Let you go undercover, not let you be arrogant enough to be a boss

Chapter 110: Master’s driving skills, man and car become one
The pointer on the speed instrument panel of the Mercedes-Benz S600 has passed 150 yards and is heading towards 180.

"whoosh whoosh"

Three Ferraris and Mercedes-Benz S600s roared past in front of them, forming a strong gust of wind that swept away the scattered garbage on the roadside and blew it far away from the sidewalk.

People who occasionally wandered the streets couldn't help but be stunned for a moment when they saw this kind of extremely fast racing, and then looked up eagerly, guessing which young man from another family was racing at extremely fast speeds without his life.

After just a few seconds, they could no longer even see the taillights.

The driver of the Ferrari obviously has very good driving skills. The speed of the Mercedes-Benz S600 has reached 170, but he still can't catch up, and the distance is not even close, and he still maintains a distance of more than [-] meters.

After the speed reached nearly 180, Aji's demeanor was obviously more solemn and cautious. He held the steering wheel tightly with both hands and did not dare to be distracted at all.

This kind of speed is close to the extreme, and it is still on the street. People with poor psychological quality have long been frightened and have a heart attack.

Although Aji is very courageous, he has never tried to race at such a speed, so he will inevitably feel nervous.

Moreover, his driving skills are not that good.

Thanks to the fact that this road has always been a straight road, Aji was able to maintain such a speed in the dead of night and few vehicles on the street.

The strong wind is howling by, and even though the sound insulation effect of the Mercedes-Benz S600 is very good, the noise caused by too fast speed cannot be avoided.

The strong wind like a tornado hit the glass, causing waves of whining sounds, just like the roar of the midnight wind blowing through the windows.

Zhang Xiao glanced at the rearview mirror and found that the van behind him was still hanging far away, indicating that he would never give up.

No matter how skilled the driver of the van is, the car he drives is just a van after all. Its performance is far from that of a Mercedes-Benz S600. It is considered very good to be able to keep up with the van at a speed of 170 yards without being delayed for more than one kilometer.

The distance of five or six kilometers passed by in an instant.

Ahead, is a crossroads.

At this moment, the traffic light shows a red light.

Ferrari stopped suddenly, and then rolled down the windows of the three cars, stretched out his hands and raised the international sign to Zhang Yao and others.

As soon as the gesture was stopped, the Ferrari ignored the red light and drifted directly to the left.

At this time, the Mercedes-Benz S600 was able to rush to the traffic light.

Aji gritted his teeth and saw the Ferrari drifting to the left. He was forced to slow down and try his best to turn to the left at a speed of [-] or [-].

Drift, he won't.

As a result, the speed has been greatly reduced.

The Ferrari had roared away, its taillights almost disappearing from their sight.

But at this moment, Ferrari seemed to feel a little unsatisfied, so it stopped and waited arrogantly in the middle of the road.

Ah Ji wished he could rush forward and kill these thugs, and he was about to step on the accelerator.

"parking!"

Zhang Xiao glanced at the rearview mirror and saw that the van had not yet come into view and obviously had not followed, so he shouted softly.

"what?"

Aji said in shock.

"parking!"

Zhang Xiao repeated it, and then said quickly: "Let me drive!"

Ah Ji was stunned for a moment. Seeing Zhang Xiao's serious expression, he didn't dare to neglect. He stopped the car immediately. When he was about to open the door and get out of the car, he heard Zhang Xiao said: "No need to get out of the car, just roll over from the driver's seat to the back."

Ah Ji reacted and quickly jumped into the back seat as nimbly as a civet cat.

Fortunately, the Mercedes-Benz S600 has enough space and Aji is flexible, so he can easily complete this difficult action.

As soon as he rolled over to the back, Zhang Xiao jumped up and quickly jumped to the driver's seat.

At this time, two vans, or maybe three vans, had already turned the corner and were pursuing them relentlessly.

Zhang Xiao glanced at the rearview mirror, shifted to D, stepped hard on the car, and the engine immediately roared loudly as he hurried out.

As soon as Aji sat down, he felt a push on his back and he was pushed close to the seat.

