Chapter 579 Young Master Song

Songchang City is a prefecture-level city under the jurisdiction of Nanhua Province.

Although it is next door to Yuehai City, its development level is left several streets.

Lin Chen was driving a bright yellow Porsche 911, just getting off the highway, and was driving on a suburban road.

Long Xuelan was not by his side.

He told Long Xuelan that he would go to Songchang City for a day or two before he stayed in Songchang City. Although Long Xuelan was a little dissatisfied, he didn't say anything, just told him to hurry up.

Then he gave him a small bamboo tube as thick as a thumb, and after he finished the work, he rushed to Liuqi Town, Guixiang Province. When he fell, he opened the bamboo tube and the insect inside would take him to find her.

After saying that, she left.

Of course, before leaving, the woman warned Lin Chen, saying that if he dared to escape, she would have a way to catch him!

This made Lin Chen very helpless. He wanted to slap this woman's butt so that she could know the consequences of threatening her. Unfortunately, he couldn't beat others now...

Lin Chen knew the address of Zhang Yuerong's house. At this time, he was driving towards her house by navigation.

This car is the gift he wants to give to Zhang Yuerong. Among his women, Zhang Yuerong doesn’t even have his own car.

"Sister Rong should be very happy when she sees herself and has this gift?"

Lin Chen had a smile on his face and was looking forward to the meeting scene. "I don't know how Keke and Mengmeng are doing. I haven't seen each other for more than a month, so I should have grown taller."

The two girls call him dad now, and they are very close, which sometimes makes Zhang Yuerong a little jealous.

Just then, a rushing sound of horns came from beside him.

Lin Chen turned around and saw a white Ferrari convertible sports car.

There was a man and a woman in the car. The man was a very fat young man, and there was a sexy girl sitting next to him.

The girls are all first-class in appearance.

Of course, Lin Chen looked down on him a little, after all, no woman could compare to this woman.

When the fat young man saw Lin Chen open the car window and looked over, he smiled and said, "Hey, buddy, your Porsche 911 is the top-notch one, you can't get it if you don't have 3 million yuan? There are not many people in Songchang City who can afford this car. Why haven't you seen you before?"

Songchang City is not as luxurious as Yuehai City, so this cool Porsche 911 is very eye-catching here.

Lin Chen didn't like to talk too much nonsense to strangers and said lightly: "I'm from another place."

"That's how it is."

The fat young man dindied and said excitedly, "You should also like racing in this car? If you don't drive this car, it would be useless. Are you interested in coming out to have fun at night?"

"Not interested." Lin Chen said with disrespect.

This car is in vain if it doesn’t drive? What bullshit logic?

Could it be that if you drive a sports car, you have to go racing?

After Lin Chen finished speaking, he closed the window directly, and with a throttle, he overtook and left.

"Damn, so arrogant?" The fat young man said unhappily.

"Mr. Song, this out-of-towner is really arrogant. I think it's so amazing to drive a Porsche!"

The sexy girl beside the fat young man curled her lips at the Porsche who was leaving, and her tone was a little disdainful. The man just now didn't even look at her, which made her, who had always been proud, very angry.

After saying that, she smiled again and said, "Didn't you say that you are a racing expert? There are few people in Songchang City who can compare with you? Hehe, can you let others see your skills?"

When the fat young man heard this, he nodded immediately and said with a smirk: "Baby, no problem, I will let you see my ability to race. Hehe, let you see my ability to bed in the evening!"

This woman is a well-known female host on the local TV station. She just got started, and the fat young man naturally would not refuse her request.

Furthermore, he was very unhappy with Lin Chen's arrogance.

"I hate it, bullying me again, I'm almost over that foreigner's car!" The woman hammered his chest and said coquettishly.

The fat young man smiled lewdly, stepped on the accelerator, and Ferrari roared and immediately chased after him.

Lin Chen couldn't help feeling impatient when he saw that the Ferrari behind him had caught up again.

