6. A car of lonely ghosts

"What's the situation? Dead on the mountain? Li Zhao was full of question marks, and the other bastards were also a little dazed, and even Wang Laoqi, who was hiding in the shadows, wanted to shoot.

The mourning music of the hearse was so loud that there were echoes from time to time in this empty valley, and everyone felt creepy, and because the autumn mountain road was too dangerous, there were often car accidents, and the faces of several timid people turned white.

From far and near, the hearse actually drove to Li Zhao's side and stopped.

A person got out of the car, wearing a peaked cap and looking handsome.

"Li Zhao, and a few brothers, didn't they scare you?" At this moment, it was none other than Ling Feng who was speaking.

In an instant, Li Zhao's face turned red with anger, and the others were even more obviously relieved, and then cast an angry look at Ling Feng.

Obviously, although they didn't say anything, they were obviously scared.

And in the dark, Wang Laoqi was also dizzy, thinking about what kind of tricks Ling Feng was playing, he came to drag racing at night, and actually drove a hearse, compared with the tractor-style engine of the hearse, compared with Li Zhao's specially modified racing car, it was simply a tortoise and rabbit race.

"Boy, what the are you playing, where did you drive this broken car from, are you here to race with me, or let's wait a while and send you directly to the crematorium!" Li Zhao immediately scolded.

"I'm sorry, brother, I'm poor, where is there such a good car as yours, I happen to be a hearse driver in the funeral home now, and I only have this car under my hand, so I drove him here!" Ling Feng said honestly.

"Hahaha, boy, you're laughing at me, and the funeral home hearse driver, take the hearse to the competition, and I'll give you 100 points for your creativity!" A bastard next to him couldn't help but laugh, and everyone around him laughed at him.

Li Zhao couldn't help but shake his head, obviously in their eyes, Ling Feng was a complete drag racing idiot.

"Alright, let's stop talking nonsense and let's get started!" Ling Feng didn't have time to chat with them, so he immediately said.

"Okay, let's get started, but don't forget the bets on the game!" Li Zhao smiled yinyin, it seemed that the 200,000 yuan had reached his pocket.

"I can't forget, come on, let's fight it!" After Ling Feng finished speaking, he was about to get into the car.

"Yohe, you're quite confident!" Li Zhao said, suddenly his eyes swept to a pet dog next to him, and a bad thought immediately flashed in his mind: "Boy, seeing that you are so confident, should we raise more bets and play a little more exciting!" ”

"What do you want to add?" Ling Feng remained silent, in this situation, it was obvious that he was more willing to raise the bet.

"Silly Qiang, you wrap up the-soaked that Erha just pulled, let's have some excitement with this hearse god!" After Ling Feng finished speaking, a bucktooth next to him immediately understood, and within a few seconds, he took a bubble of stinky dog shit.

"How do you want to play?" Ling Feng was stunned, Li Zhao, this bastard, was obviously more vicious than he imagined.

"Simple, if anyone loses today in addition to losing 200,000, this shit will be used as a free supper, invite him to eat, what's the matter? Dare to play? Li Zhao said with a more and more wicked smile, obviously he had played this kind of trick more than once.

In the shadows, Wang Laoqi clenched the shotgun at the beginning, and when he heard such bullying words, Wang Laoqi wanted to shoot this scum.

But at this moment, Ling Feng said without hesitation: "Okay, I agreed!" ”

"Happy!" Li Zhao laughed, feeling more and more that Ling Feng was a complete fool, and this game was definitely fun later.

"Fengzi, what's wrong with this kid? Is it really the wrong string? Next to him, Wang Laoqi was also stunned, in his impression, Ling Feng was usually not like this, his head was always very bright, what happened today?

And just when he was surprised, this funny race between a luxury sports car and a dilapidated hearse finally began.

"Smack!" Although the starting gun sounded, the sports car driven by Li Zhao flew out like a cannonball, and the speed was pulled to 150 miles in an instant.

"Brother Zhao is not the king of drag racing in Haizhou, who can compare with this speed?" A few bastards next to him immediately shouted hello.

And Ling Feng next to him was not in a hurry, and he also lit a cigarette in his mouth, which seemed to be completely indifferent to Li Zhao.

