Arriving at the door of the hotel, Zhang Xiaoqiang was kicked out like a lost dog.
Desperately arriving at the parking lot, Zhang Xiaoqiang raised his eyes and immediately saw a large dazzling "flying" color in the dark night.
What an ironic scene! Looking at that mess, Zhang Xiaoqiang couldn't help but laugh secretly in his heart... Could it be that even God is mocking you? Why don't you give me such a weird thing
After getting in the car, the Great Sage threw the old pig into the back seat of the car.
I have to say that this old pig was seriously injured by the knock just now.
The good guy was beaten by the great sage along the way, and now he was thrown into the car with brute force. Throughout the whole process, the old pig kept his original fainting look, and didn't change even a little bit.
"Let's go! Go home!" After placing the old pig safely, the great sage jumped into the passenger seat.
He still maintained the sitting posture that a great sage should have as always, half-squatting as if defecating.
Considering the Monkey King's style and the appearance of this shabby car, Zhang Xiaoqiang gave up the idea of popularizing the Monkey King's modern and civilized car etiquette.
That's all. After looking at the steering wheel in front of me for a long time, two words came out of my mouth: "Drive!"
"Buzz buzz", "fly" the color Isuzu flipped and shook, then swayed, and happily hit the road under the control of Zhang Xiaoqiang.
The night was dark, with thick clouds overhead. The sky at this time was just like Zhang Xiaoqiang's state of mind, depressing and bitter.
Thinking about what happened tonight, Zhang Xiaoqiang felt really panicked.
"Brother Monkey, thank you for tonight's business."
"Why do you want to thank me, old grandson?"
"It's nothing, haha." Even if he explained to the Great Sage, he wouldn't understand. To the Great Sage, he just did what he should do as a law enforcer in the heaven.
But Zhang Xiaoqiang knew that if the Great Sage hadn't taken action to shake the scene today, things might not have been that simple.
Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't believe that Mr. Sun would be so kind as to let Qin Puze go. To put it bluntly, he was still wary of the Great Sage's skills.
While he was thinking about it, a bright light came from the darkness behind and hit the man's eyes in the rearview mirror.
Zhang Xiaoqiang immediately turned to the dark side, stuck his head out and yelled behind him: "What kind of airplane are you doing? Do you have any quality? Is the driving school Lan Xiang necessary!?"
"Buzz!" The harsh engine roared, and Zhang Xiaoqiang saw a black Land Rover speeding toward the rear of his car.
"Fuck!!" I was worried that I had nowhere to vent my anger, so no one came to my door.
"Damn it, do this with me! Drag racing, right? I'm going to ask you today to see what it means to be an old driver of Qiu Mingshan!!"
Clutch, push gear, give gas.
When people are extremely angry, they dare to do anything.
You must know that Zhang Xiaoqiang has never touched a car a few times since he got his driver's license. Being able to drive to the hotel alive on the road is a blessing earned by his ancestors for eight lifetimes.
Now I am so excited that I actually plan to race with someone.
The key point is that it's okay for you to race a car, but to race an Isuzu or a Land Rover... this is too awesome.
"Buzz, buzz, buzz," stepped on the accelerator, and the Isuzu immediately roared like a whipped donkey, and the speed of the car increased steadily under Zhang Xiaoqiang's whip.
Fortunately, it was almost late at night, and there were no pedestrians or vehicles on the road. Otherwise, Teacher Wang’s headline would have been robbed again tomorrow.
Swinging left and right, dashing forward and back, the Isuzu really looked like a stunt driver under the skillful control of Zhang Xiaoqiang.
But anyone who has come into contact with a legendary vehicle like Isuzu knows that as soon as this car reaches 100 mph, it is about to take off.
That's right! Zhang Xiaoqiang has this kind of rush now. He aims so hard that he can't control the shaking of the car body.
In addition, the car itself is very old and was built with great care by Tianjie's "Bima Group". It is now difficult for Zhang Xiaoqiang to make the car go in a straight line.
However, not being able to walk in a straight line is not a bad thing, at least the Land Rover can't show its speed.
Looking at the Land Rover that was squeezed into nowhere behind him, Zhang Xiaoqiang screamed at the rearview mirror: "Sir, why don't you pretend to be B! This whole luxury car is amazing in the middle of the night! Fight with an old fool! Just have fun while you're at it!" go!!"
The words just fell! There was a shock from the rear of the car, and then the Isuzu's body was like a small boat in the strong wind and waves, swaying in the wind and rain.
In a hurry, Zhang Xiaoqiang instinctively stepped on the foot brake.
Under its braking, the Isuzu slowly slowed down.
After regaining control of the car, Land Rover also took advantage of Zhang Xiaoqiang's control of the car's neutral position and waited for an opportunity to overtake him from behind.
When the two cars were level, Zhang Xiaoqiang lowered the window and pointed his middle finger towards the opposite side: "Damn it!! You are sick! You are rushing to attend a funeral in the middle of the night!"
Anyway, there is a great sage sitting in the car, so Zhang Xiaoqiang doesn't mind confronting the racing guy at night.
It was a quiet night, and the Land Rover's windows were slowly lowered. It was completely dark inside. Zhang Xiaoqiang frowned, trying to see the other person's face clearly, but he didn't expect a tubular object to pop out of the darkness.
Mist grass! gun!
He was stunned for a moment, then Zhang Xiaoqiang laughed loudly: "How old are you! You still play tricks like this! Brother, when I used a toy gun to scare people, you were still spreading your crotch pants!"
"boom!"
The glass on the side of the car shattered with the sound. Zhang Xiaoqiang subconsciously turned his face to look, and immediately screamed: "Fuck!! It's a real guy... Goodbye, brother, let's fight again in the future!"
He quickly hit the accelerator and moved forward rapidly.
Guns are undoubtedly men's favorite thing. In the past, Zhang Xiaoqiang had only seen them in movies and games. He never dreamed that he would actually have a gun pointed at his head.
Thanks to his lack of skill in controlling the car, the speed of the car was a little slower. Otherwise, if the operation level of an experienced driver had changed, he would have stayed with the Land Rover... Based on the ballistic trajectory of the opponent's gun, Zhang Xiaoqiang's left temple was probably going to be hit. A hole has been opened.
Zhang Xiaoqiang, still frightened, hit the accelerator desperately, but the Land Rover's speed was there.
The performance gap meant that Zhang Xiaoqiang would not be able to escape the pursuit of Land Rover.
"Snake move! Z-shaped move!" He kept mumbling. Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't have any bullshit tactical knowledge, but fortunately he played games regularly, so he now knew that you should never walk in a straight line to avoid gunfire.
The Great Sage was so confused when he was dumped in the car that he finally couldn't hold back and asked: "Xiaoqiang, what are you doing? Why is this thing floating around? It's even more unreliable than my old Sun's somersault cloud!" ?”
"Emergency! We're being targeted!"
"monster!?"
"Uh..." I wanted to say monster, but if Xunsi said monster, the great sage would definitely jump out of the car and fight with the person.
If the opponent doesn't have a gun, Zhang Xiaoqiang is not worried about the outcome of the Monkey King's tough fight.
Ke Ren is holding the guy in his hand now. If the Great Sage continues... he will point the gun at him!
Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't want to cause a war between humans and gods because of his own reasons.
"It's not a monster! But it's not a good thing either."
"Is that a human being?"
"Well, it's human."
"Then why are you panicking! I thought it was a monster! You have to pay for this kind of thing yourself!" After re-arranging his squatting posture, the great sage glared at the Land Rover in the rearview mirror, which was approaching step by step, and then disdained it. He shook his throat.
(End of chapter)