In an instant, the Mercedes-Benz S600 surged forward, a little faster than when Aji was driving just now, and immediately opened a little distance from the van behind it.

Then, with the good performance of the Mercedes-Benz S600, the distance between the vans was further extended.

The Ferrari in front saw the Mercedes-Benz S600 stop, and originally thought that the other party was giving up. It was quite boring, and was thinking about whether to go back and provoke, or just leave, when suddenly it saw the Mercedes-Benz S600 rushing towards it, and it suddenly became excited.

"Yo ho! I thought they were giving up! Turns out they weren't! Brothers, the fun is here again!"

The Ferrari at the end of the queue was driven by an unruly young man of about eighteen or nineteen years old with a bright red afro.

Sitting in the passenger seat was an old man with dyed yellow hair and a beard. He glanced at the rearview mirror and exclaimed: "Haha, I haven't had any fun in the past few nights. Someone actually dared to race with us tonight. , their wishes must be fulfilled!”

Both men spoke into radio communicators.

There was no one in the second Ferrari, only a young man with dyed yellow hair was driving the car. Hearing this, he laughed loudly and said: "Having fun is better than having no fun at all. We will go back when he is no longer able to continue." Tease him"

The Ferrari in the head is driven by a young man who is as handsome as Yanzu. He has not dyed his hair. He still has black hair, but it is combed up with hair gel and the roots stand up like a hedgehog. His expression is even more unruly than a red afro.

Sitting next to him is a tall and attractive young girl with wheat skin. Although her appearance is not top-notch, she has a good figure and looks wild and hot.

"You have to have fun, but please be serious next time. The Mercedes-Benz S600 behind seems to have been replaced."

The hedgehog-headed young man was obviously the leader of this convoy. When he saw the Mercedes-Benz S600 catching up again, a trace of inexplicable uneasiness flashed in his heart, and he couldn't help but warn.

The wheat girl smiled and said: "Are you too cautious? It's not like your style."

In front of them, there were also two pairs of wireless communicators.

"Haha, it's just a Mercedes-Benz S600. If the other party was a Lamborghini, I might still be cautious. Now, there is no need to be so cautious."

The long-haired yellow-haired man laughed indifferently.

The red afro followed the strange scream and said repeatedly: "Azu, what happened to you tonight? It's not like your usual style."

The spiky-headed young man was what he called Azu.

After hearing this, he said with some self-deprecation: "Maybe I haven't found the excitement for a few nights, and I'm a little uncomfortable. It's okay. Let's continue racing. After the other party loses, we will go to him to ask for the price of failure."

The long-haired yellow-haired man smiled and said, "That's right, this is our usual style."

"Holy shit! That Mercedes-Benz S600 is equipped with a liquid ammonia propeller. Why did it suddenly become so powerful?"

At this moment, Dahong Afro suddenly shouted in surprise.

Everyone quickly looked at their rearview mirrors and immediately discovered that the Mercedes-Benz S600 was approaching at a speed of more than 200 yards, gradually closing the distance with them.

"I told you, they must have changed people. Now this guy has good driving skills. He dares to drive a Mercedes-Benz S600 200 yards. Please pay attention and don't accidentally flip it into the gutter!"

Azu frowned and said, immediately confirming the sudden uneasiness in his heart.

"No matter how fast it accelerates, it is still a Mercedes-Benz S600. I regard it as the highest configuration. Due to the manufacturer's factory restrictions, the maximum speed is only 250 yards. Unless it is modified, it is impossible to exceed the speed of 250 yards. But Listening to the sound just now, it is obvious that it has not been modified. On the straight road, we can definitely beat it. On the corners, our Ferrari's performance can also crush it to death, and the opponent has absolutely no chance of winning!"

The young man with yellow hair glanced at the rearview mirror and analyzed quickly.

"Don't worry about so much for now and concentrate on racing. If we lose, we will be embarrassed."

Azu shouted and took the lead in accelerating, raising the speed to over 250 yards.

The others followed suit one after another and followed closely with strange screams.

