Needless to say, this silver-gray BMW 960 was the flashy guy who had just left Red City and was rushing along the highway. Wei Dingshuai, Young Master Wei, and his personal bodyguard and gay friend, Mo Sha. Although the two of them did not communicate through their anus but through color and language, no one could deny that they were a good partner, especially when it came to racing.
Mosha was sitting in the passenger seat of the BMW 960. After a long period of high-speed driving, his face was a little pale, and his eyes were pleading as he looked at the flashy playboy holding the steering wheel.
The poet shrugged and said helplessly,""I'm sorry, I've already tried my best to be very slow. Otherwise, this guy I met on the Shandong road would only be able to stare at the butt of my car. However, speaking of which, you're a Wind Blade with an illustrious reputation. Why would you get carsick? If word got out, wouldn't people laugh their teeth off?”
Mosha thought angrily, even if I'm mute, I still want to speak. Trembling, he pointed at the speed indicator and said in a hoarse and trembling voice,""Is 276 km/h considered very slow? Do you know how many times you've been photographed by electronic cameras and chased by traffic police? Besides, who said that people who killed people had to not get motion sickness?”
"Tsk!" Poet flicked his hair and said disdainfully,"Fly at a low altitude? Have you played it before? You're really out. I'll let you see what a real flying car is like at 500 km/h. It was a feeling where everything around him disappeared in an instant. The entire world was under his control, as if time was about to pass through! The feeling of flying at a low altitude could only be described in one word, how cool!”
"500 km/h!!" Mosha looked at the person who terrified him and said in disbelief,"You, you, where do you get a car that can go at 500 km/h?”
"I told you that you're out, but you didn't believe me. Who would drive an original car? Which flying car doesn't have its engine, motor, and transmission modified again and again? Sigh, I'm really playing the lute to a cow. I can't tell you anymore. I'll make that bastard from Shandong see my butt and eat my exhaust! Mosha, my little sweetheart, since you've already vomited once, why don't you vomit a few more times? At most, you can eat when you reach school. It'll be too late then. Alright, sit tight!"
As the poet spoke, he stepped on the gas pedal. Mosha felt himself gradually rising into the air. No, he was beginning to float. Mosha tightly gripped the armrest, his face pale as he looked ahead. His eyes revealed a look of despair.
Boom...
Accompanied by the long sound of a car, the BMW modified heavy-duty sports car with the license plate number nb7474741 suddenly became extremely agile. In an instant, it dragged a long afterimage and sped forward.
The four years of racing fans on the road all looked at each other with their mouths agape. Was it time for F1 racing to come to the Tianchao highway?
" Hah, oh, yes, oh, the butt of the parent's young master's car. Haha, arrogant, even more arrogant. Driving a Bugatti Hummer AT, and you're already so arrogant. You're looking for abuse. Son of a b * tch, just wait to eat the exhaust!”
"Second, second cousin, is this guy driving a BMW crazy?”Qi Xuan looked in disbelief at the slut who had been running with them since the Shandong section of the highway. He had been suppressing them tightly and finally threw them far away behind the car. He turned his head with difficulty to look at Lu Shang, who was in the driver's seat with a livid expression.
Qi Xuan did not dare to continue speaking. He knew that this was a sign that his second cousin was suppressing his anger. He could not blame Lu Shang for being extremely depressed. The Bugatti Hummer, which was known for its lightness and speed, had been chased from Shandong to Dongzhe, and then to Dongzhe University in Suhu. In the three hours it took, it had been overtaken by a BMW heavy-duty car. If the people in the industry knew about this, how could they still have the face to see others?
BMW JC, JZ, JE series sports cars, Mercedes-Benz CC, CQ, CG, as well as luxury sports cars from various brands around the world, Maserati, Lincoln, Mercedes, Bentley, Lotus, Mist Dragon... all of them were gathered on the campus of Dongzhe University. There were beautiful cars, beautiful women, and young ladies. It was no less than a grand event of the world's famous cars and luxury cars. It was hard to even see one of these expensive sports cars, let alone so many of them.
Some people estimated that the luxury cars parked on the campus of Dongzhe University today were worth more than 8 billion!!
Just as the students from Dongzhe University who came from ordinary families were looking at these branded sports cars with a sigh, a trembling scream attracted the attention of the students.
"Ah, drifting? Drifting!"
"F * ck, it's really drifting.”
"Damn it, it's so cool, so awesome, so envious!”
Many eyes were fixed on the silver BMW sports car that was drifting gracefully on the curve. To be able to drift a heavy tank in a sports car like a light and agile wheel, one could see the driving ability and skills of the car player.
The silver-gray BMW stopped its arrogance and slowly came to the parking lot of Dongzhe University. Under everyone's gaze, it stood still like a victorious general.
"Hello, comrades!" Wei Dingshuai rolled down the car window and shouted at the crowd with a charming smile.
"Nonsense!"
"You're so f * cking awesome!"
"Asking for a beating!"
"Show off!“
This was the male student's evaluation.
"So handsome!"
"What charming eyes!"
"I can't hold it anymore. It's so cool!”
This was the female student's response.
Five minutes later, the black Bugatti Hummer finally arrived. Lu Shang opened the door and looked at the BMW 960. A cold light flashed in his eyes like a sharp dagger.
Qi Xuan shook his head slightly. Second Cousin, who had never lost since he was young, had lost today. How could he take such a blow? Qi Xuan knew that the more Second Cousin held back his words, the stronger the desire for revenge in his heart. Qi Xuan could only silently mourn for that unlucky poet. Although Qi Xuan knew that Dongzhe University was a prestigious school, there were only about 20 people who could be considered to be the children of military, political, and business families. It could be said that they were just a scoop out of 3,000 weak waters. The families behind the Qi Lu brothers were definitely in this situation.
Wei Dingshuai leaned in front of the BMW 960 Silver Rush and lit a cigarette very skillfully. The light flashed, and his handsome and exquisite face was blurred in the white smoke. It was somewhat mysterious and charming. Wei Dingshuai's mature and slightly weathered image of a prodigal son caused countless little girls to scream again. Today's pig trotter Wei Dingshuai was laughing and spitting sand beside him. As for the piercing gaze behind him, he could not be bothered at all. What kind of ambition could a person who couldn't even afford to lose have? Even if he had a great background, he was still like a piece of trash to Wei Dingshuai.
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