"Oh." Yuan Ye responded, trying to follow the man's method, and sure enough, the flexibility of the operation, as well as the control of the body, were a little higher than just now, and the elbows were kept bent at all times, which undoubtedly greatly improved the flexibility of the arms.

This is definitely a pilot's trick, Yuan Ye thinks so.

The traffic control car that had been following behind Yuan Ye, now the target turned into a dense residential area, and stopped one after another, they were not as crazy as Yuan Ye, after all, they were law enforcement officers, not outlaws, if they pursued and advanced with a high pursuit, there was only one consequence in exchange, that is, they crashed headlong into the intricate buildings.

"Call headquarters 128, a dilapidated old magnetic car, is heading southwest at 24o kilometers per hour, please be careful to intercept. Complete. The traffic control staff had no choice but to ask the headquarters for help.

"The smoky wrecked car again?" This is the voice that came from the traffic control intercom.

"That's right." The voice of the traffic management personnel seems to be very helpless, now this broken car makes the traffic management personnel have a big headache, basically the city traffic management team members are deeply disgusted with this car, as long as he appears, it represents, affects the traffic, and also corrupts the city's appearance, the traffic management bureau has repeatedly blocked the car, and finally found nothing, what is even more infuriating is that the car does not have any identification marks, it seems to be assembled from the garbage dump.

"Okay, I'll give an order to the city's traffic management and besiege him in the whole city."

Yuan Ye's broken car with billowing smoke finally used the dense building to enter a main road again, and it looked like a white dragon from a distance.

Matthias Air Base is located on the outskirts of the city of Aya, which is sparsely populated and is ideal for an air base.

Entering the suburbs, the traffic here is obviously much less, but Yuan Ye has no signs of relaxing, behind him more than a dozen traffic management cars are struggling to catch up, if people don't know why they see this posture, they think they are really chasing a vicious criminal.

After driving about 1o kilometers, Yuan Ye suddenly appeared, not far ahead, six taels of white traffic management cars overlapped up and down, forming a roadblock, and what's worse is that Yuan Ye was driving on the viaduct magnetic bridge, with tall guardrails on both sides, and beyond the guardrail was the abyss, and it was basically impossible to get out of the viaduct.

In the face of the roadblock, Yuan Ye's degree did not weaken in the slightest, and the degree remained around 26o km/h, but the man in the co-pilot at this time was a little unable to sit still, what did he want to do? Will they all die together? There was a layer of cold sweat on the man's head, could it be that this guy is a madman? No matter how bold you are, you don't want to die!

"Hey!"

The man just wanted to speak, but Yuan Ye gently pulled the steering wheel, and the front of the car rose high, and then his right hand pressed the button next to his thigh a few times, and the upward inclined magnetic car quickly flipped over.

Just as the car was about to hit the barricade, the body was in a strange shape, sideways and by inertia, it brushed through the gap between the six traffic management cars, and then after a few sharp turns in the air, it twisted its dilapidated posture and drove away with the sound of steel hitting each other.

All that was left for the traffic control car was thick white smoke.

The traffic control team was almost stupid, what kind of monster the driver was, they could be completely sure that the action just now was not a skill used to drive a magnetic car at all, and so far, no one had been able to pass it intact in a six-car barricade, but that guy did it, and it was a broken car cobbled together from the garbage dump.

"This ......" The man in the co-pilot suddenly fell into deep surprise, although it was only for a moment, but he could clearly see that this guy used this broken car just now to make a Garros maneuver, this is a real air combat skill! That's a little too unbelievable, isn't it? He couldn't help but open his eyes wide, trying to observe the unattractive guy next to him.

"Nine minutes and thirty seconds, 3o seconds faster than expected." Arriving at the Matthias Air Base, Yuan Ye made a large drift before stopping the car, the crazy driving just now has made this shattered magnetic car look even more broken, and now this car does not smoke except for the exhaust holes, and the rest of the place is billowing white smoke.

The face of the man sitting in the passenger seat was already burnt, as if he had crawled out of the wrecked fighter.

The man barely woke up from his shock, patted Yuan Ye on the shoulder, and extended his thumb to him again: "Good job, young man." As he spoke, he handed a crystal card to Yuan Ye: "Your performance just now was very good, you have time to contact me, you can make a friend." ”

Yuan Ye didn't think much of this kind of praise, took the crystal card, and three words appeared in the center of the card, Zhang Zinan, Yuan Ye's pupils couldn't help shrinking, Zhang Zinan? Isn't it the star pilot of Aya City? Although Yuan Ye is at the lowest level of society, he is still thunderous with the three words Zhang Zinan, and many people say that to be a man, you must learn from Zhang Zinan, gallop in the sky, and be suave on the ground.

