Summoning: Anime March

"So fast! The car that Lianhua was sitting in disappeared with a swoosh!" Hoi Naigo's eyes lit up and wanted to experience speed and passion.

Yueshan's mouth twitched, "I think we should drive safely"

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"Fengji! There's no need to drive so fast, right?" Feng Nixing was a bit sloppy. Although he had flown in the sky and had also done an open-air spaceship, it was the first time he had encountered such a racing car.

"I'm in a bad mood now, do you know the reason?" The speed reached 130 miles.

Feng Nixing nervously grabbed the handle on the top of the car, "I really didn't have time to contact you at that time, and you also took a curve! Curve!"

Then Fengji quickly turned the steering wheel, and the car was almost a fist away from the fence on the left!

Feng Nixing's face turned pale. I really don't understand that he, who is not afraid of heaven and earth, is actually afraid of racing. It should be said that everyone has so many weaknesses.

"Father, aren't you afraid?" Although Fengji was chatting, she was always looking ahead.

"How could it be possible that when I was young, I used to race a lot." Feng Nixing was embarrassed to say that it was a go-kart.

"Really~" Seemingly hearing Feng Nixing's lie, the corners of her daughter's mouth couldn't help but rise.

At this time, a car suddenly came out from behind. From the shape of the car, it was certain that it was not Yueshan and the others, and it was a sports car.

Looking from the rearview mirror, I found that the other party turned on and off the turn signal continuously.

"Oh~ do you want to compare with me? Interesting~" Feng Ji smiled and looked very excited.

Feng Nixing wiped his cold sweat, "Hey, don't mess around, let him drive over first."

"How is that possible." Feng Ji not only did not give way, but instead went faster.

Inside the back of the sports car

"Well! The commercial car is so arrogant! Let's see how I surpassed you!" It seemed that the owner of this sports car was not very good, and then he stepped on the accelerator tightly and quickly approached Feng Ji. After all, the performance of the sports car is The speed and the performance of commercial vehicles are obvious.

From the rearview mirror, Feng Nixing could see the unkind expressions of the drivers in the sports car, so it must not be the rhythm of a car accident.

Although he knew that sarcasm would never admit defeat, he still tried to persuade him, "We don't have to drive so fast, we have no reason to win him, right?"

"Father, just keep your mouth shut and watch my victory." At this time, the other side's car was already advancing side by side.

Feng Nixing looked over curiously, "The other party seems to want to keep the same distance from us."

"No, there is a relatively narrow tunnel in front of it. Usually it's impossible to drive side by side like us. As long as the first one enters the tunnel entrance, the outcome is obvious." Well, Fengji gave herself an old fashioned look. driver's feeling.

With the performance of a commercial vehicle, a short sprint should not be able to compare to a sports car. As long as the distance from the tunnel entrance in front is over, the racing time will be over.

Finally, Feng Nixing saw what his daughter said, the narrow tunnel.

At this time, the other party suddenly accelerated and overtook him. Feng Nixing just breathed a sigh of relief and said it was over. He didn't expect to see through his car window at this moment that the other party was facing him and Feng Ji with a middle finger.

Feng Nixing's forehead bulged with blue veins.

However, Feng Ji, who was passed into the tunnel and passed by the other party, was not discouraged, but laughed out, "The good show is only starting now." Suddenly Feng Jixing leaned over and grabbed the steering wheel.

"Dad?" Feng Ji was so stunned that she thought that Feng was going to stop her, but she unexpectedly ran over to get started.

"Increase the accelerator to the maximum!" Feng Nixing looked at the car in front of him with an unhappy expression, this kind of slut won't forget to ridicule so I don't like you anymore.

"Oh," Feng Ji was still a little confused, but according to Feng's words, she stepped on the accelerator to the end.

"Idiot~ You can't surpass." He happily took out the cigarette and held it in his mouth, waiting to light it. After seeing the rearview mirror, the cigarette fell from his mouth.

I saw Feng Nixing's car actually stood up and walked against the wall!

"My Cao!" The other party couldn't help but swear, and after he reacted, they had already run in front of him.

Out of the tunnel, Feng turned out and pointed his middle finger at him, saying "Fuckyou!"

178. Do not copy?How did you pass?

"Father, what are you drinking?" Standing in front of the vending machine, Feng Ji took out the coins in her pocket.

Feng Nixing saw that there was a pack of cigarettes in the car, and took it out, "Ordinary coffee is fine."

"Next." Taking out the coffee from the outlet, Feng Ji threw it over.

Feng Nixing caught it, then opened the package of the cigarette and tapped lightly with his finger at the bottom of the cigarette, a cigarette was exposed, Feng Nixing held it by his mouth and set it on fire

"Hoo~" He took a deep breath, almost half of it was inhaled, and then he exhaled the smoke heavily.

"Did my father smoke before?" Feng Ji sat on the hood and sipped the juice.

Feng Nixing opened the coffee, "Well, I used to smoke a lot, but I quit because of financial problems. Now I smoke it only occasionally." The so-called occasional [-]% is depression.

"Looking at you, I also want to try it."

Feng Nixing drank coffee and put the cigarette in his pocket, "If you dare to touch this thing, be careful that I will hit you."

"You are surprisingly persistent on such trivial matters." Feng Ji stuck out her tongue and smiled, she just wanted to test Feng Ji's reaction against punishment.

"Of course, if you are a boy, I won't say anything. In other words, if I have a son." This is indeed a problem. The three daughters don't have a son. In fact, he doesn't know, but the author doesn't want to. Just write, even if the son is [-]% of the kind of pseudo-mother, wait, am I spoiling something?

"Then it depends on whether you're angry or not working hard after you go back~" Feng Ji looked at Feng Jiu with a veiled expression.

Feng Nixing was powerless to complain, "You kid knows everything" and then took another sip of coffee.

"Father"