super sensory appraiser

This is a spacious intersection.

The red light on the front traffic light sign is still bright, and there are still 26 seconds before it switches to green light.

In Fang Feiyang's Santana, two beauties, Hua Qiujing and Su Yazhi, were still chattering about where to sing.Fang Feiyang also turned on the car audio system and chose a brisk meteor song to play.

And the Honda off-road vehicle that jumped up from the right lane stepped on the accelerator provocatively, and the body was eager to try before the stop line.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..."

It was the first time Fang Feiyang encountered such a posture since he was driving.

He turned his head and glanced at the white Honda CRV parked on their right. He couldn't figure out what was wrong with this off-road vehicle. If he wanted to find someone to compete for speed, he shouldn't have chosen his Santana!Could it be that the other party saw that his car was a modified car?

Fang Feiyang snorted coldly, didn't intend to pay attention to it, and looked at the traffic light sign ahead, and the green light was about to jump in ten seconds.

Zhang Guashan, who was sitting in the co-pilot, was not happy at this time. He was on the right side, close to the CRV next to him.Zhang Kaoshan lowered the car window, stretched out his head and shouted at the CRV:

"Hey, buddy, you're not on drugs, what are you talking about, a broken Japanese car, what are you showing off?"

The side windshield of this white CRV is covered with a dark stealth film, and the driver inside cannot be seen clearly from the outside.The other party seemed indifferent to Zhang Guashan's yelling, and continued to step on the gas pedal, posing in a contest.

Zhang Guashan wanted to continue to "criticize" the other party for a few words, but Hua Qiujing in the back row pinched the soft flesh on his waist and told him not to cause trouble.

No matter how tempered Zhang Guashan was, he would obey Hua Qiujing's words.He turned up the music in the car a little, not wanting to hear the harsh sound of the engine outside the window, and greeted the driver of the CRV several times in his heart.

Countdown card 3,2,1, [-], [-]... The yellow light flashes twice, and the green light turns on.

The CRV in the next lane roared and rushed out.

Fang Feiyang didn't want to pay attention to this kind of person. When he saw the signal light, he lightly stepped on the accelerator and accelerated slowly.

The white CRV that had already rushed out of the intersection saw that Santana was driving unhurriedly behind, and had no intention of competing with him at all.Zheng Qipeng, who was sitting in the driving seat of the car, seemed to have punched the cotton ball, holding back his energy but not releasing it.

"Damn it, country bumpkins just don't have any kind... Dongzi, I'm going to give a speech in the morning, no one knows this off-road vehicle is mine, right?" Zheng Qipeng asked fiercely.

"Boss, don't worry, the students who participated in the seminar came earlier, almost no one saw you driving over. Then Su Yazhi must not know." Zhou Dedong's face changed when he heard this, but he still replied with a smile.

After Zhou Dedong finished speaking, he quickly buckled up his seat belt. He had been with Zheng Qipeng's buttocks since he was a freshman.In fact, his bones are cold and cold, and no one can stop him from going crazy, and those who offend him will often be punished miserably.Now when asking him about his car, he must first confirm whether Su Yazhi recognizes his car, so as to protect his image from being damaged.Something crazy is bound to happen next.

Fang Feiyang held the steering wheel in an orderly manner. Although the pop music in the car was transmitted to everyone's ears through the high-quality audio, Fang Feiyang obviously felt that the atmosphere in the car was a bit depressed.

At this moment, the CRV in front stepped on the brake lights and began to slow down, and then another lane change blocked Santana's front.Fang Feiyang turned on a turn signal to change lanes, and stayed away from it. Unexpectedly, the CRV stuck to it like a piece of dog skin plaster.The other party also turned around, still blocked in front of Santana, and deliberately slammed on the brakes.With the screeching sound of tires rubbing against the ground, the upturned white buttocks of the Honda CRV appeared in front of Fang Feiyang's windshield without warning.

Fang Feiyang responded immediately. For a moment, Fang Feiyang felt that the distance between the front of his car and the rear of the opponent's car was less than one meter.

Fang Feiyang's complexion changed immediately, and he snorted coldly, "Hey...It's interesting, and I'm so tired of it!"

Fang Feiyang is a relatively prudent person in his behavior, and after entering the circle of antiques, under the influence of his master Song Longshan, he has a broader mind.Even though he has a net worth of tens of millions, he still retains a simple heart and doesn't like to fight with others.

Even in the suite of Ji Yunxing's clubhouse last time, Fang Feiyang only looked down on him with a calm expression when facing the mighty second generation official Fu Shaoting in the suite of Ji Yunxing's clubhouse, instead of burning with anger like today, his eyes suddenly filled with chills.

"Everyone, hurry up..."

Fang Feiyang called out lightly.

As soon as the words fell, Fang Feiyang shifted the gear lever down to the sports mode with his right hand, stepped on the accelerator, and turned his left hand swiftly for half a circle, and then the car head turned to another lane.The original German six-cylinder twin-turbo engine let out a deep roar and sped away like an arrow.

Who said that Poussin is only equipped with manual transmission?In addition to being equipped with a six-speed automatic manual transmission, our Poussin can also drive like a racing car.The four people in the car felt as if there was an invisible big hand pushing them forward, full of pushing back.

"Oh, my god! What's the sound?..." Zhou Dedong, who was sitting in Zheng Qipeng's off-road vehicle, cried out in fright when the roar passed by his ears.

And Zheng Qipeng was still watching every move of the car behind from the rearview mirror with a full face. Just when he saw that Santana seemed to be about to change lanes and was about to stop him forcibly, he saw a black light grazing from his car window. Pass.Santana turned from a submissive "hillbilly" into a wild urban tycoon in an instant.

How could Zheng Qipeng swallow this breath.He stepped on the gas pedal to the bottom, gnashing his teeth and staring at Santana who had jumped tens of meters away.

After Fang Feiyang passed the CRV with a beautiful arc, everyone in the car gave warm applause.Especially Su Yazhi also danced her little pink fist, shouting: Well done, Brother Feiyang!

Fang Feiyang shook his head, really dumbfounded.It seems that this girl looks virtuous and dignified on the surface, with an elegant temperament, but there is also a passion for speed in her bones.

"Don't get too excited, sit still!" Fang Feiyang saw the Honda CRV behind him chasing up again unwillingly, with an imperceptible smile on the corner of his mouth.

In terms of wheeling skills, my buddy is really not good at the current level, but in terms of speed, my Extraordinary Santana modified by a master is not a soft persimmon for you to pinch.Although there are four people in us, my 4.0T displacement twin turbo is enough to overwhelm your 2.4L naturally aspirated.

Thinking of this, Fang Feiyang deliberately accelerated slowly, showing a lack of motivation, and made the CRV behind him get closer and closer to them.

Seeing this, Zheng Qipeng at the back showed excitement, and shouted to Zhou Dedong next to him: "I know their broken iron skin is not good, and they still want to fight with my urban SUV, so you should eat my exhaust gas obediently..."

The moment Zheng Qipeng approached Fang Feiyang and was about to overtake.

Fang Feiyang rubbed the tip of his nose lightly, and stepped on the gas pedal again.The black Santana let out another deep, high-pitched roar, this time accelerating in a straight line.In a few seconds, the broken iron sheet in Zheng Qipeng's eyes was already a hundred meters away.

Zheng Qipeng frantically stepped on the accelerator of the CRV to the bottom, trying to continue to catch up, but he didn't even see the other party's taillights.

"This??... Impossible!!..."