Whoa!

The ghostly black horse shot out like lightning.

Dozens of meters behind, a bright red Ferrari followed, chasing after, the exhaust pipe behind the Teng Teng black smoke, this guy stepped on the accelerator.

Inside the car, a young man with red hair and bloodshot eyes.

"Ziwen, Ziwen, your exhaust pipe is smoking black." From the walkie talkie came a reminder from the car behind.

Song Ziwen clenched his teeth and said angrily, "I spent 9 million yuan on this super Ferrari sports car, but I still can't run that little boy's worthless car of 200000 yuan. Does Song Ziwen still use it?"

"But Ziwen, your car is smoking black!"

"It's just that there's a little more oil in the oil plug nozzle. It's absolutely OK."

"Your car is now up to 230 per hour. It's easy to have an accident!"

"Didn't you see that kid was driving 235?"

……

"Shit!"

He couldn't help but scold him. He stepped on the accelerator and pushed the car's speed to the limit, but he still couldn't catch up with Jiang Zheyu's "black horse.". The resentment in Song Ziwen's heart became more and more serious.

After the black horse and red Ferrari, the speed of several cars gradually slowed down.

"That boy is a psychopath! A bad car dares to race with Ferrari

A young man couldn't help swearing!

The speed is too fast. It's a commercial street again. The danger index is too high. The speed of other cars is gradually slowing down. Only the fiery red Ferrari is still biting the Black Ghost's ass tightly

In a moment, the two cars, like two winds, drove into the boundless darkness rapidly.

Jiang Zheyu saw from the rearview mirror that all the other cars had been thrown away for a long time. There was a sly evil spirit in the corner of his cold mouth

"Song Ziwen, you are dead! Well, kissmyass

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