nice to drive

Chengdu, Southeast Third Ring Road.

On the Jingang Circuit under the night, the neon signboards are shining transparently, and the edge can be vaguely seen from a hundred meters away.

Tonight, the young master of Hejia Heqing organized a drag racing bureau, so a row of bodyguards were set up at the gate of the track, and a warning cone was placed on the ground, and a notice was updated on Weibo that it would not be open to the public tonight.

As soon as the Weibo was posted, the comments below were retweeted jubilantly. Many car fans wondered if Young Master He is going crazy again. Will there be the most handsome Lamborghini in Sichuan tonight?

A car with a red V on it replied from the media, saying, "Young Master He's game, it's not even half a mosquito to get in."

But now it's around two o'clock in the morning tonight, and He Qing is covering her head, half leaning on the sofa in the rest area, her thick eyelashes flickering, blood trickling down into threads, sliding down between her fingers.

He congratulated him and was beaten at the Jingang Circuit.

Although it is said that this little blood was knocked when I was pressed down, it really hurts me to death.

The brothers who usually race in front of him are all in a mess, shouting and calling, and come to ask him a few words from time to time, but most of them are afraid of his fierce expression and dare not approach him.

He Qing's brother, who had been with him since childhood in Lanzhou, the first, second, third and fourth ring roads of Chengdu, walked around in a hurry.

"Fuck, Qing'er, what time is it, and you're still showing off!"

Lanzhou reached out to pull him, but He Qing elbowed him away.

He lowered his head and saw that He Qing was still covering his head, his fair face was full of anger, his face was flushed, and the end of his eyes, which were already slightly raised, seemed to be full of affection, and he was angry at him: "Stop everyone, don't fucking It's [-]! I feel ashamed!"

After that, he looked at the exit b where the fence was knocked crookedly, and then kicked the Mercedes Benz billboard beside his feet, gritted his teeth and said, "Without my permission, that door will have to be closed from now on!"

The person who hit him just now drove away from exit b.

Although that man was taller than him by a large margin, with sharp brows and sharp eyes, thick ink in the bottom of his eyes, thin lips tightly pursed into a deep line, with sharp and angular outlines, he is a rare man in the south handsome.

He Qing cursed secretly, this grandson must be caught, in Chengdu, a land of feng shui treasures, especially in the car circle, no one can touch He Qing.

Who is he congratulating?

Chengdu, the young master of the South Gate at the foot of the imperial capital of the ancient Shu kingdom, is one of the most romantic figures.He looks like a stunner, with a pair of bright peach blossom eyes, he loves to blink at everyone, Gu Pan is affectionate, and has a flirtatious and straightforward personality, which makes men and women love to come to him, a bunch of friends who come to me all day long Past.

His family runs one of the best automobile groups in the country, and a row of luxury car and supercar 4S shops in the Jiabei Group on Airport Road all have his name written on them. The power is not important, but the money is too much to spend.

Chengdu is a city that pays attention to the southeast and northwest gates. As the saying goes: the rich live in the south and the expensive live in the west; the poor live in the east and the cheap live in the north.

As for He Qing, who happened to live on the southwest gate, he was very wealthy, and his private garage alone was enough to cover a large flat.

Under the circumstances of being extremely upset and noisy with everyone, Lanzhou drove the car all the way to the Third Ring Road. He was very grateful that his parents were not there tonight, so he took He Qing back to Lan's house.

Otherwise, when He Qing returned to He's house with blood on his face, Father He might confiscate his car keys in a drawer.

As soon as He Qing arrived at Lan's house, the family doctor who hurried over carefully stopped the bleeding, while gasping for breath, he called a friend to find out who beat him today.

Here's the thing.

That afternoon, He Qing went to the Lamborghini 4S store on Airport Road, South Third Ring Road, and mentioned a silver and black Daniel, which was his 20th birthday present to himself.

The Lamborghini with its powerful and sporty lines has long been a resident model in their private garage in the car circle, but when it comes to the Centenario, congratulations are still No. 1.

He sprayed the bottom skirt of the car with a layer of gold and named it "Wasp". He was very precious. He made an appointment with a group of club brothers and went to the Jingang Circuit to have a consecration at night.

Jingang Circuit, the highest-level circuit in western China, has a top speed of [-] per hour. The road is even wider when it is closed at night. The sound of sports cars can only be heard, which makes He Qing's eardrums hurt and her adrenaline soars.

He squinted his eyes and vaguely felt that there was a car in front of him, but he couldn't figure out whether it was driving or parked by the side of the road.After thinking about it, I ordered the track staff to clear the field, who the hell is still parking on the side of the road while racing, and doesn't want to live anymore?

He Qing thought that someone must have jumped in front of him. As soon as the man's fighting spirit was aroused, he stepped on the gas pedal to the bottom in an instant, and the engine speed rose slowly, making the sound deafening.

When he saw clearly that the big car in front of him was stopped in the night, it was too late to slam on the brakes. He Qing slammed the steering wheel, swung his tail and body, and the sound of tires rubbing against the ground resounded through the sky.

This one drifted and he crashed.

He Qing had a dull pain in his chest, knowing that his car was hit by the buttocks, so he had no choice but to comfort himself. Fortunately, the side of the car was not smashed, otherwise he would not be able to live.

He opened the door and got out of the car, under the moonlight, carefully looked at the car he hit, it was strange.