"Nima, this kid can really pretend, when the time comes, there will be a time for him to cry!"

"Let him fuck, I'll personally stuff Erha's shit into his mouth later!"

"Playing handsome with us, he is simply looking for death!"

……

The bastards on the side looked at Ling Feng and instantly gritted their teeth.

Even Wang Laoqi couldn't understand Ling Feng more and more.

But at this moment, Ling Feng set off, he kicked the accelerator violently, and the whole specially modified hearse jumped out like a ghost, and the speed was so fast that it couldn't be caught by the naked eye.

"W-How is this possible?" The bastards were dumbfounded.

Wang Laoqi's jaw also dropped, thinking to himself that Ling Feng, this kid, could it be that he was still a racing master hidden beside him.

In the distance, Li Zhao was already snorting obscenely, obviously thinking that he had left Ling Feng far behind, and in just a few minutes, the championship would definitely fall into his hands.

But at the moment when his tail was almost lifted to the sky, suddenly the hearse, which was regarded as rubbish to the extreme, suddenly rushed out from behind him, and left him far behind.

Li Zhao was stunned for a moment, and it took three seconds before he reacted.

Suddenly, he kicked the accelerator and tried his best to catch up, you must know that his car is the best sports car in Haizhou, and the whole vehicle was directly taken to Europe for modification, and the performance of the engine and the advantages of various equipment are about to catch up with the F1 car.

And what grade is the kind of hearse that Ling Feng drives, almost all of them are domestic products that were eliminated in the nineties, and it is almost the limit to be able to run eighty miles at ordinary times, but I don't know what's wrong today, Li Zhao's car is almost 200 miles, and he can't catch up with him.

It was as if the hearse had really turned into a ghost and had come out of hell.

"Monkey, show me what the hell is going on?" Li Zhao finally became anxious and immediately shouted into the walkie-talkie.

On the other end of the walkie-talkie, a tall and thin man had already flown up the drone, he swallowed his saliva and said: "Brother Zhao, let's hell this time, this kid's broken car seems to be about to take off, and the speed is more than 250 miles, my mother!" ”

"Damn, this is absolutely impossible, I don't believe in the hell, we are underestimating the opponent, I guess his car must have been modified, I guess he is a racing driver, otherwise he would easily stand out for Wang Laoqi!" Li Zhao gritted his teeth, he was a person who absolutely refused to admit defeat, and the conspiracy came as soon as he said it, in the blink of an eye, he slammed in the direction, and the car suddenly rushed into a small road next to it.

He has driven the road of this autumn mountain hundreds of times, and he knows the road conditions better than anyone else, although the road is uneven, but it can at least save more than half of the distance, and for a while Li Zhao gritted his teeth and drove wildly.

Soon, relying on cheating, his car gradually caught up with Ling Feng, and just when there was almost a kilometer left near the finish line, Li Zhao finally took the lead, and he rushed out of the path at once and began to drive desperately towards the finish line.

"Brother Zhao is mighty!"

"Brother Zhao is awesome!"

"Brother Zhao first!"

……

A bunch of racing bastards watched the drone video and immediately shouted.

At this moment, Wang Laoqi's heart suddenly pinched, he knew in his heart that Li Zhao, the bastard, must have cheated again, he deliberately set a trap when he played with him last time, and this time he came to the trick again.

Although Ling Feng was deeply hidden, compared to such a shameless person, he would definitely suffer a loss.

"Damn, this bastard is cheating, damn it!" At this moment, Ling Feng in the back also realized that something was wrong, and his heart became anxious, his hearse was still a long way away from Li Zhao.

But at this time, the system responded reliably: "Brother, don't worry, I said that I would help you this time, and I will definitely help you to the end!" ”

After the system finished speaking, suddenly there was a miserable sound from the horn of the hearse, which was extremely harsh, and pierced directly into Li Zhao's ears.

Li Zhao was stunned for a moment, and instinctively glanced through the reflector, it doesn't matter if he doesn't aim at it, this glance Li Zhao's three souls and seven spirits lost most of it at once.

At this moment, in Ling Feng's spacious hearse, terrifying ghosts suddenly appeared, old and young, men and women, but all of them had rotten intestines and deformed facial features......