urban immortal mad doctor

Chapter 180 Qi Feng's Conspiracy ([-]rd watch)

When Yang Guang was racing, in the corner of the racing field, the two were whispering like hunters.

"Young Master Feng, why bother, if you really want to make this kid disappear, my Black Dragon Group can still find a few people to kill him quietly."

One was dressed in black, with a bald head and eagle eyes.

"Hmph! Vulture, you have the guts to say that the four security guards you introduced to me last time were beaten to death by this kid, and they were powerless to fight back. How dare you mention these trash to me?"

Qi Feng remembered the four bodyguards who were beaten into dogs by Yang Guang in the bathroom of the train station last time, and immediately cursed with an ugly face.

These two people are Qi Feng who has a grudge against Yang Guang, and Vulture, the curator of Tianlong Taekwondo Hall.

The last time Qi Feng heard Dao Scar's report on Yang Guang's whereabouts, he went to Linglong Huaxiang Model Company to get Yang Guang's information.

This is the only way to track today.

"Alright, but I heard that not long ago, Feng Shao found a Gu poison master to marry this kid, why did he do something like this today?"

Vulture asked.

"Preparing with both hands is always the safest way, and even if this kid can fight, if he goes to the police station, wouldn't he dare to attack the police?"

Qi Feng smiled coldly, the smile was full of conspiracy.

"Feng Shao has a good method. Use the state machine to suppress this kid, so that he will never have a chance to stand up."

Vulture praised it.

At the same time, he understood the reason behind Qi Feng's conspiracy in arranging this race today.

"After we're done, do you want to get rid of Jiang Zhenghui's bait?"

The vulture viciously made a knife shape with his hand and compared his neck.

"That's not necessary. It's just a student. What kind of waves can it make? Maybe it will be useful at that time."

Qi Feng waved his hand, then turned and left the noisy racing field.

The trap has been set, and it depends on whether Yang Guang can break free.

In an instant, the corner became quiet again, as if nothing happened just now.

……

"Wow!!"

After finally driving the first half of the race, Yang Guang also breathed a sigh of relief.

Now the Mercedes-Benz has also entered the middle of the race, which is a flat straight line. Yang Guang is also controlling the Mercedes-Benz to slowly increase the speed, but it seems that the BMW i8 in front is a little far away.

"Brother Pervert, if you can't win this car race, I will tell Sister Xin and Sister Yanmei about what you bullied me last time."

Seeing the vehicles being thrown farther and farther away, Xuan Jing also threw out her trump card in anxiety.

In fact, winning or losing the game doesn't matter much, but this time Xuan Jing made a bet. If Yang Guang loses, then Nian Jiaojiao will definitely be ruined by that scumbag. Xuan Jing never wants such a thing to happen of.

Hearing Xuan Jing's threat, Yang Guang almost put the gear in his hands empty.

"This girl, didn't you help him get rid of that Zhongwu yesterday? Why do you still take this as a condition?"

Yang Guang smiled wryly in his heart.

It seems that taking advantage of beautiful women, especially goddess-level beauties, the price paid is really not ordinary!

"Position 50 reports that BMW has passed the final straight-line distance of the middle section, [-] meters ahead of Mercedes-Benz, and is about to enter the downhill section of the last section.

This is also the most critical section of the entire race schedule. The five consecutive bends here have stumped many racing masters, and the number three position has finished reporting. "

After hearing the number [-] report, the screams rang out for a while, and then quickly quieted down. Obviously, everyone present knew that this was the most exciting part of the whole game and the distance between the winner and the loser was about to be decided.

"Hmph! Bastard, you dare to pretend to be a B in front of me with such good skills, and you will see me later."

Jiang Zhenghui couldn't help but look at the Mercedes-Benz that had been pulled away for a long distance from the rearview mirror, and sneered.

"Zhenghui, can you stop driving so fast, I...I'm scared."

Nian Jiaojiao, who was sitting on the co-pilot of the i8, begged with a pale face, obviously not used to such a fast speed.

"Damn it, you little bastard is chattering over there."

Regardless of Nian Jiaojiao's plea, Jiang Zhenghui licked his lips and cursed.

Being scolded by Jiang Zhenghui like this, Nian Jiaojiao didn't dare to speak again, but just closed her eyes and tightly grasped the armrest above the passenger seat.

"Hmph! It's a bend."

Seeing the turning road ahead, Jiang Zhenghui couldn't help but snorted triumphantly.

"Position 50 reported that the BMW had entered the last downhill bend, and the speed began to slow down, but the Mercedes behind was still [-] meters behind.

After passing the downhill five consecutive curves, we will reach the end of the race. It seems that it will be difficult for the Mercedes-Benz to catch up again. The number four report is over. "

The reporter at position [-] reported the positions and distances of the two vehicles.

"Hey! I just said, this Mercedes-Benz driver is a novice, and he has lost such a long distance after one game."

"Hey! Who knew! At the beginning, I saw that kid and Young Master Jiang still confronting each other. He looked very awesome, but who knew he was a scumbag."

"Xiaomei, let me tell you, that kid is unlikely to catch up again. Now that he has reached the five consecutive corners, it will depend on how long he loses in the end!"

The man who killed Matt said with his arms around his heavily made-up girlfriend.

"Cut! How do I know? At the beginning, I saw that handsome young man was quite imposing. Who knew that he was so much worse when he came on stage..."

The woman choked, making the man who killed Matt very embarrassed.

"Hey! At Wulian Bend, Young Master Jiang also slowed down..."

"Fuck, don't slow down on the downhill curve, you really want to fly off the cliff, don't you..."

Hearing the reporter's voice, the scene exploded, and everyone started talking about it. Anyway, the situation was one-sided, and Yang Guang was completely bad-mouthed. Let's see how long it took for him to lose in the end.

"Position [-] reports, the BMW has already passed the second curve, and the Mercedes-Benz is also entering the curve at this time, it seems that this is really hopeless, the report of position [-] is over..."

The voice of the reporter at position [-] sounded, but the voice suddenly stopped at the end of the report.

The people who couldn't hear the sound at the scene were suddenly unhappy.

"Fuck! What a broken device, the signal can't be received..."

"Nimma, where are the on-site staff! Hurry up and fix the equipment."

……

Suddenly, a large group of protests sounded.

"Fuck! Fuck!..." But at this moment, the announcer's voice suddenly sounded again.

It was only at this time that people realized that it was not a problem with the equipment just now, but that the reporter stopped speaking because of some incredible things.

(End of this chapter)