Shenhao grew up from salted fish

Yang Yu chewed the old popsicle in his mouth, tasting the familiar and nostalgic taste, and asked.

"There must be. There is a private racing track in Pengcheng where there is an amateur race on weekends. Are you interested in going together?"

Feng Yongjie blinked and asked with a smile.

As if remembering something, he asked again.

"By the way, Lao Yang, do you have a car that can run the race? If not, your Panamera is also fine."

"Amateur competition? Is it so exciting? Can I go in?"

Yang Yu, who didn't know how to pass the time on weekends, his eyes brightened instantly after hearing the other party's words.

You know, Yang Yu has been keeping a McLaren in the garage of Pengcheng Bay No. [-], eating ashes there.

A sports car of this level like McLaren is not suitable for driving to school. For Yang Yu, driving it is much more eye-catching than riding a Maybach.

After all, in the eyes of many people who do not have a deep understanding of cars, Maybach is just a relatively long black box. They often think that the car can be bought for 100 million.

But McLaren is a supercar...... Even if people don't know cars, they know that this thing is not cheap.

As for driving it to work....

Please, don't mention the traffic situation in Pengcheng, if he drives a McLaren and gets stuck on the road for an hour or two, his old waist will probably be useless.

The cost of supercars is no joke.

Chapter 148 It's Smoked!

Chapter 148 of Shenhao's development from salted fish is smoking! "Old Yang, don't worry, if you want to go in, I can take you in. The owner of that place is my friend, so it's not difficult to take you in."

Hearing Yang Yu's question, Feng Yongjie said with a very confident smile.

"Then I'll go and have a look. It just so happens that there are no plans for the weekend."

Finding that the other party had something to do with him and brought him in, Yang Yu directly agreed.

He has never been to this kind of occasion, and he is still very curious about what will happen inside. In addition, Yang Yu also wants to drive his McLaren to test the car, otherwise it will be a waste of time to keep it in the garage. It's so wronged.

Supercar, it should run on the field!

"Okay, do you want to participate? If you participate, the two of us can just compare whose level is higher."

After Feng Yongjie got the answer of where Yang Yu was going, he continued to ask Yang Yu with a smile.

"What are the rules of the game?"

"There are no rules in the competition. Everyone draws lots and runs for three rounds. After the three rounds, the one with the lowest score is responsible for paying the bill when they go out to play at night. The upper limit of this bill is [-]. If it exceeds [-], everyone will be A."

The best dinner treat?Yang Yu nodded slightly, he thought that if he lost, he would have nothing, and if he won, he would take everything away.

It seems that those who go to the competition can also make friends.

"Then let's compete and have fun, just treat it as me going to practice."

Yang Yu nodded in agreement and said with a smile.

"Practice driving?"

Feng Yongjie was a little confused, not knowing what Yang Yu meant.

"Yes, there is a McLaren at home, but it's a pity that it has been left at home to eat ashes after I bought it."

Yang Yu's face was indifferent, as if he was saying something so unimportant.

"Damn, can we still have fun? I bought an Audi TT for me after I passed the college entrance examination."

Feng Yongjie has the heart to vomit blood, this mother can't communicate normally, and it will make people feel poor...

..........

Saturday afternoon, in the western suburbs of Pengcheng, at a private racing track.

Yang Yu drove the McLaren slowly into the race track, found a parking space and stopped the car.

After parking the car, he glanced at Zhu Ziqi beside him, and said.

"Come on, we're getting there."

I don't know if it was Yang Yu's delusion, but when he found out that Zhu Ziqi entered the race track, he became visibly excited.

Yang Yu can easily judge this point by looking at the opponent's tightly clenched fist.

"Could this girl be a female driver who likes racing cars..."

Yang Yu seemed to have thought of something, with a strange expression on his face.

If it is what he imagined, then it is very necessary for him to think about whether he should let the other party touch the car in the future.

After all, this is not only for the sake of her life safety, but also for the sake of those potential car accident victims.

The more Yang Yu thought about it, the more he felt it was necessary to do so.

Opening the McLaren's scissor doors, Yang Yu soon saw various cars not far away.

From the relatively ordinary Audi to the more advanced Daniel, there are all here.

If it weren't for the case that it was clearly a racing track, Yang Yu really thought that some kind of auto show was being held here.

"Coax! Coax! Coax!"

Just as Yang Yu got out of the car, he heard the roar of a sports car at the entrance.

Moreover, the roaring sound was wave after wave, as if the driver deliberately slammed the accelerator.

Yang Yu looked up and saw the situation at the entrance directly.

It was two confronting cars, one was a Bentley, and the other was a blue Bull.

And it was the big cow that was hitting the accelerator.

"Does this person not want a car?"

Yang Yu frowned slightly, and whispered a little playfully.

"Why don't you want a car?"

Zhu Ziqi, who followed Yang Yu out of the car, came behind Yang Yu and said in a puzzled way.

"You'll know it just by looking at it. There must be a good show to watch later. Let's go, let's lean over."

