"Emperor Chen Qing, I didn't expect your drag racing skills to reach such a terrifying and rebellious level. Pei Yuyan groaned and said secretly: "Even if it is the mysterious car god who ranks first in the underground drag racing list of country M, I am afraid that it will not be enough to lift your shoes." ”

"Buzz ......"

The engine of the red Ferrari convertible exploded, Pei Yuyan did not make any stops, and gave full play to her driving skills to the extreme, driving down the mountain.

Pei Yuyan's driving skills, if it were Fang Cai's usual times, would definitely be admired by those drivers: worthy of it, an international all-round superstar.

This drag racing technique is really too sharp and awesome.

However, now Pei Yuyan's driving skills, in the eyes of others, are simply scum, a mess of scum, and they are all doubting whether Pei Yuyan will drag race.

No!

Do you Pei Yuyan know how to drive.

There is no way, the driving skills shown by Emperor Chen Qing are too rebellious. Between Pei Yuyan and Emperor Chen Qing, it is not at the same level at all.

That's more than 108,000 miles.

Chen Qingdi is like a professional driver, and Pei Yuyan is like a person who can't drive, and has never even seen a car.

The gap is so big.

The difference between immortals!

"What the hell, what did I see? The afterimage of the white sè just now, is it Chen Qingdi's BMW Z4?

"Fast drift? That's called fast drift? What the hell, it's just a rapid drift, you know?"

"Can anyone tell me that I'm not dreaming? it's all real? drifting, how can I do it so fast?

"Smack!"

As soon as the words fell, a slap in the face sounded.

Immediately after, a serious voice sounded, "I'll tell you, it's all true, you don't dream, unless, all of us are dreaming." ”

"I.cāo, Lao Tzu is saying, you thousand hairs beat me, why do you use so much strength, cāo. you ......."

"Emperor Chen Qing is simply too awesome, idol, from now on, Emperor Chen Qing is my idol and the goal of my life. ”

"The goal of struggle? Emperor Chen Qing is a god-like existence, your goal is too big, let's change it." ”

"Damn, isn't it okay for Lao Tzu to work hard to improve his drag racing skills and reach one-thousandth of Emperor Chen Qing's? Qianmao despises me so much?"

"One thousandth, I see that you can reach one ten-thousandth of Emperor Chen Qingdi, it's all difficult, wake up, don't continue dreaming, talking in your dreams. ”

“......”

"Now the Nine Bends track is free. At this moment, the shocked Yuan Fat Man took a deep breath, yelled into the microphone, and turned to leave.

"Roar......

Suddenly, all the people who entered the city screamed excitedly, rubbing their fists one by one, quickly getting on the car, and preparing to race on the nine-bend track.

They were all burned by Emperor Chen Qing's rebellious driving skills.

Idol!

An absolute idol.

The underground drag racing list of country M, the mysterious car god ranked first?

What the hell, you're a fart?

In front of Emperor Chen Qing, you are a scumbag, and the scumbag can't be a scumbag anymore.

A scumbag, competing to be so mysterious, only appears once a year. When it appears, it appears, and he wears a mask of gold sè.

Arrogant fart?

"Chen Dashao, you're too fucking good at pretending, I really want to be ruthless. Grass ......" got into the Ford E350 Yuan Qiu, and there was a grudge in his heart, "What, we are brothers, decades of ...... No, brother of more than ten years, don't tell me that your driving skills are so good. ”

"No, it's just that Emperor Chen Qing made 1,800 sets of air-conditioned clothes, it's too cheap for him. At least...... At least 2,000 sets. Yuan Qiu gritted his teeth and said a number in his heart.

Yuan Qiu thought that Emperor Chen Qingdi was very tired and had a long time to make air-conditioned clothes, although he was angry, he didn't want to be tired of Emperor Chen Qingdi.

Chen Da Shao, but his brother of Yuan Fatzi.

Besides, if he is tired, how will he Yuan Qiu get rich in the future?

It's just that if Yuan Qiu knows that two thousand sets of air-conditioned clothes are in the hands of Emperor Chen Qingdi, it will be easy to get it in ten minutes, I don't know how Lu Dao will feel.

Not far away, in the Sjuker C8.

"Brother Tiger...... Zhuang Bicheng's face was shocked or shocked, and he looked at Lu Hu and asked with difficulty: "Emperor Chen Qing has left, what should we do now?"

Unwilling o.

"Yes. Lu Hu nodded, his eyes narrowed into a straight line, and he said in a deep voice: "Wait for Ming Yao, if you have the opportunity, you will kill Emperor Chen Qing." ”

"Brother Xie Lu, Brother Xie Hu. Zhuang Bicheng's whole body was shocked, he was extremely excited, gritted his teeth, and said with a vicious face: "When the time comes, I will arrest Emperor Chen Qingdi, I will torture him well, and let him die before he dies." ”

"When the time comes, whatever you want, you can do whatever you want. Lu Hu said this, but he couldn't help but secretly say in his heart: "This Chen Qingdi not only has good combat effectiveness, but also has such a rebellious skill in drag racing. ”

"If you want to kill him, you can't let him get in the car. Lu Hu clearly knew that once Emperor Chen Qing got in the car, no one would be able to stop him Emperor Chen Qing.

Retrograde!

Emperor Chen Qing's drag racing skills are too rebellious, and they are so rebellious that they don't have any confidence to catch up with Emperor Chen Qing.