What is the concept of 250 yards? 90.00% of people who drive will never dare to increase the speed above 200 yards, let alone 250 yards.

Under normal circumstances, after the speed exceeds 160 yards, if the car is not too luxurious, the body will already shake obviously.

Even if the car is a luxury car, many people will feel that the speed is too fast, which makes them unable to see clearly ahead. In addition, without the corresponding mental quality, they do not dare to drive too fast.

But Azu and the others came out specifically for excitement, and their driving skills were as good as those of professional drivers, and even surpassed many professional drivers.

Ordinary people don't dare to drive at a speed of 250 yards, but they, these desperado-like dudes, don't take it seriously at all.

"Fuck! Our van is not good enough and we can't catch up!"

The van driver who tried his best to see the rear of the Mercedes-Benz S600 cursed loudly.

His driving skills were already very good, but due to the poor performance of his car, he was still thrown a long distance away by the Mercedes-Benz S600, and it tended to be further and further behind him.

In a few more seconds, they might not even be able to see the taillights and lose all trace of the Mercedes-Benz S600.

"They can't run away! There are very few forks on this road. It's unlikely that they will turn into the fork. You keep the current speed and pursue with all your strength. It will be a matter of time before you catch up!"

The middle-aged man with a sinister face sitting in the passenger seat shouted coldly.

The van was already racing at a modified 150-yard speed limit. In the eyes of ordinary people, this speed was already terrifying.

If it hadn't been for the dead of night, he wouldn't have been able to run at this speed.

"understand!"

The van driver gritted his teeth and responded, concentrating on controlling the steering wheel.

Even he, a veteran of drag racing, did not dare to take it lightly at this extreme speed.

It's not that he lacks ability, it's just that he doesn't have the means of transportation.

"Boss, who is the van behind? Is it trying to steal business from us? Or is it someone from the other side?"

The people sitting in the back row looked back from time to time and asked questions.

The middle-aged man with a sinister face shook his head and said: "I don't know where it comes from at the moment, but I guess he is with us. I heard that the target in front is a troublemaker. He has offended many people, and the person who wants his life is probably not here." A small number of people, don’t worry about the background of the people behind them, if they dare to steal our business, they will be destroyed together!”

"Haha, it's exactly what we want!" "I just want to see who is so brave and dares to steal business from us!"

Inside the van, there were relaxed smiles, and they did not care about the suspected enemies at all. They were obviously desperadoes, accustomed to living a life of licking blood, and they had no regard for life and death. As long as there was money to be made, they would risk their lives.

"Damn it! You ate shit! You went so fast!"

The van driver who finally followed was cursing, but he didn't dare to pay too much attention and focused on the road ahead.

The farther you go, the sparser the streetlights are, and the light from the streetlights is dim and unclear. Coupled with the mottled tree shadows projected on the ground, it makes it even more difficult to see the road.

They are also modified vans, and their current maximum speed has reached about 150 yards. At such a speed, the wind noise is terrifying and the vision is difficult to distinguish.

Sitting in the passenger seat was a man with a scarred face and a beard, with a fierce look on his face, and a fierce glare in his eyes from time to time as he stared at the van in front of him.

Scar.

Yang Zenan's confidant and one of his most trustworthy subordinates.

"Shut up! Concentrate on driving your car! If you lose me, I'll skin you!"

Seeing that his men were still chattering curses, Scar, who was in a bad mood, snorted coldly and shouted in a deep voice.

His subordinates were as silent as cicadas, and immediately did not dare to say a word.

"Cheer up for me later! If the people in front of you are also going for the handsome boy, let's see how they act first! If they can get rid of the handsome boy, we will save time and don't have to do it ourselves. Go ahead, if they can't handle it, we'll come back! Do you understand?"

Scar thought for a moment and arranged his tactics.

"understand!"

The men agreed with a bang.

Scar nodded slightly and stopped talking.

In a long-established charcoal grill shop.

Wen Zheng put down the phone with a smile on his face.

Selling one piece of information for two, although you won't get the intelligence fee, the intangible benefits are obvious.

