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Chapter 17

Words:2459Update:22/06/27 08:20:48

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"Looks like + 3 Driving Skills is still not cool enough!"

Yang Fan sighed softly in his heart. Although he felt great about himself and felt great when the car was running, his little heart was also on cloud nine.

But looking at Zhu Caiwei's frightened expression as she watched him drive, Yang Fan couldn't help but feel hurt.

Women will be women. They are so timid and don't know how to appreciate the excitement brought about by speed.

Soon, the car stopped safely by the roadside. Zhu Caiwei let out a long sigh of relief, feeling as if she had just survived a disaster.

But when she saw Yang Fan still fiddling with the steering wheel and looking as if he hadn't had his fill, her face instantly darkened. She angrily said to Yang Fan, "What are you still doing sitting there? Get out of the car! Also, when I'm around, you're not allowed to touch the steering wheel! "

She was as domineering as ever. If it was something else, Yang Fan might have tolerated it. After all, she was the boss and had the highest authority.

But he couldn't not be allowed to drive. He was a man born for speed. Driving was his ultimate goal.

Yang Fan didn't move his butt. He still sat firmly in the driver's seat and retorted unhappily, "Miss Zhu, actually my driving skills are really good. It's wrong for you to be jealous. You can't deprive me of the right to drive just because I drive better than you! That's not fair! "

"Me?"

"I'm jealous of your ability?!"

"And … And I'm jealous of your driving skills?!"

Zhu Caiwei was like a little wild cat whose tail had been stepped on. She immediately began to bristle and open her little mouth wide. She raised her finger and pointed at Yang Fan with a face full of anger and disbelief.

Who gave this bastard such confidence and courage to think that his driving skills were better than Zhu Caiwei's?

Was it the experience of retaking the test twenty times in a row? Or was it the driving instructors in the driving school who cried after being tested by him?

"Other than Zhu Huanan, you're the second shameless person I've seen in my life!"

Zhu Caiwei's poisonous tongue was merciless. "No wonder Zhu Huanan accepted you as his disciple. You're all jackals of the same tribe! All of them are arrogant, self-righteous, and ignorant bastards! "

Yang Fan suddenly became a little embarrassed and said modestly, "Miss Zhu, how could I, as a student, dare to compare myself to Huanan School … Master Huanan. Master Huanan is a hero. He is the goal that I have been fighting for!"

Zhu Caiwei: "…"

Hey, I'm not praising you. Can't you grasp the main point when you listen to others? Did all those idioms I used go to waste?

This bastard must have done it on purpose!

The little flame of anger burned brighter and brighter, and the little universe in his chest couldn't help but want to explode.

Ahhhh! I will destroy you on behalf of the moon!

"Hehe!"

Yang Fan suddenly couldn't help but chuckle. He didn't expect this woman to be so cute even when she was angry. She was still able to hold back from hitting people. She was already very well-mannered.

She was a very down-to-earth girl, very much like a neighbor.

"Alright, I won't tease you anymore. Are you feeling much better now? Have you recovered more than half of your strength? Can you get out of the car and walk around? "

Zhu Caiwei was startled. She moved her arms and legs a little. In just a short while, her head was no longer dizzy and her hands were no longer numb. The extremely weak state that she was in just a moment ago had dissipated by more than half.

"So, you did it on purpose just now?"

After calming down, Zhu Caiwei's impressive intelligence came online again. Her pair of beautiful eyes blinked as she looked at Yang Fan. Her face was red from anger, and it was very charming.

Yang Fan didn't refute. Instead, he smiled and said, "Anger is actually a way to expel the toxins in the body quickly. It has a miraculous effect on mild neurotoxins. So, there's no need to thank me. I like to help people! "

Zhu Caiwei snorted coldly.

Who wants to thank you? I've only heard that anger hurts the liver and anger attacks the heart, but I've never heard of anger expelling toxins. It's already a blessing that I didn't die from anger this time. You want me to thank you? There's no window!

Humph!

Zhu Caiwei pushed open the car door and angrily kicked Yang Fan out of the driver's seat. Whether or not Yang Fan was deliberately teasing her, Zhu Caiwei had already made up her mind. She would never allow this driving maniac to drive her car again! Never!

Yang Fan took a step forward and quickly got into the front passenger seat. If he was slow, he was afraid that the angry little girl would leave him in the middle of nowhere in the middle of nowhere in the wilderness.

"Here, this is for you!"

Before the car started, Yang Fan took out the cherry tomato fruit from his pocket and handed it to Zhu Caiwei.

No matter what, she was still the sister of the principal of Huanan. He couldn't offend her too much. When it was necessary to curry favor with her, he had to do it appropriately.

