Chapter 59: 2 Ring Overlord

　　 Magotan drove smoothly on the highway.
　　Ou Junlanggui is the young owner of the Ouhe Group. The temperament of the whole person is also very upstart temperament, but the strange thing is that his driver is very stable.
　　 neither breaks the lights nor presses the yellow lights, nor won't he catch the horn and push it violently because he is jammed.
　　 This middle-aged driver looks as calm as his back.
　　 Today, he silently wrote six songs in a row and played a drum. Chen Feng was a little tired, plus he couldn’t think of any common topics that he and Ou Junlang could have. He closed his eyes and calmly in the car.
　　Ou Junlang didn't realize that he was so rude, but took it for granted.
　　In Ou Junlang's understanding, creation is a thing that consumes brain cells extremely.
　　 One day when he wrote six classics, he couldn't imagine how many brain cells he had to burn.
　　 "Uncle Long, drive a little faster under the premise of being as stable as possible."
　　Ou Junlang said in a low voice.
　　He thought Chen Feng was asleep.
　　The driver named Uncle Long nodded, and then gently took the throttle to firmly lock the speed of the car to the speed limit of the main road of the city.
　　 "Master, who is following?"
　　 Uncle Long asked with a lower but calm voice.
　　 "The prickle head that Zhou's young master had found. No problem, when they got to the place, they naturally recognized me and should understand my attitude, so they would not dare to mess up."
　　 Actually this is why Ou Junlang had to send Chen Feng home.
　　 Uncle Long asked: "Master Zhou is now more and more ignorant of the rules. Am I reporting to the boss so as to avoid extracurricular?"
　　Ou Junlang shook his head, "But don't, my dad is bothered to see me now. He wants to know that I and Zhou A are so troublesome, I'm afraid I will clean up first."
　　 It was at this time that with the loud noise coming, the Magotan body shook suddenly.
　　 Uncle Long squeezed the steering wheel with both hands, and loudly reminded: "Master, sit tight! This man is crazy!"
　　Ou Junlang grabbed both sides of the seat with both hands, and reminded Chen Feng in his mouth, "Master, don't go to sleep! I don't know where the madman Zhou A found from, even my car dare to crash!"
　　 Since the beginning, Chen Feng, who had been in sleep for a long time, needed him to remind that he had fastened his seat belt with a speed that was too fast to cover his ears.
　　 He had just fastened his seat belt, and the Toyota Lu Xun slammed into it with a desperate gesture.
　　 This is definitely a veteran.
　　The angle of Lu Xun's impact is exquisite. It cuts in from a diagonal angle at the side and back, and climbs from the side to the left rear door of Magotan.
　　This proves that Lu Xun's driver has extremely rich experience.
　　 Generally, a car with a high chassis collides with a car with a low chassis. The relationship between victory and defeat is not simply determined by the weight of the car. Instead, the off-road vehicle is easily overturned by ordinary sedan cars.
　　 What makes this man so special is that it can effectively avoid rollover.
　　 Of course, this has advantages and disadvantages, that is, Magotan has not completely lost its direction balance.
　　 If the driver of Magotan is a rusty newbie, he loses an inch and slams on the brakes under this sudden crisis, which may cause the wheels to slip, which may cause the direction to lose control and roll over.
　　 But it is obvious that Uncle Long is experienced and not afraid of danger.
　　 There was another violent shaking, and Magotan wobbled, still stable.
　　Ou Junlang in the car just got out his mobile phone and was going to call his father for help. He was shaken to get his phone out of hand.
　　 He scolded, "Go ghost!"
　　 Then he extended his neck and looked anxiously at the direction of the back seat.
　　Chen Feng is an ordinary person after all. I'm afraid I'm scared enough.
　　 didn't think that Chen Feng was still sitting firmly, but angered Ou Junlang, "Don't move! Sit!"
　　Ou Junlang sat sullenly, honestly seated, puzzled.
　　Why shouldn't my master be so calm?
　　How did he know that although Chen Feng did not participate in the war after a thousand years, he also received quite brutal regular military training, and he performed quite well in training.
　　 This little scene can't scare him.
　　 "Fortunately, this person doesn't crash, if I hit our car butt, I'm afraid it won't be able to stabilize."
　　After another impact, Ou Junlang saw that Uncle Long was still stable, and he was quite at ease, saying so.
　　 Uncle Long shouted loudly, "Master, don't be distracted! This man is not easy!"
　　The voice just fell, then Lu Xun rushed up again.
　　 It turned out that unconsciously, Magotan had been hit into the lane on the far right.
　　 "Fuck! He will knock us down the roadside!"
　　 Uncle Long, who had never spoken swearing, failed to maintain his demeanor.
　　 Seeing Lu Xun rushed up again, Uncle Long slammed the brakes with his foot.
　　 The body was turned 180 degrees in place.
　　 But Lu Xun's driver was really a master, and he stepped on the brakes on a first-come-first-served basis, and threw the tail from the inside with a sharper attitude.
　　 Lu Xun's rear just hit the rear of the Magotan, and squeezed the Magotan off the road.
　　 Next to the road is a about two meters high, with a very steep slope.
　　 Uncle Long can't control even if the car possesses.
　　 The car body completely lost its balance, flipped over, rolled along the slope, and then fell to the ground.
　　 Fortunately, the structure of the car body is good, so it has not been completely deformed, and the three people are squeezed into it.
　　 The three of them fell seven and eight, but Chen Feng felt that at most he was only slightly injured.
　　 "Are you all right?"
　　Chen Feng supported the roof with one hand, slowly untied the seat belt with the other, and opened the mouth first.
　　 "Master, are you okay?"
　　 Uncle Long in the front driver's seat didn't move very slowly, so he moved his face slightly away from the airbag.
　　European fat man is overweight and is almost breaking his seat~EbookFREE.me~A face buried in an airbag has difficulty breathing.
　　 He waved his hands arrogantly, and said in a loud voice, "It's okay, you can't die. Shit, Zhou A! I don't want you to die! Grass your uncle!"
　　 This time he was really angry.
　　 "Let's go outside the car first to avoid fire and explosion."
　　Chen Feng and Uncle Long turned over almost simultaneously.
　　 The back door on the left side had been completely bumped and deformed before it could be opened. Chen Feng had to move to the right again and wanted to open the door on that side.
　　 It was at this time that the door of the driver's seat was first opened from the outside.
"Yo. You're broken, and your car skills are good. What's the matter, isn't it still being overturned by my grandfather? Fighting with your grandfather? You practice for two more years. Do you know what your grandfather called me before? Overlord of the Second Ring, you know?"
　　 The sound of the master sounds vagrant and looks young.
　　Chen Feng turned his head and was seeing a smiling face leaning against the door.
　　 In the light of the dim street lights in the distance, the man laughed wildly and wildly.
　　 He first looked at Uncle Long, who ignored the soundlessness, but probed his brain and looked back.
　　 was slightly surprised to find that Chen Feng had already got rid of his difficulty and turned around.
"Mr. Chen is very tolerant. It didn't make you dizzy. It's terrible. I admire it. But, I originally thought you were better to be dizzy. After all, I have to pick out your two hamstrings. That will hurt."
　　Chen Feng hasn't had time to speak yet.
　　Ou Junlang, who was still head-down on the co-pilot, had scolded in a rage.
　　 "I am your uncle's second ring overlord! You don't open your eyes to see who I am! Zhou A has given you tens of millions. You dare even hit my car!"