Qin Yueshuang looked at him in surprise, "You can drive?"

Zhao Zijian smiled and said, "Just just got your driver's license, don't worry, you are not driving without a license! The main reason is that I have never driven such a good car. Besides, I think you just drank a little too much wine."

Qin Yueshuang was stunned for a moment. At this time, she was a little dazed. Why did she remember that most of the bottle of wine just now had entered Zhao Zijian's stomach? It seemed that she had only drunk more than one glass?

But at this time, before she could say anything, Zhao Zijian had already reached out to take the key from her hand, walked towards the side of the main driver, opened the car door and sat in.

Qin Yueshuang has never seen this routine since she was a child.

Whether it was stuffing a bicycle into the back row of Mercedes-Benz or someone snatching his keys to drive, I never encountered it. I was a little confused for a moment and subconsciously followed him into the co-pilot.

Zhao Zijian was raising the steering wheel and looking down.

"Oh, keyless start, it seems that I entered the keyless just now. It's so advanced, so it's useless for me to get the key! Oh, my embarrassment... so advanced!"

Why do you always feel that his words are a bit sarcastic?

"Is this driving mode adjusted? Oh, and there is s+!"

He actually knows the driving mode? Did he really just get his driver's license?

Qin Yueshuang took a deep breath, seemed to come back to her senses, and said, "This car is relatively long. You just got your driver's license and are not familiar with it. Please drive it slowly. If it doesn't work, then..."

"It's okay, I'm here to drive it! Is this 4.0t car? It's almost enough."

Almost... enough?

The next moment, Qin Yueshuang suddenly knew what he meant!

He actually turned off all assisted driving equipment such as ABS in the car. Qin Yueshuang didn't even see when he found the switch!

As soon as he stepped on the accelerator, the car suddenly made a loud noise!

Start by burning the tire directly!

Almost instantly, the entire car seemed to be surrounded by thick black smoke!

Although the doors and windows of the Mercedes-Benz S sedan must be very good, the seal is very tight, and there is no smell in the car, just looking at the movement, the black smoke, and Qin Yueshuang seemed to subconsciously smell the scent of the rubber-burned tires.

Although she usually drives a sports car, at this moment, she subconsciously grabbed the head of the passenger seat and pulled the hand, which made her voice change a little: "Don't do anything randomly, be careful to crash, release the accelerator!"

However, the next moment, the Mercedes-Benz suddenly turned back and then stopped for almost no moment. The steering wheel in his hand flew around, and then violently started to burn the tire. With the unique exhaust roar of the 4.0t turbo v8 engine, it quickly rushed towards the exit of the underground garage.

Qin Yueshuang gritted her teeth and held the handle above her head tightly with both hands.

When we arrived at the turn, although the sound insulation of Mercedes-Benz S was definitely top-notch, the harsh sound of brakes was clearly heard. The car shook its tail beautifully, and the entire underground parking lot echoed with the squeaking sound of tires and the ground. Qin Yueshuang was so scared that she closed her eyes and shrank her body, and she had a premonition that she would definitely hit her next moment.

But the car cut in very lightly.

When Qin Yueshuang opened her eyes, she had already seen the spiral ramp at the exit. However, he seemed to have not slowed down. Qin Yueshuang looked at him in surprise. He actually had the leisure to look over and smiled.

The car rushed into the spiral upward passage at high speed, and the sound of brakes and rear tires shook all the way felt more exciting than the scene of the F1 racing car!

This is the exit access to the underground parking lot without the slightest anti-collision facilities!

As long as you hit it, it will be a cement wall!

However, the car floated smoothly in front of the toll lever.

After paying the parking fee and passing the toll pole, Zhao Zijian asked: "You are not afraid of deducting points in your car, are you?"

Qin Yueshuang took a deep breath, let go of her hands, tidied up her clothes, leaned comfortably on the backrest, and said calmly: "As long as you are not afraid of death, am I still afraid of deductions?"

Zhao Zijian smiled and said, "It's mainly because he is a novice. He is not familiar with him and is afraid that he will not be able to drive well, so he will deduct points for you."

"Then... sit down!"

Qin Yueshuang subconsciously tightened her heart. Although her face was silent, she gritted her teeth and quietly grabbed the back of the chair behind her with her right hand.

But as soon as the basement was out of the basement, Zhao Zijian couldn't be more gentle.

The Mercedes-Benz S, which is more than five meters long, is still an extended version of the L, which only reflects its ultimate elegance and comfort at this moment. It is completely different from the violent machine that burns tires and roars like the violent machine that roars just now.

Sound insulation and noise reduction, chassis shock, body stability, and even the unreasonable eight-cylinder engine during normal driving all show the tone of Mercedes-Benz S.

But even so, the car soon arrived at the entrance of Zhao Zijian and their community.

The car stopped steadily, Zhao Zijian sighed, with a satisfied smile on his face, and said, "Benz is a Benz, it's so easy to drive."

Qin Yueshuang took a deep breath and forced herself to stop gritting her teeth.

"Then get off!"

After a pause, she said again: "Be careful when moving your bicycle."

Zhao Zijian got off the car, opened the back door, and carried the car in the back row that had enjoyed riding a sports car not long ago and now enjoyed the Mercedes-Benz S-Class, which represents the noble enjoyment. He smiled and turned around and said, "Thank you!"

Qin Yueshuang squeezed out her smile and said, "You're welcome, I'll pick you up at 8 o'clock on the weekend, so stop riding a bicycle."

Zhao Zijian nodded, "It's OK."

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Solemn statement: The author is a poor home, and he has never driven or sat on the S. The above description is pure nonsense. If there is any technical error, it is normal. If a book friend is in Shandong and has a Mercedes-Benz S, please lend me some money and try installing a bicycle. I will come back to modify it after the trial drive. Thank you!
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