The Ultimate Villain

Zhang Nan drove the car casually on Tianmen Mountain, leaned on the window with one hand and propped his chin and said, "What are you looking at—"

Chang Qianqian stared at him blankly: "Master, I still can't believe that this kind of low-end cheap car can run up to 120 yards and drift.

Zhang Nan turned the steering wheel casually and smiled faintly: "I spent five 10,000+ refitting it. Of course it is different from ordinary Alto cars, but the appearance is similar."

Chang Qianqian suddenly realized: "No wonder. Oh, it's so stuffy in the car, can this car be open?"

Zhang Nan casually pressed the convertible button, and smiled slightly: "Yes, although this car is small, in fact, there are sports cars, and it basically has them all."

Chang Qianqian rolled her eyes, opened her seat belt abruptly and stood up, lying on the front window and shouting: "Master, didn't you say that there are all sports cars? If you surpass the Ferrari in front, I will believe it." It's-"

Zhang Nan smiled lightly: "No problem, but you'd better sit down, so as not to throw you out."

Chang Qiqian heard him say so, and raised his hands directly and yelled, "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Zhang Nan watched her pink hair being rolled up by the strong wind, shook her head with a faint smile, stepped on the accelerator, and the speed of the car increased sharply with a "whoosh".

Chang Qianqian almost fell into the back seat, she quickly grabbed the front window and laughed: "Haha, I almost died, hurry up, hurry up—"

Zhang Nan smiled lightly: "You still really don't want to die—"

"Swish, whoosh—" The little Alto directly passed the BMW, Audi, and Ferrari driving on the mountain road ahead.

Chang Qianqian stretched out her hand and made a contemptuous gesture towards the Ferrari behind her, then sat back in her seat and smiled, "Master, you are really good, you passed it so easily."

Zhang Nan smiled faintly: "Simple, not worth mentioning."

Inside the Ferrari, Jian Pengju, the second son of Dingsheng Group, saw an Alto passing his own car, and his face turned ugly immediately.

The sexy beauty of the co-pilot sneered: "Mr. Jian, is your Ferrari a fake? It was overtaken by an Alto worth tens of thousands of dollars."

Jian Peng was at a loss for words: "No, I just picked up the car, and the speedometer is [-] yards, it's impossible for the Alto to drive so fast—"

The sexy woman said contemptuously: "Forget it, I can't do it myself and blame others for being too good. Stop the car, I want to get off."

Jian Pengju usually cares about face, but at this time he was despised by a beautiful woman, and immediately said angrily: "Wait, damn it, I was careless just now, this is more than—"

Jian Pengju slammed on the accelerator and the speed soared with a "whoosh", and the speed dial directly reached 150 yards. He usually races in Tianmen Mountain, so he doesn't pay attention to this speed at all.

Soon--

Soon--

Finally caught up--

Jian Pengju laughed out loud, and raised his middle finger to point at the Alto car: "Fuck you, dare to race with me, play to death with you—"

The sexy woman immediately kissed happily: "Wow, you are so good——"

Not to be outdone, Chang Qianqian climbed directly from the co-pilot into Zhang Nan's arms, lay on the car door, and raised her middle finger at Jian Peng: "I just raced with you, what's wrong? You have the ability to surpass us——"

Jian Pengju controlled the speed of the car, and sneered: "Yo, isn't this Sissy? Don't be arrogant, we haven't won the match last time, this time I will fight with you, so that you can only see the taillights of my car -"

Without turning her head, Chang Qianqian patted Zhang Nan on the shoulder, and said without showing any weakness: "Jian Er is stupid, who is afraid of whom, master, speed up, hurry up—"

Zhang Nan looked down at Chang Qianqian's little butt wrapped in hot pants dangling in front of her eyes, her heart felt hot, she reached out and patted her soft little butt, and said with an evil smile: "You don't want to learn Drift? You sit on me, and I will teach you myself."

Chang Qianqian said in disbelief: "Sitting on you, why did you step on the brakes!?"

Zhang Nan smiled evilly: "I never step on the brakes—"