To be honest, as long as the road section is suitable and there are no pedestrians, he is also somewhat interested in racing.

But that also requires a suitable opponent, such as a Chinese car god, and this fat young man is obviously not.

He rushed to Zhang Yuerong's house and had no time to waste it here. He stepped on the accelerator again and the Porsche 911 flew out like an arrow.

In the Ferrari, the fat young man was still full of smiles and was extremely confident in the first place. The sexy girl was cheering and shouting to overtake.

However, after Lin Chen's several beautiful drifts and the speed of the car did not decrease from beginning to end, the fat young man's face gradually turned green.

The girl also shut up and her face was a little embarrassed.

Even if she was a layman, she could see that Young Master Song was no match for others and was not of the same level at all. She continued to whine, and she was just letting her come over to mock Young Master Song!

Song Junfeng was speechless. Didn’t he just pretend to be a b in front of the girl he just got?

Why did you meet such a master? Judging from the other party's skills, you are much better than the president of your supercar club!

However, he was unable to get off the tiger at this time, and he had to chase him desperately if he couldn't catch up.

After all, I just boasted to the women around me. If I were just thrown away like this, it would be embarrassing to my grandma's house.

What he, Young Master Song, values ​​most is face.

Fortunately, there are not many bends on the road, and his Ferrari performance is even stronger than that of the Porsche 911, so he was not dumped immediately.

After a while, there were more and more vehicles, and Lin Chen could only slow down. After all, no matter how good his driving skills were, he could not joke about other people's lives.

What annoyed him was that the Ferrari behind him was still chasing him, and there was no intention of slowing down at all.

"Haha! I'm going to overtake! I'm going to overtake!" The fat young man shouted excitedly. At this time, he was already anxious and red-eyed, and he was a little careless.

"Mr. Song, don't drive so fast, be careful! Slow down!" The sexy girl was frightened to death.

The fat young man was originally tense and stared at Lin Chen's buttocks and tried hard to speed up. After being shouted by the woman beside him, he woke up a little, but it was a little late.

Because of the red light in front, Lin Chen's car stopped. Now, the fat young man's car directly hit the Porsche 911!

"Ah!!" the woman screamed in fear.

"Damn!" The fat young man also changed his face. He turned the steering wheel, but he hit the fence next to him.

With a loud bang, Ferrari completely shut down.

"What's the situation? Is this car owner crazy? He actually hit the fence?"

"He drives too fast! I hate these sports cars the most. I can't drive well. Now something is wrong!"

"Hey, this seems to be Mr. Song's Ferrari?"

"Damn it, it seems, it's just Young Master Song's car, why are you still dazed? Save people quickly!"

"Yes, save the person quickly. After rescue, Master Song will give some benefits, which will be enough for us to work for several months."

“…”

Many car owners and passers-by first talked about Ferrari, then some people recognized the car owner, and then several people went forward to save the person.

Fortunately, the quality of Ferrari is excellent and the protective measures are good. Although the front part of the car body was a bit deformed, the person inside did not die.

The woman was fine, but she had her hair disheveled, and a large piece of black green was knocked out from her forehead.

The fat young man was bleeding from his head. Although he was still breathing, he had fainted.

The wound on the forehead looked very hideous and terrifying, and blood came out desperately like tap water.

"Everyone gets out of the way, I'll take a look, I'm a doctor!"

A middle-aged man immediately stepped forward and checked the fat young man. Then his face became ugly and said, "The injury is very serious and the blood is flowing too fast. Send it to the hospital as soon as possible! If the bleeding is not stopped in time, he will die!"

"I've called an ambulance!" someone said.

"No! It will take at least ten minutes for the ambulance to come. He can't wait that long, so he has to stop the bleeding first. Alas, but I don't have any tools now!" the middle-aged doctor said distressedly.

At this time, he had simply bandaged the fat young man with a cloth strip, but blood was still gushing out!... "",.
Chapter completed!