Luo Wenbin in the jungle stood behind a big tree and lowered his head depressedly. He shook his head, deeply suspicious, and found a pen to do this.

According to his prediction, it is no problem to kill Zhao Yu with Feng Dapiao's strength. If an accident occurs, even the accident that Zhao Yu defeats Lan Yue will also trigger a sharper conflict between Zhao Yu and Cuo Kinmen. At that time, Cuo Kinmen will probably not continue to tolerate Zhao Yu's power and blessings.

No matter which sect, if Zhao Yu is really humiliated again and again, the gods will get angry one day.

However, he would never have thought that the Feng Dapiao he found would not even be able to handle a fucking car. Zhao Yu was sleeping inside, and he was sweating profusely outside.

Feng Dapiao angrily picked up a big stone and cursed angrily: "Zhao Yu! Don't pretend to be asleep for me, get up quickly! Get up!"

Zhao Yu cares about him? He is still lying comfortably, safe and steady, snoring without any rush or slowness, and is comfortable and sweet.

Feng Dapiao held a big stone: "I smashed your broken car!"

As he said that, the head of his shoulder suddenly exerted force, swung out the stone block with a thump, and slammed the rear window.

Bang!

Bang!

ah……!

Bang! It was the sound of a stone hitting the car window;

Bang! It was the sound of the stone rebounding instantly, hitting Feng Dapiao’s face;

Ah... It was the sound of the wind blowing screaming.

Feng Dapiao covered his nose and found bleeding. When he covered his big hand, his face was covered. Feng Dapiao roared: "Zhao Yu! My god, you uncle! Come out quickly and come out!"

Zhao Yu couldn't hold it in it, so he actually started to laugh, and a hehehe voice came out.

The wind was furious and thunderous, cursing like a shrew.

Luo Wenbin exhaled depressedly and said lightly: "I won't admit it even if I beat you to death, so you are my person."

It seems that he was counting on himself and Zhao Yu himself was not sobering, so he couldn't get into the car anymore, so he could only help him. Luo Wenbin slowly took out a flying knife and thought to himself: The car is indeed very solid, but his hidden weapon should be able to break his car window.

Just as I was about to take action, I found that Feng Dapiao had already gone wild.

"Okay! OK OK! Zhao Yu, I don't believe it. There is no button in front of your car that is unlocked. I don't believe in your own car. Your car key cannot be unlocked!"

Feng Dapiao sat in the car, looking for unlocked buttons randomly while muttering: "It's so fucking sleeping, but it's inconvenient to be in the front row. If it's the back row... I can kill you without getting off the car! Where is the unlock button of the car? It's obviously this, why can't it be unlocked? What kind of broken car is this..."

Just as Luo Wenbin was about to take action, the car suddenly sounded and the car started.

Zhao Yu lay there, placed his phone behind the front seats, ignited it with a remote control, and then used his phone to operate the car.

Luo Wenbin felt very surprised: This idiot, what should I do when I start the car?

Feng Dapiao in the front row still wanted to know what was going on! He shouted: "Oh? Oh, ah, ah!? Why did this car move by itself? Oh? I didn't move! What's going on!"

Zhao Yu was having a lot of fun in the back row. The wild horse coupe suddenly flew in the gears, rushed out with a loud bang, and started running in the metropolis at night.

Luo Wenbin walked out of the woods and murmured: "The wind is blowing, what are you going to do?"

The wind blew in the car and shouted, "What should I do? How can I stop? Hey, damn, this car, oh? I can't even control the direction myself!?"

The wind blew and stepped on the brakes without reaction; the electronic handbrake did not respond; all the buttons did not respond; even the steering wheel did not respond. No matter how he turned, it had no effect on the direction of the car. When he turned his handbrake, when the car wanted to turn and change lanes, it all depends on his mood.

The wind pounded the steering wheel with a big blow: "What a fucking car! It's so willful! I can't control it at all. How did that driver drive over? Hello, Zhao Yu, wake up, something is going to happen, your car is becoming a sperm!"

It took thirty seconds to use it, and the speed of the car was almost 200 miles. Feng Dapiao sat in the car, feeling that his heart was about to jump out.

He had never driven such a fast car in his life, with a speed of 160 or 70, and all the scenes around him were passing by. This was not just running with the wind and freely was the direction, it was simply chasing the power of thunder and lightning!

The wind was drifting in the car and was frightened by the continuous high-speed driving. The psychological effect made him still hold the steering wheel tightly. Although he knew in his head that the steering wheel didn't listen to him at all, it was wrong. To be precise, the car didn't listen to the steering wheel at all. But psychologically, if he didn't grasp the steering wheel, he would feel that he was waiting to die.

The car specially selected some strange places to walk, and knocked over something at any time. The wind was so scared that it was so scared that it was yelling insane nonsense, and shouting that Zhao Yu would wake up quickly.

Wild dance! Wild dance! Wild dance! Wild dance...

Several police cars were flashing twice, and the roof was facing the emergency lights for the case handling incidents, and began to chase the car that was desperate.

The police car behind anxiously shouted on the walkie-talkie: "The modified Mustang car in front, you are suspected of speeding, dangerous driving, deviating from the road, damaging public facilities, etc. Please park immediately and receive inspection! Please park immediately and receive inspection! Repeat: The modified Mustang car in front, you are suspected of speeding..."

Feng Dapiao was almost crying: "I didn't! He put down the car window and shouted, "I didn't! He didn't listen to my command. It was not the car I drove, it was not! If you don't believe me, look, my hands are not operating the car at all!"

The policeman driving side by side with him was so angry that this guy drove so fast that he dared to take off the steering wheel with both hands and provoke him!? This guy is so rampant!

"A driver who modified Mustang, are you crazy? I'm sorry to discuss it with you. I'm not going to work, right? I also stretched out my hands to get off the steering wheel and provoked us! I warned you to park your car quickly. No matter what background you have, we will deal with this seriously! Deal with it harder! Stop by quickly!"

"Provocation!? Where did I provoke it!" Feng Dapiao waved his hands depressedly: "This car doesn't obey my command, look, look!"
Chapter completed!