Chapter 152： Forbearance of middle-aged men

Chapter 152 Middle-aged man's forbearance

"They are off the highway, you are ready. By the way, there is a big beauty in the car, don't hurt her."

Following behind the BMW, Zhou Huaian yelled at the mobile phone that was still on the call when he saw the other party driving into the high-speed exit.

"Don't worry, Brother Zhou, we brothers are very sensible."

Hearing Zhou Huaian's words, there was a burst of laughter from the phone.

Because the expressway from Wucheng to Lizhou was still under construction, Xu Renshan got off the expressway in the suburbs of Wucheng and planned to take the national highway back to his hometown.

It's just that, just after driving off the highway intersection, Xu Renshan looked at the seven or eight sports cars parked by the side of the road, and couldn't help frowning. The color-haired coward from before appeared in his mind.

Unexpectedly, that guy also knows how to judge the situation, show weakness, and then settle accounts after the fall.

"It's okay, you sit down first."

Feeling the worry in his wife's eyes, Xu Renshan patted on the other's jeans and stabilized the steering wheel.

At present, we don't know the other party's means, so we should keep the same in response to all changes.

Lang Lang Qiankun, what else can the other party do, it is nothing more than some old routines of the rich second generation.

"Oh Huo."

As the BMW turned onto the national road, several sports cars followed, neither fast nor slow, sandwiching the BMW in the middle, and the young man with the convertible made some provocative moves.

Although the car windows were closed tightly, Xu Renshan seemed to be able to hear the cries of those unscrupulous youths, and couldn't help frowning.

If it wasn't for his wife sitting next to him, Xu Renshan must let the other party taste what it means to be a car **** and the fear of being dominated.

Ahem, these are just thoughts in Xu Renshan's mind. In reality, he can only control the steering wheel steadily.

If he was still in his 20s, Xu Renshan would definitely not be able to bear this kind of provocation, so he would have a fight with the other party, even if the performance of BMW is not as good as those luxury sports cars.

Unfortunately, he already has a wife, and the soul in his body is still a middle-aged man in his 30s.

Tolerance of reality is an important lesson for social education of middle-aged men.

Cherish the life of a good life, and can't afford to gamble.

"Brother Zhou, this kid is a bit cowardly."

Seeing that BMW was driving so steadily, a young man who was ineffective in provocation picked up the walkie-talkie on the car and shouted.

Under normal circumstances, if they provoked them like this, BMW would fight them out of spite. Naturally, there was a way to teach the other party how to behave.

But such a shrinking turtle, they are a bit difficult to deal with.

"Old Zhou, where is the big beauty you mentioned, and none of the buddies have been seen."

"Brother Zhou, you are not fooling our brothers, are you? How can any beautiful woman ride in this broken BMW?"

"Old Zhou, if you don't have a big beauty, you can take over Club No. 1 tonight."

"I agree with Brother Xu."

Listening to the voice coming from the public channel of the walkie-talkie, Zhou Huaian, who hadn't vented his anger yet, shouted: "Brothers, let them see the majesty of our Wuzhou Qiumingshan team."

"Did miles."

The organizer of today's game spoke, and the rest responded excitedly.

The other party wanted to be a tortoise, so they went to knock the tortoise shell.

"call"

"woo"

"brush"

While Xu Renshan was concentrating on driving the car, several quiet sports cars beside him accelerated suddenly, and one of the yellow Lamborghinis suddenly rushed in front of the BMW, causing him to subconsciously step on the brakes.

"It's all right."

Stepping on the brakes to slow down the car, Xu Renshan subconsciously looked at his wife next to him, for fear that she might be frightened.

"It's okay, you can drive."

Shaking her head with a smile, Shi Yuxuan's face was relatively calm, and there was still a trace of inexplicable novelty hidden deep in her eyes.

She has only seen this kind of scene in movies, but she didn't expect it to happen in reality.

As for the safety of the two of them, Shi Yuxuan is not worried because her husband is here.

"Um."

Seeing his wife so calm, Xu Renshan didn't stop, but slowed down a little.

The original speed limit was 90 yards, but he suddenly drove to 60 yards.

