The rest, Murong matchless need to do is to continue to drive at such a speed, and strive to completely let Wang Yuanping know what dish is called despair and what is called gap!
"This..."
"how can this be possible? It doesn't make sense! "
At the moment, in Wang Yuanping's heart, in addition to impatience, the rest is deeply unconvinced. He doesn't feel that the gap between himself and Murong is really so big.
But what thing is like this, the more anxious you are in your heart, the easier it is to make trouble!
This point, when applied to Wang Yuanping, can hardly be verified. With the more mistakes he made in the following several key curves, the distance between him and Murong matchless vehicles is also growing.
In the end, Wang Yuanping couldn't even see the taillights of Murong matchless Ferrari!
In this regard, Ling Qingxuan, sitting on the co pilot's seat, sighs deeply in her heart.
"Of course, brother Murong's driving skills are really superb. Even if you look at the whole Yanjing, you can't find a second driver who can compete with him!"
After exclamation, Ling Qingxuan's mind just happened to come back to him that night at the wuyunshan underground Racecourse in Hangzhou city. His driving skills were so amazing that he dominated the whole venue.
"If the young man is here, I'm afraid that even if he is the elder brother Murong, he would like to compete with one of them. Is that wishful thinking?"
Just as Ling Qingxuan was thinking in his mind, Wang Yuanping was also impatient and began to sweat on his forehead!
Wang Yuanping knew that he was really going to lose to Murong matchless on Xiangshan Panshan highway!
And there is no doubt that the right of ownership of the number one seed of the special training camp will be settled completely, falling in the hands of Murong matchless!
"Ah..."
after reading this, Wang Yuanping couldn't help clapping the steering wheel with his palm. He could not help but express a big "Fu" in his heart for the driving skills displayed by Murong matchless!
"Stop for me!"
Just when Wang Yuanping is frustrated and ready to give up, Zhang Xiaofan, who is sitting in the back row, is indifferent to his voice at this time.
Although, Zhang Xiaofan this voice is not big, but between the lines is with a can not deny the taste, let people simply can not refuse!
Don't know why, by Zhang Xiaofan such an order, Wang Yuanping subconsciously followed what he just said, and directly parked the car at the corner on the right side of the Panshan road.
Seeing that Wang Yuanping stopped the car, Zhang Xiaofan had no expression for a hundred years. After opening the door of the driver's car, he walked down and directly came to the front of the driver's seat.
"Wang Yuanping, you give me a good look in the back, learn well!"
"As for the Murong matchless, I'll help you deal with it!"
"Instructor Zhang, what do you say?"
After Meng Buding heard this from Zhang Xiaofan's mouth, Wang Yuanping was a little dazed for a moment. He didn't understand what kind of medicine was sold in Zhang Xiaofan's gourd.
"What's wrong? Why don't you go to the back row and sit down honestly for me!"
"That Murong matchless Kung Fu can't get into Zhang Xiaofan's eye!"
Zhang Xiaofan's eyes are deep, and his face is full of arrogance!
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