

Chu Dalong: "......"

Is there a mistake?

My random Mercedes tires are worth more than your Santana.

You change the Mercedes-Benz tires to Santana, not to mention whether Santana can afford it, this Mercedes-Benz tire will be shameless!

He complained frantically in his heart, but he didn't dare to show it on the surface.

He endured his inner anguish and changed the Mercedes tires to the Santana.

Ye Wudao drove Santana away, leaving Chu Dalong alone on the spot.

The dilapidated Santana is equipped with Mercedes luxury tires, how to look at how nondescript.

……

On the Linjiang Expressway, a fiery red Maserati is speeding in the wind.

It is fast, like a tongue of fire shuttling, dazzling and brilliant.

The driver of the car is a beautiful girl, and she is as eye-catching as this car.

Luxury cars with beautiful women are the most beautiful scenery on this highway.

The beautiful girl who drove the car was the young beautiful girl who had witnessed Ye Wudao accepting the worship of thousands of soldiers before.

Just one glance at that back, she was deeply infatuated with him.

Even when I was driving, I kept thinking about that back.

She realized that she was in love, the kind that couldn't extricate herself.

In order to be able to see the figure of the hero at any time, she even tattooed the other party's back on the nail cover.

As soon as she thought that one day in the future, she might be overwhelmed by that hero of the world, and be crushed by his strong body, domineering and savage, she was full of blood and passion.

She frantically stepped on the accelerator, and the speed of the car soared again and again.

Only this fast speed can allow her to vent her passion to the fullest.

Just when she was enjoying this passion, a car next to her suddenly overtook it with a "whoosh".

The beautiful girl was stunned for a moment and glanced at the dashboard.

One hundred and eighty miles!

Grass, driving at this speed, there are even people who can overtake!

She hurriedly looked around, wanting to see what kind of luxury car it was, which could surpass herself.

And when she saw the car clearly, her eyes almost narrowed.

Santana!

It turned out to be a tattered Santana.

Moreover, Santana's wheels are not yet original,

It's loaded with Mercedes wheels!

"Wow, yes, I'm." The beautiful girl stepped on the gas pedal angrily: "I am a dignified Maserati, I was surpassed by you Santana, I don't want to lose face." ”

"Chase!"

She slammed on the gas pedal, trying to catch up.

However, as soon as she accelerated, Santana in front of her also began to accelerate, and the speed even soared to two hundred at one point!

The beautiful girl's Maserati has also reached a speed of one hundred and ninety miles.

At this speed, the beautiful girl's blood is spurting and her heart is terrified.

She was scared and didn't dare to chase anymore, so she had to slow down slowly.

She glared at the Santana driver unwillingly.

And after just one glance, she suddenly became emotional.

This back is so familiar!

This is...... The back of that hero?

She hurriedly raised her hand and covered her fingernail with a photo of the hero of the world, comparing it with the back of Santana's driver.