Chapter 248: Broken Soul Mountain Drag Racing

The young man said, turning his head and said to the little brother behind him.
"I will go one step first, and you will come later."
"Don't worry, Zhen Shao, we will definitely cheer for you in today's game."
Zhen Shao nodded and stepped on the accelerator. The Ferrari sports car was like a running wild horse, drifting out with a harsh rubbing sound.
After Zhen Shao left, several of his classmates got into a legendary commercial car.
Zhang Yifeng shook his head and planned to call a taxi to follow, but unfortunately, there was no taxi nearby. Only one Wuling van parked there, and it was about to start at the moment. It started in the same direction as the commercial vehicle.
Zhang Yifeng quickly went to the co-pilot's position and opened the co-pilot's door.
"Brother, what are you doing?"
The driver was a twenty-four-five-year-old young man who seemed to be delivering goods. It is not easy to make money these years, the young man's arms are very tanned.
"Brother, don't be nervous, take a ride. Did you see the commercial car in front of you? Keep up." Zhang Yifeng pointed to the commercial car in front.
"Why should I follow? I still have business."
The young man was impatient with a cigarette in his mouth.
Without saying anything, Zhang Yifeng took out one thousand yuan from his wallet.
"This is lost time pay!"
Seeing the banknotes, the young man's eyes lit up. In fact, he had already delivered the goods. He was ready to return in the afternoon. He put away a thousand yuan, and he quickly said: "It's easy to say that it's convenient for others to make it convenient for yourself, brother, sit down. "
As soon as the youth stepped on the accelerator, the Wuling van flew out with a thud.
"How about it, brother, is it possible to be a Tyumen mountain bike with this technology?"
As the young man drove, he boasted that although there were many people on the road, he didn't panic at all, and soon followed behind the business body.
"Do you know why my brother is so good at his car? I don’t panic at all? My brother has been poor since he was a child. I drove my dad’s tractor when he was twelve and went out to solicit goods with my dad. When he was sixteen he drove a small truck, and he was twenty. I drove a big truck, and finally, at the age of 22, I had a Wuling Hongguang van that belonged to me! Have you ever heard of such a sentence? God car Wuling, no way! Don’t look at the legendary gm8 commercial car in front, The price is one or two hundred thousand, but in front of my sacred car Wuling, it is a scum. It takes minutes to surpass it."
This brother, while smoking, showed hesitating but vicissitudes of eyes, as if he was possessed by the of cars.
"Hey, there is a Duan friend in front, wait for me to say hello. Di-Di Di."
This young man seems to be a funny comparison.
Zhang Yifeng couldn't laugh or cry. He hadn't spoken all the time, but just nodded faintly in response.
The young man himself was bragging and it seemed boring, and then he stopped talking at all. After driving this road for more than an hour, the van finally arrived at the foot of a mountain.
"Damn, is it the legendary Broken Soul Mountain drag racing!"
When the young man saw that many famous cars and sports cars had been parked at the foot of the mountain, he couldn't help but cursed.
"Is it famous?" Zhang Yifeng said.
The young man was surprised and said: "You are not in Kyoto? This mountain is where the rich children often race. Almost all the dudes of Kyoto are concentrated here."
"Broken Soul Mountain, the mountain is steep, there are many corners here, the speed is too slow to be overtaken, and the speed is fast, and it is easy to hit the fence. In short, it is very exciting. Of course, every year when flying down from the mountain, some people fall to death. . But that’s how it became more exciting, so it attracted many young people to drag racing. If it weren’t for the only child in the family, I would have come here to be a driver for others. Damn, an old driver like me who drives a large truck. , I haven't seen any mountain road."
The young man began to play comparisons again, but Zhang Yifeng still found out from his somewhat fearful eyes that this young man did not dare to drag racing here because he had no guts.
The young man parked his car at the foot of the mountain and then walked up with Zhang Yifeng. Since he is here, the young man also wants to visit.
When Zhang Yifeng came to the starting point, the place was already full of people. Men and women, with colorful hair and enchanting beauties, wearing only a bikini, twisting their bodies sexyly on the roof of a sports car.
Almost all the people who come here are rich second generations. They drive luxury cars to watch the game and gamble. The women they were following were all young and hot, but these people, most of whom had undergone plastic surgery, absolutely couldn't find a second natural artwork like Ye Zhimei.
If Ye Zhimei wears revealing and clothes, she will definitely kill all these people in seconds!
"Yo, Master Zhen, who is this? Where can I find such a stunner."
At this time, Zhen Shao took Ye Zhimei and walked around at the starting point, which attracted many envy and jealous eyes from the younger brother.
Some elder brothers even spoke directly: "Young Master Zhen, how much does this girl cost per night? After you have played, you can also play with me?"
"Fuck you, this is my classmate and the goddess I'm pursuing." Fang Zhen scolded.
"Oh, there is no master yet."
Some of the sons' eyes lit up, and some of the sons walked directly to Ye Zhimei and said.
"Beauty, I am the eldest son of the family. I have three companies with a market value of 1 billion. How about you being my girlfriend? If you agree, I will buy you a car and a house right away."
Before Ye Zhimei spoke, Shao Zhen smiled and said, "Who wants to sleep with me? There is no door."
With that, Fang Zhen stretched out his hand and grabbed Ye Zhimei's shoulder.
"Who are you or a woman, and don't touch me. After racing with you, I will leave. From now on, don't bother me."
Ye Zhimei's voice came.
"Haha, Young Master Zhen, you didn't get it right, so don't pretend to be b. It's just slap yourself in the face."
The other brothers laughed.
Fang Zhen's face was uncertain, he turned his head and glared at Ye Zhimei, and said, "Didn't you say that you would cooperate with me?"
Ye Zhimei was about to speak when a cold but flat voice suddenly came: "Because I am there, she can't cooperate with you."
Hearing this voice, Ye Zhimei's body trembled subconsciously.
How could she forget this voice!
Isn't this voice Zhang Yifeng's?
But how could there be Zhang Yifeng's voice here? How could he appear here. Could it be that these days, I still can't forget him, so I have auditory hallucinations?
Ye Zhimei thought that she had heard it wrong at first, but when she turned around and saw the figure walking out of the crowd, she only felt that her head was blank!
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This person is not who Zhang Yifeng is.
Zhang Yifeng put one hand in his pants bag, like a prince, slowly walking towards her.
About one meter away from her, Zhang Yifeng stopped and stretched out his hand towards her.
"Why, but are you coming?"
Zhang Yifeng spoke faintly, grinning from the corner of his mouth.