Moreover, this time they had formed a team to explore the wilderness. The spoils of war should be distributed to each other.

"Cherry tomato fruit?"

Zhu Caiwei's eyes were immediately attracted by the ruby red color of the cherry tomato fruit. Compared to the ordinary cherry tomato fruit, the cherry tomato fruit in Yang Fan's hand was more sparkling and translucent. It could even be described as dazzling! Because in the center of the fruit, there seemed to be light constantly gushing out!

This was not a cherry tomato fruit. This was simply a pure natural art piece that had not been sculpted!

"Don't tell me this is the fruit of that internet celebrity's Saint Fruit Tree? It's actually so beautiful! It's really amazing! "

Zhu Caiwei had seen Yang Fan climb up the cherry tomato fruit tree before. Naturally, she guessed the origin of this fruit.

"Tell me honestly." Zhu Caiwei suddenly looked up at Yang Fan. "That cherry tomato fruit tree suddenly released poison and poisoned everyone. Could it be that you stole its fruit?"

Yang Fan didn't deny it. Instead, he waved the cherry tomato fruit in his hand. "So, do you want to try it? It tastes really good!"

"This is a spiritual fruit from a level one demon plant. Its effect is comparable to a thousand-year-old ginseng. If an ordinary person eats it, not only will it strengthen their body, but it will also prolong their life. If you hadn't saved me before, I might not have been willing to leave it for you to eat! "

Zhu Caiwei heard this and suddenly said excitedly, "Are you serious? This cherry tomato fruit can really prolong one's life?! "

"Why? Do you have an old person in your family who needs to prolong their life?"

Yang Fan raised his eyebrows and quickly saw through Zhu Caiwei's thoughts. He advised, "If it's not for your family, I advise you to keep it for yourself. Now that the environment around Chengdu has changed greatly, the future situation is uncertain. This spirit fruit may be able to improve your physique and stimulate the Qi and blood in your body, allowing you to have a little more power to protect yourself in the near future."

Yang Fan's expression was incomparably serious. A level one spiritual fruit was already considered a rare treasure in West Chu City. If an ordinary person ate it for the first time, they would have a thirty to fifty percent chance of stimulating their blood and cleansing their meridians with spiritual energy. They would be able to break through the wall and become a first level Martial Disciple.

If they already had a foundation in martial arts, their chances of breaking through would be even higher.

In West Chu City, all of the Spirit Fruits and Demonic Plants that had been discovered were all controlled by the rich and powerful families. Therefore, there would be geniuses like three year old Martial Disciples and ten year old Martial Masters appearing in these families.

As for the trash Yang Fan's family, they didn't have spiritual energy to cleanse their body or spiritual fruits to break through the wall. If they wanted to stand out, they could only rely on their own hard work and temper themselves bit by bit.

So, Yang Fan was very clear on how precious this spiritual fruit was. What he said to Zhu Caiwei just now wasn't just polite words. If it wasn't for Zhu Caiwei saving his life, he really wouldn't be willing to give this level one spiritual fruit to her.

"It's my grandfather, my blood related grandfather!"

Seeing how serious Yang Fan was, Zhu Caiwei also said with a serious expression, "He's the closest person to me in this world. Even if I don't care about my own life, I hope that my grandfather can live a good life!"

Zhu Caiwei's expression was incomparably serious and firm. Yang Fan's heart was moved. He shrugged his shoulders and casually placed the cherry tomato fruit in Zhu Caiwei's hands.

"Alright, I didn't say anything just now!"

"From now on, it's yours. You can give it to whoever you want to use it!"

"Thank you! Yang Fan! "

Zhu Caiwei received the cherry tomato fruit with both hands and sincerely said a word of thanks to Yang Fan. If this fruit really had a miraculous effect, then Yang Fan would be their Zhu family's great benefactor.

"You don't have to be so polite. I've already eaten three fruits on that tree. Eating more won't have any effect. Rather than being greedy and wasting it, I'd rather give it to you directly. No matter what, you were the one who sent me to that cherry tomato fruit tree. This is a favor that I have to repay. "

Zhu Caiwei's expression relaxed. She looked deeply at Yang Fan with gratitude.

She knew that Yang Fan didn't have to say these words, but he still said it. His purpose was none other than to make her feel guilty and feel that she owed him too many favors. This person was not only proud, but also very meticulous.

Her friend was right. This Yang Fan was indeed a good person.

En, just that his mouth was a bit foul, he was a bit arrogant, his temper was a bit eccentric, and his personality was a bit of a scoundrel.

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