He also didn't expect that Yang Zenan would take the initiative to call him and directly stated that Che Ma wanted to cooperate with him.

The prerequisite is of course to let him help reveal the whereabouts of Zhang Xiao.

After careful exploration, Wen Zheng finally understood the fact that Yang Zenan's men had been eliminated by Zhang Ao, and he no longer had any doubts and sold Zhang Ao's whereabouts to Yang Zenan.

In fact, this was not the first time he had interacted with Yang Zenan, but they had never had a deep connection or any major cooperation.

"Pretty boy, oh handsome boy, there are enemies everywhere. Let's see how you die this time! Do you really think you can run amok if you can fight? There are guns in this world! Humph! Hong Xing, Yang Zenan, plus the Zhongqing Society I want you to die, let’s see if you can still be as alive and kicking as Xiaoqiang!”

Wen Zheng sneered and murmured to himself.

Unfortunately, Zhongqing Society did not contact him.

Under such circumstances, it was not easy for him to take the initiative to contact the Zhongqing Society.

After all, the Zhongqing Society has now made it clear that it will fight to the death with the Ni family, vowing to kill Zhang Xiao, and at the same time kill the direct line of the Ni family.

In this hot situation, Wen Zheng naturally did not want to cause trouble to Xiao Qiang and was caught by Ni Yongxiao.

As for secretly contacting Hong Xing and Yang Zenan, that's nothing, you can just get over it casually.

Even if he was discovered, he could just say that he was borrowing their help to avenge himself.

If he had not secretly colluded with the Zhongqing Society and was suspected of collaborating with the enemy, Ni Yongxiao would not have said anything.

He had just taken the position of the head of the Ni family, so I don't think he would go to war for an arrogant person and dare to touch himself.

As for Han Chen, he didn't care at all.

Humming a little tune, Wen Zheng continued to enjoy the charcoal fire.

Ah Ji's heartbeat suddenly accelerated and he couldn't control himself at all.

Feeling a strong push against his back, he quickly grabbed the armrest and subconsciously looked at the speed pointer on the instrument panel.

In less than ten seconds, the speed of the car has reached over 200 yards, which is much faster than when he was driving just now.

He just stepped on the accelerator firmly, but there was always room left.

On the one hand, it was because he couldn't control the extreme speed.

On the other hand, it's because his anger hasn't reached the extreme level yet, and at the same time, it's also because he doesn't want to admit it.

But now Zhang Xiao suddenly increased his speed to over 200 yards, and the speed continued to soar, from 200 yards to 230, and the pointer continued to press towards the speed limit of 250 yards.

The huge roar echoed inside the car, breaking the good sound insulation effect of the Mercedes-Benz S600, making Aji's heart beat faster involuntarily, matching the speed needle.

A slight feeling of dizziness came over me.

If it weren't for his excellent psychological quality, he would probably have to close his eyes at this moment, and even have signs of severe motion sickness.

People who sit in a car have completely different feelings from those who drive.

People who drive may be able to withstand driving up to 200 yards.

After all, when driving, the steering wheel is in your own hands, which at least gives you a certain degree of certainty and comfort.

But when riding in a car, the steering wheel is completely out of your hands. You completely leave your fate to others. It is strange that you are not nervous or uneasy.

Subconsciously, Ah Ji wanted to tell Zhang Xiao to slow down and persuade him to stop chasing. However, seeing Zhang Xiao who was calm and calm, even occasionally controlling the steering wheel with one hand, he swallowed back the impulsive words that came to his lips.

Judging from this simple scene, it is obvious that Zhang Xiao's driving skills are far superior to his.

It turns out that Brother Xiao’s driving skills are so strong!

Normally he is quiet, but he showed up at the critical moment, which shocked himself.

In fact, he wronged Zhang Hao.

A few minutes ago, Zhang Xiao's driving skills were indeed quite satisfactory, neither too good nor too bad. They were sufficient for normal situations, but they pale in comparison when used for drag racing.

But at this moment, Zhang Xiao, who possesses master-level primary driving skills, is superior to many professional F1 drivers. In a short period of time, he has mastered master driving skills.

