Song Yang drove the car at high speed.
Wuling Hongguang made an S-shaped curve in the traffic and kept moving forward.
The passing cars quickly moved to the side, and some of them that could not be avoided were avoided by Song Yang.
Song Yang's eyes were calm. He held the steering wheel with one hand and quickly changed gears with the other.
The accelerator of Wuling Hongguang was stepped to the bottom, and it was like a fish chasing the Rolls-Royce in front of it.
Sima Lang and Jiang Wenxin sat opposite each other.
He took out a bottle of red wine from the car's refrigerator, poured a glass for Jiang Wenxin, and said, "Come on, Wenxin, have a drink to calm your nerves."
Jiang Wenxin said: "I don't need it, let me out of the car quickly, or I'll let my sister beat you up!"
Sima Lang laughed and said, "Stop messing around. Your sister won't beat me. If you sneak away while she's practicing, she'll definitely beat you up first."
Jiang Wenxin pouted and said, "Sima Lang, if you don't let me go, my brother-in-law will catch up with me and blow your head off!"
Sima Lang said disdainfully: "My Eight Vajra are very powerful and can hold him back for a long time. Besides, what can he rely on to chase me? Wuling Hongguang?"
The driver said, "Master Sima, there is a Wuling Hongguang chasing us from behind!"
Sima Lang quickly turned his head and saw a Wuling Hongguang rushing out of the river as if it was crazy.
It's obviously just a van, but it drives with the aura of an F1 racing car.
The two sides were getting closer and closer, and Sima Lang even saw Song Yang's face sitting in the cab!
Sima Lang's eyes widened in shock.
Song Yang actually chased after us in his Wuling Hongguang, what a hell!
Jiang Wenxin said happily: "Brother-in-law is here to save me, Sima Lang, you are finished, I will let brother-in-law beat you up!"
Sima Lang's face was gloomy.
He gritted his teeth and said, "Driver, drive faster! Get rid of the car behind us!"
The driver agreed and drove out with the car. The luxurious car logo made other cars along the way give way.
Sima Lang breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Fortunately, my driver is a top racing driver, a famous champion of Akina Mountain. Even if Song Yang drives very fast, he can't catch up, haha!"
Woo~!
A violent engine roar sounded.
Sima Lang looked out of the car window and saw Song Yang's profile appear beside the window.
Sima Lang's face was gloomy. He had just said that the driver was a famous general from Akina Mountain when Song Yang caught up with him in the blink of an eye and slapped him in the face.
At this time, Song Yang turned the steering wheel sharply.
With a loud bang, the Wuling Hongguang hit the Rolls-Royce.
Sima Lang felt his body shake, and then he fell forward.
Sitting in front of him was Jiang Wenxin.
Sima Lang originally wanted to steady his body, but when he saw Jiang Wenxin's beauty, he instantly gave up the plan and kept pouncing on her with his pouting lips as he kissed her on the face.
“Bang!”
A loud slap hit Sima Lang in the face, causing him to tumble to the ground.
The car regained its stability, Sima Lang's back was moved to the door, and it also stopped.
He covered his face and got up and said, "Wenxin, why did you hit me?"
Jiang Wenxin's face turned cold and she said coldly, "I am Jiang Shengyi."
Sima Lang instinctively shrank his neck and said, "Are you really Jiang Shengyi?"
Jiang Wenxin didn't answer him, and said coldly: "Stop the car."
The driver quickly slowed down and braked, then stopped by the roadside.
Jiang Wenxin reached out and opened the car door.
Sima Lang quickly said: "Don't open the door, there is danger outside!"
Jiang Wenxin's eyes turned cold, and he grabbed his collar and threw him onto the car seat.
Sima Lang's body bounced a few times, and he quickly sat up by holding the armrest.
At this time, Jiang Wenxin had already gotten out of the car.
Sima Lang covered his chest with lingering fear and said, "Oh my god, it's really Shengyi. Fortunately, I didn't resist, otherwise I would have been beaten badly."