My peerless beauty school flower wife

Chapter 538 Go drink the exhaust gas (two more)

The roof of Qiu Mingshan.

The lights rising from the sky and the noisy singing completely ignited the dark night of Qiu Mingshan, and the atmosphere became very lively.

Takumi Fujiwara was smoking a cigarette, his eyes blurred, leaning on the AE86 he had been driving.

This car is actually a very common car owned by Toyota, but in the hands of Fujiwara Takumi, he insisted on driving it as a symbol of the island nation's car god.

AE86!

The special car for the island country car god is even more the legend of the island country.

At this time, a trendy young man with yellow hair, a gold earring on his right ear, and ripped jeans on his leg, looked like a ruffian, walked up to Takumi Fujiwara, and said: "Car God, isn't your friend here yet?"

"Oh, don't be in a hurry. My friend said come, and he will definitely come."

Fujiwara Takumi coldly took a puff of his cigarette, stood up straight, stared coldly at the yellow-haired young man, and sternly reprimanded him.

"Really? I'm afraid that he will be discouraged, so I dare not come to this famous autumn mountain. Don't forget, there is still a life-and-death duel between you and Brother Bi tonight."

The yellow-haired young man sneered contemptuously, and said: "Bi brother spent more than 1000 million to buy the engine of the latest Bugatti Veyron. When Bi brother comes later, he will definitely torture you!"

"Hehe, racing is a matter of judging people, not cars. I can beat you with a go-kart."

Fujiwara Takumi stubbed out the cigarette in his hand, and the atmosphere suddenly became tense. Standing in front of the yellow-haired young man, he said sharply with even more domineering aura.

"You are the god of the island country, you are so good, even if you beat me with a kart, it is not a big deal. If you are capable, in tonight's game, you will use your AE86 to win Brother Bi!"

The yellow-haired young man was not afraid of Fujiwara Takumi at all, he coldly "poohed" his saliva, and taunted him with his disdain for Fujiwara Takumi.

"It's not that I haven't won before. This time, even if he spends more than 1000 million to buy a Bugatti Veyron engine, he may not be able to win me. As I said, racing is something that people don't look at. If the driver is Garbage, even if you drive the best car, it's just garbage."

Fujiwara Takumi sneered a few times, and said coldly.

"Who the hell are you saying is garbage? Damn, when Brother Bi comes, you will know who is garbage. Depending on you, I am afraid that you will have to follow behind Brother Bi's car and drink the exhaust gas."

The yellow-haired young man couldn't help but sneered a few times.

In order to win the competition, Brother Bi is also ruthless, spending money and time to refit the car into a super-functional car like a rocket launcher.

This time the race, Brother Bi, is guaranteed to win.

The yellow-haired young man laughed a few times, glanced at Fujiwara Takumi unscrupulously with contemptuous eyes, and said coldly: "Fujiwara Takumi, I call you a car god, it's his mother who gave you a face. Wait tonight But, the island country car god, will change his name. And you, what a fart!"

"roll!"

Fujiwara Takumi didn't bother to talk to the yellow-haired young man anymore, and his tone of voice smelled worse than eating in the toilet.

"Oh, just wait! Fujiwara Takumi, even if you invite the heavenly king tonight, you will definitely not be able to save you. You will definitely lose. Don't forget, whoever loses will kneel down and call him grandpa." !"

The yellow-haired young man laughed wildly and unrulyly, he didn't pay attention to Fujiwara Takumi and the people Fujiwara Takumi invited.

"roll!"

Fujiwara Takumi said coldly, obviously, he was angry, if that yellow-haired young man dared to speak again, the majestic Fujiwara Takumi would not mind using his fists to teach that yellow-haired young man how to behave.

The yellow-haired young man smiled coldly, but he was sensible and left quickly.

"I just hope Brother Xuan can save me this time, so that's fine..."

After the yellow-haired young man left, Fujiwara Takumi couldn't help heaving a sigh of relief, and said in a deep voice.

Even if he is the god of the island country, Takumi Fujiwara is still very nervous in this competition.

Because, he really has no certainty of winning.

Takumi Fujiwara has always been confident in his drag racing skills.

But you must know that Brother Bi's car skills are also top-notch. Moreover, Brother Bi has spent a lot of money to buy a Bugatti Veyron engine, and his strength will definitely go further.

To be honest, Fujiwara Takumi was really not very sure that he won Brother Bi.

But this time, Fujiwara Takumi must win.Because, this battle of honor and disgrace is a duel of life and death.A duel between racers is only about cars.Using a car to decide the outcome, life and death, is a common way for racers.

Therefore, in order to win steadily, Fujiwara Takumi invited Ye Xuan to Qiu Mingshan in the name of asking Ye Xuan to teach him how to drive.Fujiwara Takumi's purpose is very simple, to let Ye Xuan help him win this competition.

In order to win, Fujiwara Takumi even bought Ye Xuan's special racing car and Wuling Hongguang.

……

On the driveway around Qiuming Mountain.

A Rolls Royce was driving slowly on the narrow mountain road.

Ye Xuan still likes exciting recreational activities such as drag racing.Therefore, his mood at the moment is very, very good.

Ever since entering Akina Mountain, Suzuki Heko, who was sitting in the co-pilot's seat, has been acting nervous, for fear of being kidnapped by someone.

"Miss Hezi, can you stop trembling? There are not so many bad guys here... If I had known you were like this, I wouldn't have brought you here."

Ye Xuan felt very helpless, even a little dizzy, and Suzuki Hezi had a panicked expression on his face, it was obvious that he was not the kind of person who could race in Qiu Mingshan!

"I'm shivering not because I'm nervous, but because I'm excited. I also like racing, but you know, my father can't agree to my coming to Qiuming Mountain. In order to prevent me from going out and racing, my father directly built me ​​a Drag racing venue."

Suzuki Hezi smiled, and quickly explained, looking nervous, like a thief.

"..."

Ye Xuan smiled helplessly.

Because Suzuki Hezi loves drag racing, Suzuki Ichiro spent money to build a drag racing venue.Isn't there a problem with this causal relationship?

You know, to build a drag racing venue, without tens of millions, it is impossible to build it.

The life of the rich, coquettish!
"This is my first visit to Qiuming Mountain, and it feels really exciting."

Suzuki Kazuko began to become active and said with a smile.

But suddenly, there was a loud bang, and a car following Ye Xuan slammed into the rear of the Rolls Royce that Ye Xuan was driving.

"The guy in front, get out of the way."

A sharp shout sounded suddenly.

"Oh, fuck me, these bastards dare to hit my car."

Ye Xuan snorted coldly, and was just about to stop the car and teach those bastards a lesson when he was stopped by Hezi Suzuki.

"Aren't you good at driving? Let them follow behind your car all the time."

Suzuki Hezi chuckled a few times, and said with a smile: "The best way to insult a racing driver is to let him follow your car all the time and drink the exhaust gas you leave behind when you drive."

"Okay! You really are overwhelmed, let them drink the exhaust gas!"

Ye Xuan nodded and also smiled, knowing the reason behind it, and then he stepped on the accelerator to increase the speed of the car.

But the car that was following Ye Xuan was clung to Ye Xuan's car and followed Ye Xuan tightly.

"Brother Bi, the guy in front is really good at driving."

The young man who was driving couldn't help but snorted coldly, looked at the young man sitting in the co-pilot seat, and explained.

"Hurry up and overtake me, don't waste my time. Later, I have to teach Fujiwara Takumi a lesson, I want Fujiwara Takumi to kneel down and call me grandpa. Haha!"

The young man called Brother Bi said sharply with deep and cold eyes.

(End of this chapter)