The third million arrogance level was already reached when he first entered the Dynasty Dihao Nightclub.

After that, the manager and some of Wen Zheng's subordinates contributed a little more arrogance points, and there were many fractions of the million arrogance points, reaching the value of [1043891].

Originally, he didn't want to exchange his skills for the time being, thinking of using them on the blade in the future, but seeing the Ferrari in front of him constantly provoking them, and just now deliberately trying to hit them to death, Aji's driving skills were not enough, and he couldn't catch up with the Ferrari in front of him.

Coupled with the van chasing after him, Zhang Xiao finally decided to temporarily exchange the master's basic driving skills.

Anyway, the driving skills can be used in the future, so there is no loss.

When we catch up with those Ferraris later, we must give those idiots a lesson.

By the way, by leaving the van alone and finding an opportunity to kill them, it can be said that it kills two birds with one stone.

As soon as the Grandmaster's initial driving skills were exchanged, a large number of various models, ranging from high-performance acrobatic bicycles to special vehicles, flooded into his brain, and then related knowledge about modified cars, accessories, etc., all at once. It was engraved in his mind like an initiation, and then, as if he had practiced hard for decades, the top-level control acted on him with perfect proficiency.

At this moment, every cell and muscle in his body would reflexively analyze the performance of each car in the blink of an eye, and then control it with precision and almost flawlessness, reaching a transcendent level as if he was using his arms and fingers.

As soon as he changed positions and shifted into D gear, the performance of the Mercedes-Benz S600 jumped into his mind. Then when he controlled the Mercedes-Benz S600, he felt as if he and the car were one. When the steering wheel was slightly turned, he hit wherever he pointed. .

When the engine made a huge roar, the arrogant racing cells seemed to be ignited and suddenly became excited.

Moreover, in the excitement, the emotion of love actually arose.

He didn't like drag racing in the past, but now he feels like he loves it so much that he can't wait to participate in the F1 competition.

In every profession, a transcendent figure who can reach the level of a master must be extremely passionate about the profession he is in.

Otherwise, they will simply not be able to integrate their love into professional knowledge and become the pinnacle figures of the highest pyramid.

Love is the best teacher.

After pressing the accelerator to the bottom, Zhang Xiao shouted softly: "Sit tight."

Needless to say, Aji had already grasped the armrest automatically and consciously.

The Mercedes-Benz S600 rushed out and chased the Ferrari ahead at a speed beyond the imagination of passers-by, getting closer and closer.

At this moment, the various parameters of the Mercedes-Benz S600 are perfectly combined by Zhang Xiao.

Sensing the sudden increase in speed of the Mercedes-Benz S600, Ferrari continued to accelerate, keeping a distance from it, and even slightly pulling away.

The distance between the two parties was less than a hundred meters. In theory, it was only a matter of seconds.

But on the straights, Ferrari has superior performance and far surpasses the Mercedes-Benz S600. It has a natural advantage.

Aji also discovered this problem and couldn't help but said: "Brother Xiao, the performance of the opponent's Ferrari is better than our Mercedes-Benz S600. It is difficult for us to catch up on the straight road, and the opponent's driving skills are obviously very good. What should we do?" "

Zhang Xiao smiled slightly, shook his head and said casually: "I don't care about the straights. If I can't win, I won't win. It's not my problem, it's the car's performance. But on the corners, especially the hairpin turns, it's my problem." The world!"

The tone was plain, but it was filled with the arrogant confidence of looking down at the crowd.

Ah Ji heard it, and his eyes suddenly brightened.

Could it be that Brother Xiao wants to use an ordinary car to drift at high speed? !
Is this a little too perverted? !
It won't roll over, right? !

Zhang Xiao glanced at the rearview mirror and saw the worry and anxiety mixed with Ah Ji's excitement and enthusiasm. He smiled and comforted: "Don't worry, the car won't turn over. As long as there are enough corners, it will only take time to catch up with those pickpockets." It’s just a problem”

He wanted to know who those arrogant and unscrupulous Diaomao were.

(End of this chapter)