He Qing muttered: "Fuck, who is this..."

It was because I refueled blindly without seeing it clearly, but after a closer look, damn it, this car is George Patton.

There are only one or two in Sichuan, and he has heard a little about the one in Chengdu.But this is a new car, and it still has a Beijing A license plate.

This car is a super off-road vehicle. It looks like a giant rhinoceros when it stops there. The black and thick body is stronger than a tank.

But it's a different story with my big bull. It's going to cost tens of millions of repairs if it crashes like this.

He Qing's originally good mood was ruined, and he cursed inwardly, must he be sick, driving such a big car to the track?

Thinking of this, he kept talking, knocked on the car window, and saw a boy with a strange face inside, about seventeen or eighteen years old, his eyes were wet and frightened, like a deer, and his appearance was extremely warm, like today Who and who brought friends over to play.

He Qing didn't understand why such a car was being driven by a child, she frowned, and didn't bother to save face when she was in a bad mood, and said provocatively, "Driving off-road to the track, are you sick?"

He Qing didn't know who the ancestor sitting inside was, but at that time he didn't know that although he was unfamiliar, he was not easy to mess with.

Ying and Chen were sitting in the driver's seat, only then did they notice He Qing, their wrists casually put on the steering wheel, and the dashboard was still on.

He opened his mouth, looking innocent, He Qing patiently waited for him to speak, but he didn't say anything.

Seeing that the man was not only innocent but also pretending to be stupid, He Qing couldn't help opening the car door to drag the kid out, so he heard Ying and Chen Lang say: "We..."

Not bothering to talk nonsense with him at all, He Qing got off the car and made a phone call. At this moment, several fast cars flocked to him, and when they got down to Lanzhou, they surrounded George Button tightly.

One of them yelled at the top of his voice: "The big cow that Young Master He just mentioned in the afternoon was knocked down by this giant?"

Ying Yuchen couldn't hold back, and retorted: "I didn't bump into it..."

Lan Zhou was also angry. He loves cars like his life, and he loves Daniel's butt, and curses: "That's why you put a damn magnet on it to attract it?"

Ying Yuchen blushed with anger: "Can you speak well!"

He Qing laughed angrily when he heard the Beijing accent: "The kids from other places come to Chengdu to play, don't they understand the rules?"

These words were thrown into the crowd like a bomb, as if Young Master He had given an order, a few good people rushed up, grabbed the window of George Patton's car, trying to drag Ying Yuchen out.

One of them lost his temper and swung his fist.

Ying and Chen were punched hard, and while hiding in the co-pilot, they took out the phone, dialed a number, and locked the car door quickly: "Brother! I was beaten in the car!"

Then the stalemate lasted for less than a minute, and He Qing saw a man coming out of the public toilet in the rest area beside the track.

He is as tall as a mountain, with broad shoulders and narrow waist, wearing a black vest, and a pair of military boots on his long legs that tightly wrap his muscles.

With a strong masculinity, the whole person rushed towards this side in a hurry.

He Qing looked back and couldn't help but take a step back. My friends, and compared my own skills with this person's force value, I felt at that time that I probably fell down today.

After that, there was a crooked sprawl on the track, wailing sounded one after another, and the track security in the distance flashed an emergency red light, and the car was already speeding over.

And He Qing's forehead oozes blood, like a little chicken, and Ying Yujiang is directly pressed hard on the hood of his Lamborghini.

Ying Yu stretched out the veins around his neck, looked down at him from top to bottom, his brows were full of hostility.

Lying on the hot car body, He Qing felt that being restrained by a strange man was not uncomfortable for the first time.

Just as she was about to stand up and fight back, she heard vicious words spit out from the handsome lips of the man on her ear: "He Qing, you are touching my brother."

When Ying Yujiang slowly packed up the messy cab and drove his baby brother away from the Jingang Circuit through Exit B, the group of security guards arrived late, got out of the car in a panic, panted and turned the flashing emergency red The lights are turned off.

"Hey, Young Master He..."

The one in the lead is the night shift manager of the Jingang Circuit. He has a fox-like face. His hair is messed up by the night wind at the moment, and his flattery is uglier than crying: "Young Master He, look..."

"Manager Li, just tell me,"

He Qing was supported up, grinning sneeringly, "Why did such a big George Button stop on the track?"

The night shift manager trembled and trembled, "No, I didn't inform you... Well, this is a guest who came in the afternoon, and you didn't say that you would like to come in the evening..."

He Qing frowned, her beautiful face was a little clouded: "You mean I booked late?"

Manager Li was so shocked that he almost rolled his eyes, and hurriedly shouted: "No, no! Young Master He doesn't know, this..."

Here, Manager Li has not finished yelling, Lanzhou, who has regained some vitality, cheered up, and tremblingly moved to He Qing's side, saw the blood starting to ooze from the corner of He Qing's forehead with his sharp eyes, dipped a little in his hand, and moved towards Manager Li Shouted: "Get out! Don't be mad at me... Fuck you, you're bleeding!"

In an instant, hearing the words was like throwing a sea mine, stirring up thousands of waves, the audience panicked, screaming and shouting, and they all came forward to ask a mess of concerns. He Qing was so disturbed that he vomited blood and felt dizzy for a while.

"Young Master He!"

"Qing'er? Oh, mom, my Qing'er, I rely on..."

"Young Master He is unconscious!"

"My day, come and save me!"

He Qing passed out completely.