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Since he dared to challenge Duan Zhiping today, he must have his confidence.
Yishu believes that Duan Zhiping may put himself in danger, but Yang Fei will never.
"Bang!" The white car hit the guardrail again, but only scratched, and immediately returned to the driveway, continuing to chase.
Yang Fei saw Bai Che's actions clearly in the rearview mirror.
He was unhurried, always about five meters ahead of the white car.
This distance is not safe for such a high-speed sports car.
It only takes a second!
No matter which car flashes for a second, the two cars may collide!
But Yang Fei did this on purpose to anger Duan Zhiping.
Duan Zhiping really couldn't hold his breath!
He has now understood that the BMW car is just playing, playing with itself!
The BMW is a little ahead, but it won't let you catch up!
This kind of suffering, this kind of anxiety, is the most insane!
Getting closer and closer to the finish line!
There is not much time left for Bai Che!
"Brother Ping, slow down, I seem to have heard a strange noise from the car just now!" the curly-haired girl Huarong shouted palely.
"Shut up!" Duan Zhiping said grimly, "Even if I scrap this car today, I will win him!"
"Brother Ping, if you keep the green hills, you don't have to worry about running out of firewood! Ah——"
The voice of the curly-haired woman was drowned in the huge sound of the car.
As the accelerator was pressed to the bottom, the white car moved forward at a high speed, as fast as if it was going to fly!
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Yang Fei and Yi Shu got out of the car and stood at the bridge.
This is the terminal he agreed with Duan Zhiping.
Thirty seconds later, Duan Zhiping's white sports car finally arrived.
In the driving position of the white car, Duan Zhiping punched the steering wheel bitterly, turned the front of the car, and drove straight towards Yang Fei.
Yishu subconsciously grabbed Yang Fei's hand.
Yang Fei was unafraid, with a smile on his face, he didn't move, he didn't even blink his eyelids.
When the white car approached Yang Fei, it slammed on the brakes, the tires and the ground had huge friction, and stopped about ten centimeters away from Yang Fei and Yishu.
After sitting in it for more than ten seconds, Duan Zhiping and the curly-haired girl got out of the car.
Duan Zhiping threw the key in his hand towards Yang Fei: "You have the guts, I'm willing to bet!"
Yang Fei took the car key and handed it to Yi Shu: "I'll open it for you."
"Ah?" Yi Shu looked at the luxury car keys in his hand, a little confused, "Boss, such a nice car? I..."
"Won't open?"
"Yes, yes, but I dare not take such a good car."
"Hehe, not being greedy is a good quality." Yang Fei took a deep look at her.
Yishu returned the car keys to Yang Fei again, like throwing back a hot potato.
Yang Fei snapped his fingers.
In the dark corner next to it, a person ran out, it was the mouse.
Yang Fei ordered: "I won this car, send someone to send it back to the garage!"
The mouse grinned: "What a nice car!"
Duan Zhiping's friends all drove over, and a bunch of luxury cars were parked in the open space at the end of the bridge.
A young woman in a motorcycle suit sat across the front of a red sports car, whistled at Yang Fei, and then applauded.
There was more applause at the scene.
Yang Fei waved his hand and said to Yishu, "Let's go."
As soon as the two of them got into the car, Duan Zhiping climbed onto the roof of the car, leaned over and asked, "Boy, what's your name? Where are you from?"
Yang Fei waved his hand: "We will meet again if we are destined!"
Duan Zhiping watched the BMW go away, kicked the air angrily: "I'll handcuff you!"
He turned around and asked his friends, "Does anyone know this kid?"
The motorcycle girl who was sitting on the front of the car before shook her head and said, "It doesn't seem like she's messing with our circle."
A man came forward and handed Duan Zhiping a cigarette: "It seems that he is not very old, maybe thirty at most? How did you get into a fight with him?"
Duan Zhiping said: "Damn, I saw him racing on the road, so I greeted him, and I wanted to race with him, but I didn't expect this kid to pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger, and he was driving a modified car!"
The man said: "The ones who drive modified cars are the real drag racing players. Our sports cars are known as tens of millions. That's because the various taxes and fees are too expensive, and they only sell for three to four million in foreign countries. However, a car For a modified car, the price is unlimited, all the parts can use the top racing parts. Our car can only be regarded as a supercar at best, and although they drive a BMW, it is a racing car inside!"
Duan Zhiping took a deep puff of his cigarette: "The boat capsized in the gutter! Brother Wang, my car is gone, and you still have to get me a car. Why don't we modify it!"
"No, it's a hassle to modify a car on the road. A more powerful traffic policeman can hear the sound of the engine. In place, even the best performance is a waste.”
"You say I'm not good at technology?"
"That's not what it means, don't get me wrong. There are modification circles in the modification circle, and we are not in the same circle."
"Okay! Everyone help me to pay attention to that kid, and ask around, he always wants to mix in the circle! Some news tells me, I will have a match with him!"
"This is easy. As long as he is still in Shang Hai, he can always be found."
People who are not in the same circle really don't pay attention to others.