Chapter 0945 - Flying Speed

As the car rampaged through the crowd, almost everyone on the road was cursing. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 info And the license plate of this car happens to be very coquettish 1888.

So soon, someone recognized Fu Hao's license plate. The good guy quickly took various live videos and posted them on the Internet.

All kinds of comments simply poured in, "The rich second generation drives sports cars everywhere, ignoring public safety." ā€

"It seems that shooting one Zhang Qingze is definitely not enough."

"It's amazing to have money, it's disgusting!"

This type of review varies online. And those who know how to order a car were surprised, "Good ball is amazing, actually driving like this on the road!" ā€

"Isn't this Zhang, Kiyosawa's car?" In general, Fu Hao heard Lamborghini giggling and rushing forward in the midst of the scolding.

At the same time, on the runway of Shuncheng Avenue, Zhang Boxin was driving.

His purpose-built sports car has two white rear wings and a white body with various stamp-like red and black logos. The dust raised on the runway in the sun was minimal. It makes people have a sense of youthful infinite blood and a sense of paleness and weakness.

A group of young people watching from the sidelines were all playing sports cars, and the speeding car was much smaller than ordinary sports cars, whether it was the sound of the engine or the smoke emitted. But it's much faster.

So those who were standing on the runway next to it were watching all this with a kind of pilgrimage eye. Even if Xiao Tian was dissatisfied with Zhang Boxin, he was thoughtful when he looked at his car at this time. His own car has also been modified, and he considers himself a master at it. But it clearly did not reach that point.

There will be a game on Shuncheng Avenue the next day. By noon on this day, all roads had been blocked. Because, Fu Dongcheng needs to defeat Fu Hao in public and let everyone know. So he did his best to make everything right, and he took the initiative to apply to the government for temporary runway requisition. With his second-generation official connections, this application was naturally approved quickly. And it is said that his parents are very supportive of him doing so, especially after hearing that he is going to chase Lin Xiaoyue.

Zhang Boxin drove the car back and stopped accurately in front of the few rich second generations standing in the sun.

He got out of the car with the door and said, "Ordinary F1 drivers are not allowed to enter the track before the race, because it is unfair to everyone, but today is different, we are just a private non-professional race, it is good for everyone to be familiar with it, so that we can leave a good impression on the Chinese audience who are not familiar with racing." ā€

Fu Dongcheng also smiled, "In this way, we can be more sure." Zhang Boxin also smiled, "If you can't beat in such a place, an amateur player, I don't have to mix again in my life." Several people were laughing, only Xiao Tian didn't laugh, Fu Dongcheng was afraid that the atmosphere was not good, and he didn't forget to comfort Xiao Tian, "Xiao Tian is happy, this competition is a global attention and a national hot spot." Even the Donghu City Sports Bureau has just arrived. That's a lot of attention than it was in F1. His words are true, after all, there are many Chinese, and when a project causes popularity on the Internet, then his audience is likely to exceed that of F1 races, which are very popular in Europe and the Americas.

Xiao Tian's words were also very simple, "I think it's strange that Fu Hao is willing to race with us, have you ever considered why he is so confident in agreeing to the competition?" ā€

Fu Dongcheng and Zhang Baixin behind him both had disdainful smiles on their faces. Zhang Boxin is a person who is extremely confident as long as he touches the car, and his words are very direct, "I think you care a lot about what I said last time, right?" Xiao Tian didn't make a sound.

Zhang Boxin, "Okay, let's have a good game tomorrow morning, I can't say that I will show all my strength." He pointed to the long bends in the distance, "But at least I can give you a sense of the difference between a professional and an amateur." Xiao Tian snorted coldly, "I never think I'm an amateur." ā€

Zhang Boxin smiled and didn't speak.

He then instructed Fu Dongcheng to drive. In order to get a good result in the second day's competition. This time he asked Zhang Boxin to bring two F1 cars.

One was driven by Zhang Boxin himself, and the other was driven by him. This kind of car, which has been modified to the limit, will be an important basis for his race tomorrow. Repeated familiarity with the track is another advantage.

……

The other side.

Fu Hao was sitting in the black sports car, and the speed had slowed down. And he was preaching to Lamborghini, "You can't drive as fast as you do in the city." It's too dangerous and can hurt people easily. It's also too easy to cause the police to get into trouble. ā€

Lamborghini was a little puzzled and said, "Really?" ā€

"I've been pleasantly surprised by your speed. Be aware of safety though. There are managers in every era, and we can't afford to cause unnecessary trouble for ourselves. ā€

"Do you think that as long as we have the strength, we can do whatever we want?"

Fu Hao smiled a little bitterly, thinking that his thoughts were really domineering, "What do you say?" Although it is said that you can do what you want to do if you have the strength, you waste too much strength on some boring things and attract too much trouble. Where is the time for big things? ā€

It dawned on her that she said, "Oh, I see. ā€

Fu Hao nodded and said, "In general, you should pay attention to yourself, we have our own goals." ā€

"Okay."

This is the bend where Lamborghini finally arrives. Surrounded by an old-fashioned abandoned bus station. There were a lot of old red buses parked in the bars. The body is mottled with red paint and is full of rust.

For these buses, Fu Hao can't say what he feels. It's a strange but familiar feeling. It's as familiar as the air you once breathed in every day.

In the distant community, there are many children playing on the fitness equipment behind the iron fence in the community. You can hear the sound of children blowing plastic whistles in the distance.

The runway here is indeed very beautiful, in fact, Fu Hao has not been to Shuncheng Avenue before.

But the corners that Lamborghini brought him to really give Fu Hao a super difficult feeling, and people with driving skills will have a feeling of excitement in this kind of place.

The black road in the sun, the black futuristic sports car, like a black lightning bolt. Fly by the pale and majestic abandoned buildings.

I could feel that Lamborghini was happy, and Fu Hao was also speeding through these corners of the old and the new, listening to her giggling young female laughter, there was a sense of life in progress.

Fu Dongcheng called Fu Hao later that day. At that time, Fu Hao was sitting in the car, drinking the red tea he had just bought from a small shop near the neighborhood.

"Is the money ready?" There was a smug in his voice, as if he were asking for his own money.

Fu Hao sat among the black ornaments in the car, drank slowly, and said, "I thought I forgot about it." Everybody knows I'm rich. But what about your money? I remember the last time you lost it. ā€

(To be continued.) )