"It's good that you're a rich second generation, but I've said that you're still a black sheep addicted to drugs. If you have money in your family, you'll go to drug trafficking. I'll drive this car in line with your identity setting!"

Sun Ruigang pointed to a car parked downstairs and said with a smile. The car is very conspicuous in the parking lot below. The silver gray body has long been left behind by the times. It's a stiff hatchback. It's at least ten years old. There are two upward arrows in front of the car.

Suk knew that the car should be Citroen Fukang, a car that you rarely see on the street now. It turned out to be his own crime tool. Er, it's a crime handling tool. Suddenly Suk felt like a big head.

"The chassis is solid, the rear wheels follow, and the tracking ability is very good. I tell you, this car was developed after several days of deliberation!"

Sun Rui just started to point out the car to Suk, with an additional explanation, saying that there is something on the ground in the sky, as if the car is a Ferrari. [

"Sun Ju, I'd better drive my Passat, otherwise!" Suk really can't imagine that he can exert some strength in driving this car. He drives a lot and admits that he can't hold a good horse and doesn't have a good saddle!

"It's not in line with your identity to drive Passat, but you still have some money. How can you sell drugs by yourself? Just lie down at home. If you had Passat, you would have sold it long ago!" Sun Ruigang's analysis is accurate. After all, this action can't be missed. Every little thing may affect the overall situation.

"Then I'll try first!" Su Ke said, pulling open the door, and then he went in. But he didn't see sun Ruigang's smile.

"Boss, you didn't get the broken car! Is it reliable? " Yang Peier also thinks that the car is a bit of a suspense. I'm afraid it's uncertain whether the car can start or not: "has it stopped production long ago?"

"Well!" Sun Ruigang nodded, which made Yang Peier's head black. However, at this time, sun Ju continued to boast: "the Fukang 6 hatchback family car produced by Wuhan Dongfeng Citroen is as powerful as Santana and Jetta! How do you know that, little girl

"Come on! Chief, your car is going to fall apart. Don't let the traffic police detain you as soon as you are on the road before we start to carry out the task! " Yang Peier's mouth curled. He really didn't like the car, but he always felt that there was something wrong with the expression on sun Ruigang's face.

The interior space of Fukang in the hatchback is really not big. Sitting on the seat, Suk kept adjusting and finally found a more comfortable posture. The interior is simple and rough, and the central control makes people feel worried. In some places, some paint has fallen off. I really don't know what medicine sun Ruigang sells in the gourd.

However, the key was on the top. Suk took a deep breath, like a habitual action, crossed his fingers, and did some preparatory activities. He turned the key at random and hit it at once. There was no depressing scene of flameout.

But the next second, the expression on Suk's face began to change. The powerful engine roared, and the vibration of the engine started to shake with the steering wheel. The hands holding the steering wheel seemed to light a fire in his body under the vibration of such a sense of power.

Suk's eyes are bright. The power of this car is not 6 displacement at all. Has it been refitted? When I think of it, I can see a movie that I used to do

"well, I'm at the expressway entrance of the new urban construction village!" Suk said casually.

"Ah?" Sun Ruigang's face suddenly became a little difficult: "it's at least 60 kilometers. How much do you run? Two hundred and twenty? How many red lights did you run? Are there ten? Did the traffic police stop you? "

"It seems that there is no traffic police to stop me!" Suk was also a little embarrassed. He really speeded and ran the red light. As for the traffic police, he really didn't care.

"Even if you want to stop them, you can't stop them!" Sun Ruigang shook his head: "I'll call the traffic police later."

Yang Peier, with sun Ruigang's tearful expression on one side, immediately gloated: "chief, do you think the traffic police will have to go to the bureau to arrest people in a moment? This is dangerous driving!"

"Go! I'll send you to take over the post if you come to arrest people. You're not in charge of this task! " Sun Ruigang knew that the girl was joking, but he still had a red face. However, it turned out that Suk could recognize the car as the best result.

"By the way, sun Ju, there is such a thing. Yesterday my shop was smashed by people!" Suk is eating Yang Peier. At this time, he immediately remembers that he left the three security guards in the morning. But before he finished, sun Ruigang waved his hand.

"It's OK. Xiao Yang has already told me that you should deal with it yourself. Next time you have something to say hello to me in advance, I can do it, absolutely no problem!" Sun Ruigang patted Suk on the shoulder and said.