Yuan Ye subconsciously turned his head and looked at the position of the co-pilot, at this time Zhang Zinan had already taken off the outermost military uniform, inside was a tight-fitting flight suit, as he took out the aviation helmet belt from the aviation bag and put it on the top of his head, it was clear that Yuan Ye felt a momentum from his body, this momentum was completely non-existent just now, noble and unruly, always giving people a feeling of looking up to the mountains.

Zhang Zinan didn't speak again, patted Yuan Ye's shoulder again, and got out of the car, but Yuan Ye could no longer see his expression clearly due to the obscuration of the aviation helmet.

Yuan Ye couldn't help but aim his eyes at the Matthias Air Base, through the energy network, he could see one after another fighters proudly parked on the runway of the airport, the ground crew was waving particle light rods and kept guiding, and the ground staff were busy conducting the final inspection of the fighters.

Very spirited! This is Yuan Ye's most intuitive evaluation of pilots, can so many ground crews wait for a pilot? And...... Not far from Yuan Ye, a beautiful young woman in gorgeous clothes was looking ahead expectantly, that was the legendary pilot's wife group. In the World Wide Federation, where Yuan Ye is located, there is such a strange circle, that is, every pilot can find a rich and beautiful wife, just like a football star thousands of years ago.

Yuan Ye's gaze wandered between the fighter plane and his wife's regiment for a long time, but the three words "pilot" were too far away from him.

At this time, the Type I fighters in the air base had already risen one after another with a roar, and they were about to form a formation in the vast sky, forming a "one" shape, and the scene was extremely spectacular.

Suddenly, a purple fighter broke away from the formation and made a standard Garros maneuver in the air, and the green lights on both wings dispersed twice.

Yuan Ye saw this scene and smiled slightly, he knew that Zhang Zinan was expressing his gratitude to himself in this way.

However, Yuan Ye soon put away his smile, because he saw that not far behind him, traffic management cars were roaring towards him, and at least there were more than twenty of them.

"Shhh Yuan Ye sighed helplessly and started the engine again......

"This guy, I really doubt he's crazy?"

Seeing the broken magnetic car straight into the woods, the traffic management team members have such feelings, you know, in the woods the terrain is complex, and the trees are reborn, as long as you are not careful, it will cause a tragedy of car destruction and death, in other words, if it is not for suicide, no one will drive the magnetic car there.

In desperation, the traffic management captain could only announce the end of the team, after all, the broken car was not a heinous fugitive, and it was not cost-effective to risk the destruction of the car for the sake of a driver.

"Unexpectedly, I was escaped by this guy again." Although the traffic management team members were very unwilling, they could only do what the captain wanted.

Entering the depths of the woods, the magnetic car that was now in charge did not follow, Yuan Ye slowly stopped the car, at this moment, his demeanor was more like two people than before, his eyes were a little sluggish, the sweat on his skin was oozing out at a degree visible to the naked eye, and the whole person looked out of breath.

Pushing the car door suddenly, Yuan Ye knelt on top of the weeds, sweat rolled down the tip of his nose like a pearl with a broken thread, and his body kept shaking slightly, which was obviously a sign of physical exhaustion.

Yuan Ye raised his head and looked at the surrounding scenery, only to feel that they were all spinning: "I didn't expect the side effects to be so serious." Yuan Ye's expression was painful, and after muttering, he subconsciously covered his right shoulder......

In the slums, there are few people on the desolate streets, and at night, there is no noise in the bustling area, only in the desolate, silent and dilapidated world, where stray cats can occasionally be seen coming and going in the dilapidated flat rooms, sometimes making a terrible wail, like a sharp claw tearing through the lonely night sky.

A magnetic car with thick smoke billowing from far and near drove slowly, the car was not fast, as if it was a tired beast.

For a whole day, Yuan Ye did almost nothing else, and played in circles with those traffic control cars in the suburbs, until nightfall, he quietly returned to the slum under the cover of night.

When he returned home, it was already ten o'clock in the evening, and when he opened the door, his eyes could clearly see the look of exhaustion, and his physical strength was already a little overdrawn, and his body couldn't help but lean forward slightly.

Dragging his tired body to the head of the bed, Yuan Ye fell on the dirty bed, and after breathing a sigh of relief, he looked at the ceiling in a daze.

The room he was in was small, less than thirty square meters, with only a worn-out desk and an old metal bed, and the rest of the room was littered with piles of miscellaneous items, ranging from worn-out clothes to scattered discarded parts.