Chapter 213： Motorcyclists, all good people

Did he start driving since he was seven or eight?

Haha...I think it's impossible to think about it.

"What about you? Didn't your teacher teach you not to look down upon others?" Qin Luo smiled slightly and said in a flat tone.

Snob?

Isn't this just cursing him?

All of a sudden, Wang Kai was furious.

Forcibly suppressing the anger in his heart, he still held the last trace of reason: "Choose a trolley."

"I am more familiar with coach cars." Qin Luo thought for a while and replied seriously.

Coach car?

This is not just a provocation, but Chi Guoguo's contempt.

He vowed that the arrogant boy in front of him must pay a painful price.

"Good boy, this is your own death. Even if the gods come today, they won't be able to kill you."

After all, he pulled the car door, got into Ferrari's cab, kicked the accelerator, and Ferrari left.

Ding, the contempt of the scumbag is detected, and the dominance of the host is +1...

Qin Luo smiled slightly: You may not know, you have become my nourishment to become stronger...

Looking at the direction where Wang Kai left, Qin Luo was relieved.

But before Qin Luo was happy, something that made him more excited happened.

A group of "student scum" swarmed, they looked at Qin Luo with cold eyes, and their tone was extremely bad.

"Boy, wait for you to die."

"Qin Luo, you are very strong, but the boss is stronger than you."

"Yijianfeng is your burial place."

"..."One sentence per person, no more words, leave after speaking.

Before Qin Luo recovered, the entire driving school was empty.

"Ding, the anger of the scumbag is detected, the host's dominance value is +1..."

"Ding……"

"Ding……"

Looking at the "luxury cars" that left in such a hurry, Qin Luo had the urge to cry sincerely.

Emmmmm, drag racing clan, are good people...

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Looking at the cheerful Qin Luo in front of him, Song Shuhang was speechless for a while.

Does he know the danger of Yijianfeng? Does he know where people die every week? How could he agree to go racing!

Song Shuhang looked at Qin Luo, and Qin Luo was also looking at Song Shuhang.

One minute, two minutes, five minutes...

Looking at Song Shuhang, who was still motionless, Qin Luo couldn't help: "Uncle Song, did you lose the car key?"

Song Shuhang looked for a car key. It has been 5 minutes, but he hasn't found it yet.

Qin Luo felt that there was only one possibility. He lost the car key.

The sole slipped, Song Shuhang almost fell to the ground.

Can you speak? You can shut up if you can't speak!

If it were not for the identity of Qin Luo's future son-in-law, Song Shuhang would like to slap Qin Luo on the forehead.

"You really want to go." Song Shuhang asked in a dull voice.

"Really."

If not, how to complete the task, how to upgrade, how to become stronger?

"You can go, but I have one condition, I want to be able to go with you." Song Shuhang continued.

In his eyes, Qin Luo was just a child, a minor. As Qin Luo's future father-in-law, how could there be any reason for a minor to drag racing alone?

Qin Luo: "..."

After going around for a long time, Song Shuhang also wanted to go.

Qin Luo nodded, agreeing to Song Shuhang's request.

"Step on the clutch, put in gear, release the handbrake, refuel..."

The coach car turned into a white lightning and rushed out instantly.

A few flashes disappeared in the sight of the audience.

So fast~

The audience was dumbfounded.