There is no such heart at all.

Invincibility!

is already in an invincible existence.

"Buzz ......"

Lu Hu started the Sjue C8 and quickly left the nine-bend track.

Obviously, Lu Hu's drag racing skills are even worse than Emperor Chen Qingdi.

After more than 20 minutes, the drivers were all on the nine-turn track, ready to vent their excitement by going crazy for a wild race.

Idol!

They all have a common idol.

On the field, only one car did not move, it was a very burnt bag, worth more than 43 million, a centennial version of Bugatti Veil.

Standing next to the Bugatti Vivier in the 100-year limited edition is a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy. The boy is very handsome, and although he is young, he gives him a very old-fashioned feeling.

"Emperor Chen Qing, Master. The young man took a deep breath, his face full of firmness, "You Emperor Chen Qing, you will be my Duan Fan's master in the future, and I will also be your apprentice." ”

"College of Traditional Chinese Medicine, freshman, Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine!" The young man, Duan Fan, raised his eyebrows, smiled, and said: "Master, I will go to you tomorrow, if I don't be an apprentice, I will haunt you." ”

The previous firmness, old age, changed in an instant, and became naughty and cute.

"Roaring ......"

Chen Qingdi, who left the nine-bend track, always kept the speed of the BMW Z4 at the limit, and at the same time, he let out a low roar.

It's like venting something.

"It's a good night, it's a good night. Emperor Chen Qing looked up at the sky, his eyes flashing with a thick murderous aura, "John Schiller brought three bodyguards, and they should also die." ”

Thinking of this, Emperor Chen Qing drove the BMW Z4, turned into a white afterimage, and flew away to an extremely remote place.

Ten minutes later, Emperor Chen Qingdi parked the car in a desert where there was no access.

Immediately, Emperor Chen Qing quickly got out of the car, changed his appearance into the appearance of 'Lu Dong', and quickly disappeared into the night.

At this moment, it is Chen Dashao, like a ghost in the night, fluctuating, so you can see how fast he is running.

In the suburbs, in the middle of a dúlì summer retreat, David Bobbida, whose face was so pale because of his injuries, looked at Isaac Yamaidi and Vogt Bi Pus with a solemn face.

John Skiller's three bodyguards were all there.

"Master Skiler, didn't come back, what the hell is going on?" Davy Bobby's face was solemn and ugly, she had already thought of a result.

That is, John Schiller is already in drag racing, dead!

Otherwise, it would not have been just Isaac Amadie and Vogt Bilers who had come back and John Squihler had not come.

John Skill didn't come, and as John Skiler's bodyguards, Isaac Amadé and Vogt Bilts shouldn't have come back.

David Bobbida was seriously injured and was healing, so he didn't protect John Skihler secretly.

"Master Skiler has ......," Vogt Bi Rous said in a deep voice with a bloodless face, "Master Skiler, dead, dead in a drag race. ”

"Dead!" Davy Bobbida stood up, she had already guessed the result, but after it was confirmed, she was still extremely shocked.

The grandson of the godfather of the mafia in country M, John Skiller, died under the protection of their white spoon, and the consequences were very serious.

Of the three of them, none of them could survive.

"What the hell is going on? With Master Skille's driving skills, how could something happen? What the hell is going on?" said David Bobbyda, of course, that John Skiller is ranked forty-eighth in the underground racing list of Country M.

Not only that, John Skihler was able to achieve such an achievement, from a person who had never been involved in drag racing, to run to the underground drag racing list in country M, ranking forty-eighth, all because of her David Bobbyda.

She is not only a top S-class supernatural athlete, but also a professional drag racing driver, and she ranks 24th in the underground drag racing list in country M.

John Skieler's racing skills, but she Davy Bobbie single-handedly tuned, John Skieler's drag racing ability, she knows best, the most reluctant.

"It's one, a driver from Hong Kong Xiang's family, who killed Master Skiler. Vogt Bi Lus groaned and said: "That driver of the Xiang family wanted to kill Chen Qingdi, but Chen Qingdi pasted his BMW Z4 sports car like a mural on the mountain. ”

Next, Vogt Bi Pus told David Bobbida about the whole process and Chen Qingdi's incredible drag racing skills.

Miracles?

That's right, Emperor Chen Qingdi's drag racing skills are divine skills, which have surpassed the skills of normal drag racing.

"Suck ......"

David Bobbida couldn't help but gasp after listening to what Vogt Bi Purs had to say. She clearly knows how difficult it is to stick a sports car to a mountain like a mural.

At least, she, the twenty-fourth in the underground drag racing list of country M, and the top S-level ability, can't do this.

Perhaps, the underground drag racing list of country M, ranking first, and the mysterious car god who wears a golden mask every time he appears, can do it.

As for Emperor Chen's later performances, Isaac Yamaidi and Vogt Bilas did not know what to do, and after John Sskiller rushed down the mountain and did not kill, they hurried back.

They were going to report to David Bobbida.

"What shall we do now?" asked Vogt Bilpus.

"What should I do?" David Bobbida groaned and said, "The three of us join forces, and we can't hurt Emperor Chen Qing in the slightest, now we can only go back and take revenge." ”

Vogt Bilpus took a deep breath, didn't have any opinions, stood up, and said, "Okay, let's go now." ”

"Let's go now?" Davy Bobby's face instantly became ugly, and he smiled bitterly: "Now we're afraid we won't be able to leave." ”

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