Yan Luge didn't know what Zheng Qingming was thinking in his mind at the moment.

He was driving a fluorescent blue supercar, speeding on the winding mountain road, chatting with Lao Zheng with his mobile phone in his head, and skillfully manipulating the sports car to drift through corners.

There are also capable people in the traffic police chasing him behind, I don't know which racing team retired from the car god, who can bite him all the way up the mountain. However, due to the performance gap of the vehicle, the other party is still gradually lagging behind him.

This made Yan Luge feel very good.

Finally, I don't have to eat a ticket! His law-abiding personality has been saved!

As for the fact that the traffic police might block him at the exit at the bottom of the mountain, he didn't care at all.

He never planned to go down this mountain.

Yan Luge glanced at the time.

It's early in the morning, 6:13.

He would reach the top of the mountain in a minute, at 6:14.

And his next means of transportation will arrive two minutes later, at 6:15.

It's a little early, and Yanluge is a little sad.

Obviously calculated the time to go out, but blamed the traffic police for chasing him, which made him a little nervous, so he drove a little faster, and he arrived early.

It is impossible to stop and wait, and if you are caught up, it is not good to eat a ticket.

Without much hesitation, Yan Luge had already driven to the top of the mountain, but without stopping for a moment, he went down the winding mountain road again.

When he reached the east side of the mountain, he took the time to look out of the car and saw a small black shadow approaching in the rising sun.

Looking around again, the dark shadow became larger, and I could see the outline clearly, like a bird with open wings.

After another circle, the bird became larger again, and it was vaguely recognizable as a fixed-wing aircraft.

After a few more circles, the plane got closer and began to lose altitude, as if intending to pass through the valley.

6:15.

The plane deliberately lowered its altitude, and the pilot, with great skill, flew low between the valleys of the two mountains.

Yan Luge tilted his neck and said to Lao Zheng on the phone: "Wait, I'll jump out of the car first, and I'll talk to you later." ”

Zheng Qingming: ???

What is the situation of jumping out of the car?

Is he going to witness some new extreme operation again?

Yan Luge didn't hang up the phone, put it in his pocket, hummed the song, stepped on the accelerator, drove the supercar, broke through the guardrail, and rushed out directly from the cliff.

"it!" The car god who was chasing him in a police car behind him watched this scene from a distance and couldn't help but let out an exclamation.

Instead of being angry and complaining, he regained his previous enthusiasm on the track, and his heart was full of joy.

In the past few years, he has been alone and defeated, and no one in the entire racing world is his opponent, which makes this car god more and more boring, and finally chose to retire and go to the traffic police detachment incognito to become a small traffic policeman.

Unexpectedly, on the second day of his employment, he met a real opponent on the road, drifting all the way on the mountain road, and actually left him far behind.

Really! Sure enough, he made the right choice!

This world really hides the dragon and the crouching tiger, and the master is in the folk!

The car god thought that he must catch up with this unknown folk master, give him a ticket, recommend him to the opponent's club, and let him compete happily with himself in the future arena.

But in the end, he witnessed the sports car fall off a cliff.

Did you still miss it in the end?

This rising star of the future, before it even rose, fell......

The good rider falls from his horse, the good water drowns, the good drinker gets drunk, and the good fighter dies.

Each according to his own good, he will bring disaster to himself.

The car god came from it with sorrow and sighed.

In that man, he seemed to see his own destiny, the end of the future......

Before the tears in his eyes were dry, the car god suddenly saw that a person suddenly jumped out of the sports car that flew off the cliff.

The man spread his arms, and there seemed to be a thin layer of flesh between them. With the help of inertia and this layer of flesh wings, he slid forward for some distance.

And suddenly, there was the roar of engines in the valley. A plane flew low as if it were showing off its skills, appearing right below the man.

As if premeditated, the man landed on the plane and flew away together.

The movements are done in one go, as capable as a thousand tempers, and as graceful as flowing water.

Rider: ???

What did he see?

What did he see?

That's called skill!

That's called technology!

What is it to be able to drive?

Jumping out of the car is a cow!

Will jump on the plane in the middle of the jump, that's a real cow!

The walls of the old world crumbled before his eyes, and the door to a new world slowly opened before his eyes.

It was as if he had found his future path in life.

……

Yan Luge didn't know how much shock he brought to the heart of an ordinary person.

The skills that are shocking in the eyes of others are basic operations in his eyes.

Nothing to show off.

A suction cup was born on the palm of his hand, which climbed to the fuselage like a gecko, and with a little effort, he climbed to the window with a little effort, knocked on the window calmly, and motioned for the people inside to open the door.

The Man Inside: "......"

Song of Words: "......"

After a while, the hatch actually opened.

Yanluge jumped in lightly and skillfully.

The hatch closed again.

This plane flew out of the Blackstone Islands, and it was carrying many acquaintances who were singing words, such as the captain of the first operation team, Abulie, and the leader of the second operation team, Xue Batian.

When they heard the news of the arrival of the gods in Tianzhou, they urgently gathered and flew over by plane for more than ten hours, and at this time they had just passed through the sky over Haicheng.

And their boss arrived for more than ten hours before the missile, so he not only helped Lao Zheng clean up a bunch of pollutants, but also had time to set up a private theater to watch a movie, and then pinched the stopwatch and caught their tailwind......

Abuli watched Yan Luge put away the meat wings of the same style as his own, and sorted out the clothes that were blown by the wind as if nothing happened, his expression was extremely complicated: "We received a notice before that you need to take a flight, so we will come to pick you up halfway." I thought we'd land at some airport and let you up.

"But I never expected that the so-called pick-up would be like this......"

Yan Luge glanced at him with the eyes of a fool: "It's faster like this." ”

Abrei hurriedly bowed his head: "Yes, yes, you are right, this is indeed faster. ”

"Do you want to learn? I'll teach you. ”

"I, uh, that, boss, I don't think my flying skills are very good yet, and I need to practice more."

"That's right, you're so wasteful, I guess you can't learn if you want to."

Abulae: "......"

He understands that no matter how hard he usually works, he will always be a weak chicken in the eyes of his boss, just like a child will always be a cub in the eyes of his parents, no matter how old he grows.

He decided that in the future, no matter what unreasonable things the boss said or what training plan he proposed that undermined common sense, he would never refute or question it, train honestly, and admit it even if he was stabbed every day.

Lest he be despised by his boss as soon as he doubts it, and let him learn the skills of jumping on a plane on the way to a cliff.

(End of chapter)