Compared to faster, he must not be able to compare with those sports cars, but compared to slower, BMW still has a lot of advantages.

It's just that Xu Renshan far underestimated how well these rich second generations can play.

From time to time, a sports car would speed up and rush in front of the BMW, and even slow down deliberately. Xu Renshan did not get angry, but calmly controlled the steering wheel.

On the national road from Wuzhou to Lizhou, there are many small cars, but most of them are large cars full of goods.

"Zi."

At a certain moment, Xu Renshan suddenly accelerated and drove side by side with a large truck.

At this time, a sky-blue Maserati was about to overtake, but was stuck in position by the BMW, silently advising to slow down.

Finally, at a fork in the road, Xu Renshan turned left directly off the national highway and turned into the old road to Lizhou.

Here, even the best sports car has to be caught blind.

"Brother Zhou, are you still following?"

Seeing the BMW enter the alley, someone asked on the intercom.

"Follow. Tonight, I've reserved clubhouse No. 1."

Having yet to find the fault, Zhou Huaian was naturally puzzled, and directly stated the expenses for tonight.

"Ooh."

Seeing that the organizer was not intimidated, the others excitedly drove towards the trail.

Sports cars are just for fun, and if they break down, they need to be repaired. The worst thing is to spend more money. The worst thing for these people is money.

It's just that they quickly realized the power of this old road.

The potholed ground is extremely unfriendly to sports cars with a relatively low chassis. Occasionally, you can hear a scraping sound from the chassis. Even the second-generation cars who are not bad at money feel a little distressed.

"These people really persevere!"

Shi Yuxuan, who was sitting in the car, heard the unique roar of a sports car, looked at the rearview mirror, and sighed with a smile.

“.”

Taking time to glance at his unflappable wife, Xu Renshan felt a little strange, it seemed a little different from his usual mature, stable, gentle and kind wife.

Could it be that he knows too little about his wife, and it seems that he needs to talk about life in depth.

At this time, there was a roar on the old two-lane road in Lizhou, and the Porsche 911 took the lead to catch up.

The next scene seemed to be somewhat similar to that on the national highway, but Xu Renshan had a smile on his lips.

These second generations are really a bit reckless.

"It's really dead."

Seeing another large truck approaching from afar, Xu Renshan sighed inwardly, and quietly stepped on the accelerator.

At this time, the Porsche, who was deliberately lagging behind, caught up again, driving side by side with the BMW. Zhou Huaian, who was in the driver's seat, made a provocative gesture in the direction of the BMW driver's seat next to him.

Zhou Huaian knew that the driver would definitely be able to see his actions, and he liked the way the other driver was angry but had nothing to do with him.

The proud Zhou Huaian did not notice that a large truck full of goods was driving straight ahead on the road directly in front of the left lane, and there was a burst of horn honking from time to time.

"Brother Zhou, be careful ahead."

At this time, the cars following also saw Zhou Huaian's danger, and hurriedly used the walkie-talkie to call.

"What? I'll take the test."

Hearing his companion calling, Zhou Huai'an looked in front of him strangely, and broke out in a cold sweat immediately.

The distance between Porsche and the big truck in front is not far away. His current speed seems to be a bit fast, but the big truck on the opposite side obviously thinks that he will let him go. Although the speed has slowed down, he has no intention of stepping on the brakes to stop.

Subconsciously, Zhou Huaian wanted to slow down and move towards the right lane, only to find that the BMW next to him also slowed down suddenly, firmly blocking his parking space.

He slammed on the accelerator, trying to speed up to overtake, but still saw that the BMW next to him was also speeding up, unbiasedly stuck in his position leaning to the right.

At this time, Zhou Huaian's truck honked more and more urgently. He wanted to lean to the right desperately, but found that the BMW would not give way.

If he really hit it, with his Porsche body, he may not win the BMW, but he will still be hit by a big truck in front of him, and the car will be destroyed.

Zhou Huaian, whose palms were sweating, felt the threat of death so clearly for the first time.

He seemed to see the male driver's sinister smile, and he also seemed to see the truck driver frantically honking his horn.

Two cars, the distance is less than 50 meters.

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(end of this chapter)