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Ye Shuang saw the provocative finger, but didn't intend to ignore it just yet.
People with hyperadrenal secretion usually do things they would not do under normal circumstances, such as being provocative or impulsive. When do the adrenal glands go into overproduction? Such as drinking, such as playing exciting sports...
It is the most boring thing to argue with people in this state, because people with high adrenal glands are basically in a state of IQ arrears, and if you care about it, your IQ level will be lowered.
Moreover, the reason why Ye Shuang did not chase after him was not only because he understood the situation, but more importantly, the car had been modified. Although the domestic modification industry was not as developed as abroad, the modifications could only be sent from the original factory, and the changes would not be too extensive. It was a lot, but it changed after all... In contrast, Brother Ruan, who was under a lot of control from his family, could only drive a template car.
The startled brother Ruan didn't have that good vision to see what was ahead. At most, he could only see through the weak light that the other party seemed to have stretched out his arms: "Who is this person?!"
Ye Shuang narrowed her eyes and gritted her teeth: "Who cares, he's just an idiot anyway!"
Well, actually she was still very angry.
Keeping calm and continuing to drive, we soon arrived at the location described in Brother Ruan's text message. In the thick night, we could see several cars parked there from a distance, and there seemed to be a few people standing outside the cars. They were probably all here to watch the fun.
Ye Shuang also parked the car and took Brother Ruan out of the car. He saw that the two second-generation Beijing students whom he had taught how to throw dice were also there... In comparison, Mr. Fang, who had been resting in Anjia at this time, suddenly seemed extremely innocent. .
"Mr. Ye!"
Ye Shuang's appearance was so iconic that it was unforgettable, so the two second-generation Beijing students naturally noticed this and waved in surprise: "Mr. Play too?!”
"...I am really a good citizen." Ye Shuang was speechless. Why does it feel like everyone's impression of her has been finalized
Is it too late to clear up now
But after glancing at the car next to the two second-generation Beijingers, Ye Shuang's attention was immediately transferred to the car: "Is this car yours?"
"That's right." One of the second generation from Beijing said proudly: "I heard there was a competition today, so I brought it here in a container... Otherwise, I can't go out in a big truck, it would be too embarrassing."
The Beijing faction hates this place. They do whatever they want, but they can easily offend others if they are not careful.
Brother Ruan snorted unhappily, and turned his head away as expected, looking unhappy. Ye Shuang smiled and walked around the car: "The exhaust pipe has been changed. It seems that the power system has been tampered with." .The chassis has also been modified... How is the speed now?"
"Want to try?" Jing Erdai waved the car keys in his hand and asked with a smile, "How about you teach me how to throw some dots for you."
Ye Shuang thought about it seriously, then sighed and shook his head: "Forget it, rolling a point is not as easy as stacking dice. It takes several months of practice to stabilize the success rate." And once the dice are changed, the quality and center of gravity of the dice will change. It takes new time to readjust to the feel.
Giving up this exchange condition, Ye Shuang turned around and walked back to brother Ruan. The second generation Jing who was teasing her just now stopped: "Brother Ye, don't leave. You can play if you want. I won't be reluctant to do this." Pay for gas."
The few people standing on the other side suddenly sneered, pointed in a low voice and talked a few words, which were nothing more than some jokes that people didn't know the heights of the world.
I have said before that when the capital sent people to the local area to show their superiority, they never put any thought into the racing project.
One is because life is precious and they can't afford to lose face by sending others to play with them, and they don't have much sense of security themselves. The second reason is naturally because everyone has heard about Yao Zhixing's temper. Even if he is not in the local circle, it is impossible for those who frequent it not to know some local things.
The second generation of Jingdai driving a modified car is not for the competition itself. It is basically the same as when everyone changes clothes at a banquet... You don’t have to attend the banquet, but you can’t show up directly with the facade of daily life. .
This is not only a matter of attitude, but also a matter of face.
… So because of the above factors, local racing people basically treat them as bumpkins who are just joining in the fun.
When it comes to racing in Shanlin City, are you really that capable? !
Even if the technology is pretty good, shouldn’t we consider familiarity with the terrain? !
What these people didn't consider was that although the second generation Beijingers were not familiar with the terrain of Shanlin City, Ye Shuang, a local, knew it very well.
Ye Shuang was almost halfway through when she was stopped again. She turned around and asked in surprise, "Can you really open it for me?"
She hasn't tried a modified car yet, and more importantly...
After taking the key from Jing Erdai and getting into the car, Ye Shuang climbed into the passenger seat with the same curiosity and brother Ruan drove a lap first, gradually increasing the amount of power and oil, experiencing the speed and stability, and after analyzing the approximate data of the car , the front of the car swerved back and stopped with a beautiful tail flick, and then put down the incomprehensible brother Ruan.
"Hello!" Ye Shuang didn't get out of the car. She stuck her head out and greeted someone in the local group who was standing by the car. After the other person turned their head, she extended her arm out of the car window and gave a thumbs up.
The other person raised his eyebrows, and then saw Ye Shuang smiling, turning his thumb and pointing at the ground - you're fucked! If you have the ability to challenge me on the highway, you have the ability to accept my move!
The scene where there had been some chattering just now suddenly fell silent.
Brother Ruan was stunned. He didn't recognize the other person as the person who overtook him and scared him. Naturally, he didn't know why Ye Shuang suddenly made such a provocative move.
The faces of the person who was provoked and his friends were even more ugly. The expressions of disdain were still on their faces before they froze, and then twisted into a ferocious expression.
As for the two Beijing factions, they can be regarded as the quickest to recover among the people present.
It doesn't matter if I don't know what the grievances between the God of Gamblers and these people are, but just the fact that there is fun to watch is enough. And just because Ye Shuang's girlfriend had taught him how to roll dice, cheering for someone was something he didn't even have to think about.
So the two bastards who didn't mind the trouble cheered and cheered, gloating and fanning the flames: "Brother Ye is mighty! Kill him, kill him!"
These grandsons with their nostrils pointed upwards have already been displeased. They are trying to give Yao Zhixing face, but that doesn’t mean anyone can tolerate it! (To be continued)