The voice of the stud man fell, and the off-road vehicle had rushed out like an arrow from the string, leaving a series of almost hazy car shadows on the road shrouded in haze.

"Seventy miles! Seventy miles! ”

After the car started for a while, the stud man shouted loudly again, apparently reminding the plane head to shoot.

Because the rumors only said that the speed of the car would be increased to 70 miles, but not that the faster the better, the stud man did not speed up, and kept rushing towards the front at a speed of 70 miles, where he could not see the road ahead at all.

The short-haired woman was holding the phone with trembling hands, and next to her was a man in a hat with an obscene face, who was stopping in front of the short-haired woman with one hand at the moment, constantly touching the short-haired woman's chest as the body shook.

The short-haired woman was in a state of panic, and the hat man's behavior was so subtle that the short-haired woman did not know that she had suffered a loss.

As for the three people behind him, because they are shooting in different directions, there is no intersection.

"Did you get anything?"

The voice of the stud man came out again.

"Are you kidding us? We took it with our mobile phones, you think it's a video camera, and we shoot while watching! ”

The head of the plane said sarcastically.

"Grass, I'm just asking."

The stud man actually wanted to say, if you don't shoot anything, forget it, change to the next way, because the haze is getting bigger and bigger, and the visibility is only seven or eight meters away at most, at their speed, if a car suddenly comes out of front, then it will definitely kill someone.

But thinking about it in his heart, he felt that it was all this time, and there should be no cars, so he continued to drive in his heart.

He drove at a speed of seventy miles for about seven or eight minutes, and nothing happened during this time, which also made the stud man secretly relieved.

"Almost, yes. Let's stop first. ”

The head of the plane was kneeling on the seat and then shooting at the rear window, so it was already tired at this time.

"Stop, I'm starting to get sour with what I'm holding."

Hearing everyone's voices, the stud man slowly stepped on the brakes, instead of stopping the car as violently as before.

After the car stopped, the head of the plane first got out of the car and moved, and after kneeling for a while, his knees couldn't stand it. He threw a cigarette to the man in the hat and the man with the earrings, and then lit one himself. While broadcasting the video he shot earlier, he said:

"It's fine if it does, but if it doesn't, it's too boring and fucked!"

The stud man took a deep puff of his cigarette, and at this time he also walked over and launched the video without the permission of the head of the plane. The head of the plane raised his head and asked unhappily:

"What the hell do you want to do?"

"Are rich people so unproductive?" The stud man looked at the head of the plane a little speechlessly, and the head of the plane also felt a little ironic. Then he repeated unhappily:

"I mean, I'm looking good, what are you doing with it?"

"What's the point of looking at it now? Like you said, if it's okay, it's exciting. I also feel that this trip is worth it. But what if you don't make it? Wouldn't you feel bored, and you were an idiot at the toss before?

Then how can we be in the mood to go to the midnight zone? So, let's save the show for that, we'll see it then. ”

"It does make sense. Then I still don't look at it. ”

Both the woman in gray and the woman in the colorful sweater withdrew from the video playback mode and put the phone back in their pockets.

"I can't see it, you're pretty good at talking."

The head of the plane originally thought that the stud man was very annoying. But now I have a bit of appreciation.

"What's the matter, come out to play, and my organization must find a way to let everyone have a good time, have fun."

"Okay, then it's up to you whether you're high or not today."

The head of the plane flew away with only half of the cigarette bomb, and then glanced at the watch in his hand, and reminded everyone:

"It's almost 1 a.m., and if you don't hurry, the plan for the midnight area will be ruined."

"yes, that's what the focus is." Thinking of the midnight area, the man in the hat also came to his senses, and he no longer tasted the "Ninety-Five", and directly flicked off the cigarette butt and went to the short-haired woman with a hippie smile.

"Then let's get in the car."

The six of them got into the off-road vehicle again, and this time because they had to draw a "death" character on the road, so it was a little more difficult to shoot than before. The man in gray with the earrings discussed it together, and finally decided that the three people in the back would stick to each other, so as not to be thrown out because the car turned left and right.

As for the man in the hat and the woman with short hair crowded in the co-pilot, it is still the same as before, the short-haired woman is responsible for shooting, and the man in the hat is responsible for "protecting" her.

The stud man's driving skills are actually very good, and his other identity is actually an off-road rider in a club, but he naturally won't talk about these things to strangers.

In fact, the six of them hadn't even exchanged names with each other.

The car was driven by a man with stud ears, driving crookedly on the road, but if you look down from a high place, it is indeed a "dead" word.

After the word "death" was written, the car stopped again, and the people sitting on it all pressed the windows one after another and took a few deep breaths of the cold air outside. Although no one got motion sickness, they were still a little dizzy when they stopped and turned and came down.

After a pause, the stud man turned on the stereo in the car, and then asked, accompanied by dynamic music:

"How are you feeling? Is it pleasant or a little boring? ”

"Does it make a difference?" The head of the plane did not take the liberty of expressing his opinion this time.

"Of course there is. If you're in a good mood, then we can't drive because that's going to cause a car accident. On the other hand, if you're in a bad mood, we're good to go now. ”

"Grass, then don't send us on our way quickly."

The head of the plane said without thinking. Beside him, both the woman in the sweater and the woman in gray echoed and said:

"Let's go, I really don't want to go around in circles on this broken road anymore!"

The stud man nodded, then looked at the man in the hat and the woman with short hair sitting in the passenger seat, and asked:

"What about you?"

"Let's go to the midnight zone, where it must be more interesting than here."

"Hmm." The short-haired woman just nodded, curious about the midnight zone in the hat man's mouth.

After getting everyone's opinion, the stud man stopped talking nonsense and started the car again:

"Then we're on our way, working in the midnight zone.

3！

2！

1！

Go！！！ ”

The stud man was not used to it at all this time, and stepped on the accelerator hard, accompanied by the exclamations of everyone in the car, as well as the sound of cursing, the car was completely hidden in the thick haze.

Seems...... It has never been here. (To be continued......)