Even Qin Lang felt that Ye Zhongjun's appearance was really good. He did have the temperament of a rich and powerful young master. Unfortunately, although this guy was a rich young master, his means did not have the demeanor of a rich and powerful family. Instead, he was more despicable than a villain. Otherwise, he would not have instructed Huang Lang to deal with Tao Ruoxiang.
"My acting skills are not bad, right?" Tang San got back in the car. Qin Lang said proudly, "Oh, yes, I also made a bet with Ye Zhongjun. A hundred thousand, a small bet to please the mood."
"It doesn't matter. Anyway, don't you have a hundred thousand intermediary fee? Even if you lose, it doesn't matter." Qin Lang smiled faintly.
"How could I lose!" Tang San was a very proud and confident person. Although he was just a killer, he had always been very confident in his driving skills. However, he then added, "In addition, we are here to kill Ye Zhongjun tonight, not to race with him. If he is killed by us, naturally he can't win our money, right?"
"Of course, a dead man can't win 'your' money." Qin Lang chuckled and then reminded Tang San, "The racing competition is about to begin. Hurry up and get ready to catch up with this kid."
Tang San obviously also noticed that the racing competition had begun. So when Qin Lang reminded him, Tang San had already started the car and slowly drove into the entrance of the highway. The other cars also drove into the entrance of the toll station.
Although it was called the entrance of the toll station, in fact, the toll-takers here had sharp eyes. Therefore, they insisted on collecting the toll from the ordinary cars. But for these luxury cars, they turned a blind eye and directly let them pass. It seemed that they were used to doing this, and the drivers of these luxury cars obviously had no intention of paying the toll.
When all the luxury cars entered the eight-lane highway around the city, the racing competition began.
The roar of the engine resounded through the night sky. Almost thirty sports cars sped out, including the car that Tang San and Qin Lang were in.
However, because it was night time, Tang San and Qin Lang's black sports car was not conspicuous. Of course, this was also the original intention of Qin Lang and Tang San. After all, tonight they came to kill, not to race.
Running two laps around the city was almost two hundred kilometers. So during the racing, Qin Lang had enough time to find an opportunity to make a move. Moreover, they could completely avoid places with cameras. Because the information of how many cameras there were on the city highway and where they were, Qin Lang had already obtained it through Tangmen.
Everything had been prepared. Now, they just had to figure out how to kill Ye Zhongjun through an "accident".
Everything was in Qin Lang's plan, but the reality often didn't go according to the direction of the plan. For example, now:
Qin Lang sadly discovered that the car that he and Tang San were in couldn't catch up with Ye Zhongjun!
It was undeniable that the car that Tangmen rented to Qin Lang had a good performance, but the factor that determined the outcome of a racing competition was obviously not only the car, but also the driver. Otherwise, those smart racers wouldn't have such an amazing net worth. Tang San's driving skills were good, but they were only good. Among this group of street racers and rich second generations, Tang San's skills could only be regarded as average.
But Ye Zhongjun's racing skills were first-class among this group of people!
The facts were like this, in this world there were very few all-rounders, every profession had its specialization. Drag racing this kind of profession, was clearly innately prepared for these free, rich second generation, and Ye Zhongjun was even more outstanding among this group of people. But Tang San excelled at hidden weapons, was killing people, in this aspect of drag racing, he was indeed inferior to Ye Zhongjun.
"Ahem … Tang San, we seem to be left far behind by Ye Zhongjun." Qin Lang could only remind Tang San in a low voice, lest it hurt his fragile self-esteem.
But even if Qin Lang's voice was very low, Tang San's self-esteem was obviously hit. He said angrily, "I know, what's the hurry! I deliberately let him go, and I'll immediately overtake him! "
"Be careful in front –"
At this moment, a large truck appeared in front of them. Because Tang San was distracted, he almost rear-ended the truck.
Although he avoided the truck, he was instantly overtaken by the two sports cars behind.
Tang San's expression was very ugly, and he snorted, "We have two people in our car, and that Ye Zhongjun only has one person in his car, so of course he's a bit faster than us! But, it's just a bit faster, we'll catch up soon. "
Qin Lang said in his heart that it would be a wonder if they could catch up at this rate.
However, Qin Lang quickly changed his mind, because after a moment, their car actually miraculously caught up to Ye Zhongjun. But very quickly, Qin Lang realized that this wasn't a miracle, because Ye Zhongjun actually gave a provocative middle finger to Tang San, and loudly roared, "Idiot, you want to race with me? Dream on!"
After saying this, Ye Zhongjun suddenly stepped on the accelerator, and the car suddenly sped up, leaving a trail of dust behind.
Tang San's face was livid, and he gritted his teeth, "I must kill this idiot! Even if it's free, I still want to kill this big idiot! "
However, anger couldn't improve Tang San's driving skills, but because of anger, his driving level was still declining. Obviously, it was too unrealistic to catch up and surpass Ye Zhongjun.
"How about I try?" After waiting for a while, Qin Lang finally couldn't help it.
"Don't you not have a driver's license?" Tang San said doubtfully.
"But I can drive!" Qin Lang's tone was very sure, "Let me try, or we might as well stop here, and when Ye Zhongjun runs the second lap, he will definitely pass by here."
"Then I'll lose to him!" Tang San snorted. Qin Lang said, "Okay! You drive! "
After that, Tang San threw away the steering wheel and quickly changed positions with Qin Lang.
After the car was in Qin Lang's hands, Tang San immediately regretted it. It wasn't because Qin Lang's driving speed was slower than Tang San's. On the contrary, Qin Lang's speed was indeed faster, but the key was that Qin Lang's driving speed was not only fast, but also very "wild" and "crazy", which made Tang San, the passenger, feel a kind of fear.
That's right! It was fear and trepidation!
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