As soon as Yang Yu beckoned, he led Zhu Ziqi towards the door not far away.

While Yang Yu was walking past, the driver kept hitting the gas pedal, as if venting his dissatisfaction.

Hearing that the other party kept hitting the gas pedal, Yang Yu knew that the other party either bought a supercar just now, or borrowed a supercar from somewhere.

Just when Yang Yu and Zhu Ziqi were more than 30 meters away, the buttocks of the big blue car first emitted a burst of black smoke, and then suddenly burst into flames.

"Yang, Yang Yu, that car is on fire."

Walking beside Yang Yu, Zhu Ziqi, who had been looking at the big cow and wondering what would happen, immediately exclaimed.

"Let me tell you, there must be a good show to watch!" Yang Yu shook his head with a smile, and continued with a look as expected: "I don't know where the Hanhan who came out actually took millions of dollars The car lights up to play."

"He lit it himself?" Zhu Ziqi was even more puzzled, because this was completely a blind spot of her knowledge.

"Of course, a supercar is different from an ordinary car. If a supercar dares to hit the accelerator on the spot, it's just making you feel uncomfortable."

"For all supercars with a tachometer red line above 7500, the manufacturer will give training to the owner after the car is purchased, and one of them is that it is absolutely forbidden to neutralize or hit the accelerator on the spot! When the air-cooled engine that is not running is above 8000 rpm, it will be released every minute. Show you the firecrackers!"

Yang Yu gave Zhu Ziqi what he knew about supercars.

Zhu Ziqi was taken aback for a while: "Is it that exaggerated?"

"Exaggeration? It's not an exaggeration at all." Yang Yu laughed.

"Why do you think there are many supercars in China, but they are not common on the road? That's because supercars are really unplayable in China! After these high-horsepower supercars are started, the parts of the water tank and drainpipe are damaged. The temperature will rise rapidly."

"When the temperature rises, it is necessary to cool down and dissipate heat in time. Now the best way is to cool down through air circulation. Look at the cars next to you. Which one is not a hole here?"

"If you hit the accelerator on the spot for a long time like that Hanhan, the heat cannot be discharged out of the car in time, and it will easily cause spontaneous combustion, so you can see a lot of news about supercars that are stuck on the highway spontaneously igniting. Is the running quality not good?"

"No matter how bad the quality of the supercar is, it won't go anywhere. The reason why it burns up is because of its cooling system."

Although Yang Yu made it very clear, Zhu Ziqi was still taken aback for a while, but she still understood the general meaning.

That is, you can't hit the accelerator on the spot when driving a supercar.

Uh, what a strange addition to the knowledge....

"Then does his car need to be overhauled?"

Zhu Ziqi asked curiously.

"Sure, I don't know where this idiot came from......"

"Brother Shen!"

"Ok!"

Shen Changqing was walking on the road, and when he met someone he knew, he would say hello or nod to each other.

But no matter who.

Everyone's face has no superfluous expressions, as if they are very indifferent to everything.

In this regard.

Shen Changqing is used to it.

Because this is the Ministry of Suppression, it is an organization that maintains the stability of Daqin. Its main responsibility is to kill monsters and monsters. Of course, there are also some other side jobs.

It can be said.

In the Demon Suppression Division, everyone had a lot of blood on their hands.

When a person is used to seeing life and death, he will become indifferent to many things.

When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but over time he got used to it.

The town magic department is very big.

Those who can stay in the Town Demon Division are all powerful masters, or those who have the potential to become masters.

Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.

Among them, the Demon Suppression Division is divided into two occupations, one is the guardian envoy and the other is the demon slayer.

Anyone who enters the Demon Suppression Division starts from the lowest level of demon slayer.

Then he was promoted step by step, and finally he was expected to become a guardian envoy.

Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest-ranked slayer.

Has the memory of the predecessor.

He is also very familiar with the environment of the Town Demon Division.

It didn't take too long, Shen Changqing stopped in front of an attic.

Different from other places full of chills in the Demon Suppression Division, the attic here seems to stand out from the crowd, showing a different tranquility in the bloody Suppression Demon Division.

At this time, the door to the attic was open, and occasionally people came in and out.

Shen Changqing just hesitated for a moment, then stepped inside.

Enter the attic.

Circumstances have changed in vain.

A burst of ink fragrance mixed with the faint smell of blood rushed towards his face, causing his brows to instinctively wrinkle, but then quickly stretched.

There is almost no way to clean the bloody smell on everyone in the Zhen Mosi.

Chapter 149

Shenhao grew up from salted fish. Volume 149 of the main text, Quan Jiahui, "I don't know where this idiot came from......"

Just as Yang Yu was muttering, a tall, thin man and a short-haired girl in very sexy clothes immediately ran down from the burning bull.

The short-haired girl was obviously terrified. When she got out of the car, she didn't even have time to put on her shoes, and stepped on the hot ground with her bare feet.

After a brief reaction, he immediately ran to a place not exposed to the sun and squatted down.