Ye Ziming was stunned.

It's already eleven o'clock in the evening, where is the car?

Just when he was puzzled, there was another "whoosh", and another red sports car rushed from the back to the front.

It turns out that it's a race car.

Drag racing, to be exact.

Glancing at this underground tunnel again, Ye Ziming suddenly remembered, what a familiar environment, ten years ago, he was known as the little prince of Ningcheng's No. 1 racing car, and he often had fun with drag racing enthusiasts in this tunnel.

At this moment, the floodgates of memory were opened, and Ye Ziming recalled it completely.

At that time, I was fourteen or fifteen years old, crazy and chic. I remember once making a bet with Ah Shuai and them, who lost, who invited a guest to fly to Italy overnight to eat turkey.

That time, it was Ah Shuai who lost, and the five of them really went to Italy, and the taste of turkey was cool.

What's even cooler is that after eating turkey, go surfing with Italian beauties.

The years are getting old, and I Ye Ziming has forgotten it.

Thinking of this, Ye Ziming's face showed a trace of bitterness.

"Mr. Mi, don't be afraid, it's a racing car..."

Before he finished speaking, a small red dot appeared in front of him, and then there was a "whoosh", and the red sports car rushed over again. However, when passing the Audi A8, the sports car slowed down, and a guy with yellow hair in the car whistled at Milan, "Force!" ”

Then, the sports car flashed by.

Milan's face changed in an instant.

Ye Ziming's face also changed.

I met a hooligan.

Drag racing hooligans, to be exact.

Ye Ziming has an experience that drag racing is a cool one. When the speed reaches the extreme, the person is also cool to the extreme, and at that moment, I have the urge to with a beautiful woman.

The yellow hair that had just rushed over should have seen Milan in an instant, and was shocked by Milan's beauty, so he spit out "forced".

Ye Ziming decided to teach the yellow hair a lesson just now.

It's a must!

He asked Milan to stop the car, the two exchanged places, Ye Ziming sat in the driver's seat, asked Milan to fasten his seatbelt, and then slammed the accelerator and chased the red sports car in front.

Supposedly, Audi and sports cars belong to two concepts, wheel speed, Audi is impossible to catch up with sports cars.

However, the speed of the sports car that had just rushed over suddenly slowed down, and it could be seen that when Huang Mao passed by Audi, he caught a glimpse of Milan and was shocked by Milan's beauty, and he was reminiscing.

So, Audi rushed up all at once.

When passing by the red sports car, Ye Ziming poked his head out and said to Huang Mao, "Grandson! ”

The tone was disdainful.

It's already polite.

Ten years ago, it wasn't a grandson, but a swear word like "your grandma".

Moreover, Ye Ziming deliberately slowed down, turned his head, and looked behind him with teasing eyes.

"Damn, ~~~~~~~~~~"

Huang Mao suddenly shouted angrily, and as soon as he stepped on the accelerator, he chased after him frantically.

In just three seconds, he caught up with the Audi A8.

"Ye Ziming, what are you doing?!"

Milanese flowers are overlooked.

Tell her directly that something crazy is going to happen next.

Ye Ziming couldn't bother to answer her, and when he saw the sports car rushing up, he had already prepared, his hand shook, and a silver needle pierced the tire of the red sports car.

It's the front tire.

"Whew!"

Suddenly, the silver needle pierced into it.

The sound is subtle.

No one will hear or notice.

Then something interesting happened.

After Xiao Huangmao caught up with the Audi A8, he was about to teach Ye Ziming a hard lesson, but the speed of the car dropped.

Suddenly, it inexplicably fell behind Audi.

"it!"

Xiao Huangmao scolded angrily, slammed the accelerator, and tried to speed up, but the accelerator went up, but the speed couldn't get up.

Ye Ziming, not in a hurry, deliberately kept the car and the sports car behind him less than 10 meters away, and then, while driving, he turned around, hooked his index finger, and the corners of his mouth were contemptuous, meaning, come on! The boy is chasing me.

"!!!!"

Little Yellow Mao's lungs exploded.

Desperately hit the accelerator, trying to catch up, and teach Ye Ziming a hard lesson.

However, I just can't catch up.

At this time, Xiao Huangmao suddenly realized that something was wrong, was there something wrong with the sports car.

He quickly slowed down, parked the car on the side of the road in the tunnel, and got out of the car to inspect the sports car.

However, he looked at it for a long time and didn't find anything wrong.

What he couldn't have noticed was that the silver needle was so thin that it penetrated directly into the bottom and upper end of the tire, leaving two very small holes in the tire.

Some people may want to say, does such a small air have an effect on the speed of a sports car?

Yes, the impact is very large. When the speed of a sports car exceeds 200 km/h, the tire pressure requirements are very strict. It's not the same as a regular car at all.

It is such a small difference that makes the advanced sports car unable to catch up with Audi.

Just when he was checking the car, Ye Ziming was already driving the Audi car, turning back from the front, and when he passed by Xiao Huangmao and the sports car, he learned the tone of the other party just now, and spit out a word in his mouth, "Dick!" ”

What the other party said just now was "forced", and Ye Ziming replied to the other party as a "dick".

Give somebody a taste of his own medicine.

The words you use depend on the object, which is very appropriate.

Xiao Huangmao suddenly jumped like thunder, and he didn't care about checking the car, he felt that there should be no problem with the car, and it might have been due to improper operation just now.

He jumped into the car at once, slammed on the accelerator, and the sports car rushed towards the Audi like crazy.

Bumped into it, to be exact.

Some people may ask, is this kid dying? Do you want to die with Ye Ziming?

Of course not.

It turns out that this sports car has very high-end performance, and the collision resistance is very good, if it hits Audi, Audi will be smashed to pieces immediately, and this sports car will have nothing at all.

If you do this, it is not a matter of danger, it is a matter of human life.

It turned out that Xiao Huangmao was Xiahou Shan's nephew, named Xia Xiaoye, nicknamed Little Bastard.

Xia Xiaoye is a standard playboy, he knows how to find excitement every day, and he never does serious things.

Xiahou Shan once felt that he had no hope of having a son, and his nephew was the incense of their Xia family, so he was very indulgent to this nephew.

Okay, let's move on.

Hearing Ye Ziming scolding himself as a "dick", the little bastard didn't even think about it, and drove directly into the Audi.

His idea was very simple, which was to kill the guy who scolded him just now.

However, the little bad forgot one of the most important things, the tire pressure of the front tire had lost balance with the rear tire, and he suddenly turned over because he pressed the accelerator too hard.

Even the people and the car turned over at once.

To get out of it alive is to roll forward.

"Ahh

Milan screamed in fright.

It all happened so suddenly.

She thought to herself that this little red sports car must have been shattered.

The little yellow hair who drove the car must have died and couldn't die again.