Boom boom!

On the main road of Nanzhou City, two violent engine roars were heard in the distance at this moment, followed by two phantoms speeding past, one behind the other. The hurricane blowing behind the car even blew off the leaves on the trees.

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"Fuck! Who is so unethical!"

"It must be those second-generation gentlemen who stay up late at night and race cars!"

"A bunch of social worms!"

At this moment, on the main road in Nanzhou City, there was a lot of disgusting curses, but many people still saw it. It was a McLaren luxury supercar chasing a Volkswagen Passat in front!

The performance of the two cars is obviously superior to the McLaren, not to mention that the car is driven by Zhang Zhaohui, a famous car king in Nanzhou City. At this moment, he stepped on the accelerator, and the McLaren was like a crazed bull, running wildly with all four hooves.

He quickly caught up with the rear of the white Passat in front of him.

"Damn bastard, take your life!"

Zhang Chaohui gritted his teeth and his eyes were filled with anger. As soon as he stepped on the accelerator, the car immediately hit the Passat's butt.

boom!

The speeding Passat immediately trembled, and Nie Fan sitting in the car almost couldn't hold the steering wheel.

"who?"

Feeling the hostility coming from behind, Nie Fan looked back and saw a man and a woman sitting in a McLaren behind him. He didn't recognize the faces of the two people, but why would he hit someone he didn't know with his car?

What about yourself?

Moreover, the speed of the car is so fast, and if you are not careful for a moment, you may lose both sides. How much hatred is there.

Suddenly, Nie Fan seemed to have thought of something and turned to look.

He saw that the man driving the car had some resemblance to Zhang Kaiming, and Nie Fan immediately realized that he might have met Zhang Kaiming's father.

"Damn it, why did we meet them at this time? And looking at their enthusiasm, they might have recognized me!"

Nie Fan is not afraid of Zhang Zhaohui. What he is afraid of is wasting too much time here and delaying saving Xi Mengyao's life. At this moment, Nie Fan does not intend to pay attention to Zhang Zhaohui, but continues to drive, but the speed is increased again and again!

However, the Passat was no match for the McLaren, and Zhang Zhaohui behind him was full of anger. How could Nie Fan be allowed to escape so easily if he was caught at this moment?

"Damn it, don't go!"

boom!

Zhang Chaohui was so angry that he stepped on the accelerator again. The McLaren pressed against the trunk of the Passat like a mad cow. The powerful impact almost caused Nie Fan to lose control of the car again!

"What the hell, you're not done yet!"

There was a violent shaking from the car, and Nie Fan's face became increasingly ugly. If Zhang Zhaohui was not dealt with as soon as possible, something big would happen tonight!

But now that Nie Fan was in front and Zhang Zhaohui was behind, it was really not that easy to subdue him. At that moment, Nie Fan's expression changed and he stepped on the accelerator. His hands kept turning the steering wheel left and right, and the Passat was controlling it.

Like a slippery loach, it dived into the traffic ahead and threw the McLaren dozens of meters away in the blink of an eye.

"Damn it!"

Seeing this scene, Zhang Zhaohui's expression became even more gloomy. He could naturally see that Nie Fan's driving skills were very good. No wonder his son Zhang Kaiming was defeated. The two were not opponents of the same magnitude at all. Maybe even he

Even the overall champion in the Nanzhou racing world may not be able to beat Nie Fan.

"Why is this damn bastard so good at driving? How old is he?"

Nie Fan showed extraordinary racing skills, which shocked Zhang Zhaohui. He thought to himself that even if Nie Fan had been practicing racing since he was born, twenty years would not have allowed him to possess such extraordinary driving skills.

But despite this, Zhang Zhaohui was still unwilling to let Nie Fan go. To him, Zhang Kaiming was his thorn in the side, and Nie Fan had to pay the price for beating his only son no matter what!

"Don't even think about blocking me!"

Zhao Chaohui shouted loudly and stepped on the accelerator. McLaren is a sports car known for its speed. At this moment, a violent roar like a bison came from the hood, and then the four wheels turned crazily, heading straight like crazy.

He hit the car driven by Nie Fan!

"Holy shit! Is this old guy crazy?"

Seeing this scene, Nie Fan was also startled. Now the speed of the car has climbed to the top. If Zhang Zhaohui drove the McLaren and crashed into him, I am afraid that the car would be destroyed on the spot and everyone would be killed.

Not only that, there are a lot of vehicles on this main road. If one car has an accident, I believe it will definitely lead to a series of tragic rear-end collisions.

Nie Fan did not expect that Zhang Zhaohui would be so crazy and completely disregard the lives of others in order to avenge his son!

Seeing the McLaren weaving in and out of sight, passing several cars, and then crashing straight towards him, Nie Fan couldn't care less at the moment. He suddenly swung the steering wheel, and the body of the car was immediately exposed towards the front.

Drill into a gap.

However, Zhang Zhaohui seemed to have been prepared. When Ye Huan turned the front of the car, a sneer suddenly emerged from the corner of his mouth, and then he stepped on the accelerator, and the McLaren crazily crashed into the trunk of Nie Fan's car!

