For a moment, Wang Yuanping did not know what to say in front of Zhang Xiaofan. He just hung his head and sat down in the back seat.
"Hey, what do you want to do?"
When she saw Zhang Xiaofan in the driver's seat, Ling Qingxuan's pretty eyebrows began to frown, and her face was obviously impatient.
"If you don't get stuck in traffic, it's going to kill you!"
You know, Ling Qingxuan is just an ordinary weak woman. He is totally different from Wang Yuanping, a strong practitioner of truth.
If Zhang Xiaofan makes a slight mistake and lets the sports car rush out of the cliff, it goes without saying that Ling Qingxuan's life will be explained here in nine cases out of ten.
"You shut up and look at it honestly!"
In this regard, Zhang Xiaofan just coldly replied to Ling Qingxuan, and directly made her freeze there in an instant, unable to say a word.
"This kind of tone, this kind of tone, how does it sound like I've heard it somewhere before?"
However, without waiting for Ling Qingxuan to think about it carefully, Zhang Xiaofan's one hundred years is a direct record of floor oil to greet the past, Ferrari FF just like an arrow from the string began to go ahead.
After a section of straight road, there will be another U-shaped curve in front of him soon. But this time, Zhang Xiaofan didn't want to slow down or step on the brake.
Seeing this, Wang Yuanping also exclaimed: "drillmaster Zhang, this is..."
"Ha ha..."
"Take a good look and study hard!"
Compared with Wang Yuanping's panic, Zhang Xiaofan just grinned, and his smile seemed very confident and determined.
However, compared with Wang Yuanping, Ling Qingxuan only feels as if her heart is about to reach her throat. When she sees the front of the Ferrari FF and the mountain road guardrail in front of her, she will have a close contact.
The next moment, I saw Zhang Xiaofan hand and foot at this time, action, posture coordination is perfect.
The red Ferrari FF, with an unimaginable angle, is floating in a state of great amplitude that ordinary people can't imagine. Even the rear of the car is close to the mountain road guardrail, passing through the U-shaped bend with the shortest distance and the smallest turning radius!
After seeing this amazing drift technique, Ling Qingxuan's expression suddenly became stiff. The whole person was still there and couldn't come back for a long time.
Zhang Xiaofan just used the drift and turn technique, such a strong sense of rapidity, the indifferent tone that he never paid attention to others before, and now such deep and confident eyes as the sea of stars.
"Yes... It's him... It's him... It must be him!"
After thinking of this, Ling Qingxuan looks sideways at Zhang Xiaofan's handsome and extraordinary face. Until now, she finally understands that the young man in front of her is the same person as the underground vehicle God of wuyunshan underground racetrack.
Almost at the same time, Ling Qingxuan was all the actions and behaviors made by Zhang Xiaofan in the face of Panlong club at crown KTV