At this moment, Nie Fan's front end had already adjusted its direction. He just waited for the accelerator to accelerate and drilled out of the gap in one go.

But the McLaren was so fast that Nie Fan couldn't wait for the car to refuel and would be hit by the McLaren behind him immediately!

By that time, it will not just be as simple as a car crash, but it may also lead to an extremely serious traffic accident!

"This damn old guy, for the sake of his son, doesn't he care about other people's lives!"

Nie Fan's face turned cold at this moment. Through the rearview mirror, he could even see Zhang Zhaohui's crazy and happy face.

At this moment, Zhang Zhaohui could be said to have completely fallen into madness. He wanted Ye Huan's life, and he no longer cared about the lives of others.

Even the woman next to Zhang Zhaohui noticed his madness and screamed, but Zhang Zhaohui ignored it and suddenly stepped on the accelerator and hit Ye Huan's car!

"Damn it!"

Seeing Zhang Zhaohui crashing into him like he was desperate, Nie Fan made a quick decision, turned the steering wheel suddenly, and stepped on the brakes at the same time!

scold!

All four wheels of the speeding Passat were locked, the wheels of the car were violently rubbing against the ground, and black smoke was even emitting.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Zhaohui was startled at first, and then he was overjoyed: "If you brake suddenly at this speed, you will overturn!"

Thinking of this, Zhang Zhaohui became even more excited. He stepped on the accelerator and was about to hit the back cover of the Passat to help Nie Fan.

However, just as the McLaren roared towards the Passat, Nie Fan turned the steering wheel again and saw the car spin 180 degrees on the spot. The front and rear of the car directly changed direction and quickly passed from the side.

Disappeared in front of Zhang Zhaohui's eyes!

"What!"

Seeing that Nie Fan survived the catastrophe and escaped from death, Zhang Zhaohui's face turned ugly. But when he wanted to look for the Passat in the rearview mirror, he heard another roar in his ears!

A Passat turned upside down and drove forward quickly!

And in the front window, you can see Nie Fan at a glance!

"This guy, this guy..."

Zhang Zhaohui's eyes widened for a moment. Even he had to be careful about this dangerous maneuver of driving in reverse. But at this moment, Nie Fan looked directly at him, not looking at the road behind him, and just drove the car crazily.

In traffic!

This scene really shocked Zhang Zhaohui, and even made his legs and feet feel a little weak. He couldn't figure out where Nie Fan learned his driving skills to be so powerful!

And I have to admit that Nie Fan's driving skills are definitely superior to Zhang Zhaohui's. No wonder even Zhang Kaiming is not his opponent.

"Boy, if you hurt my son, I will never give you an advantage!"

Zhang Chaohui was determined to be a traitor, but at this moment, he suddenly saw Nie Fan extending his middle finger.

"grass!"

Zhang Zhaohui became even more furious, stepped on the accelerator, and immediately drove the car towards the Passat!

However, Nie Fan seemed to be well prepared. The moment Zhang Zhaohui collided with him, he turned the steering wheel violently, and at the same time stepped on the brake and accelerator alternately with his left and right feet. The Passat immediately let out a roar, and then suddenly turned around.

Come over, the car resumes its forward motion and speeds away.

However, because the McLaren failed to brake in time, it crashed straight into a Ford Mondeo in front of it, causing the car to lose control instantly and rush towards the green belt on the side!

"asshole!"

Seeing that the white Passat was about to disappear from sight, Zhang Chaohui's face turned pale with anger.

But thinking of his son's tragic situation, a huge anger arose in his heart. He ignored it at all and stepped on the accelerator, and the car continued to shoot forward.

But it was said that Nie Fan drove away from Zhang Zhaohui, but not long after, McLaren's huge roar like a mad cow came from behind again!

"This isn't over yet!"

Even though Nie Fan had a calm mind, he was also upset by Zhang Zhaohui at this moment. He was in a hurry to save Xi Mengyao and had no intention of paying attention to the crazy Zhang Zhaohui. However, Zhang Zhaohui stopped him again and again, which was enough for Nie Fan.

Fan was furious.

"Since you want to die, then I will grant it to you!"

It was too late, but it was so fast that I saw Nie Fan slamming on the brakes. The McLaren behind him swung its body crazily when he saw this. Nie Fan simply didn't intend to hit him straight, so McLaren just pushed lightly.

, thus avoiding the collision of the Passat, the two cars drove side by side, both at extremely high speeds.

Through the car window, Nie Fan saw Zhang Chaohui's face full of anger, while he smiled coldly and looked forward.

I saw an intersection in front of me, with a constant flow of vehicles. At this moment, it was a red light, and a heavy-duty truck with a load of more than fifteen tons was slowly driving past the intersection!

Seeing this truck approaching, a sneer suddenly appeared on Nie Fan's lips.

"I beat your son. If you have the guts, just follow him!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Nie Fan stepped on the accelerator. The Passat seemed to have gone crazy and crashed straight into the heavy truck!
Chapter completed!