Shen Lang has no intention of racing, but it’s good to play.

"Hmph, this kid is indeed following you. I want to let him know how to write the word "death" later!" Chen Zifeng's mouth showed a hint of mockery.

At this moment, the Ferrari that Shen Lang drove suddenly ran towards Porsche.

With a loud "dong", Chen Zifeng suddenly leaned back and then rushed forward. Because he didn't wear a seat belt, his head hit his head next to the center console.

"Ouch!" Chen Zifeng's forehead was hit with a big bag and a scream came from his mouth.

"Bastard! You dare to hit my car!" Hua Die didn't wear a seat belt, but she held the steering wheel firmly, but the towering height on her chest rose and fell violently. It was nothing big, but she was very angry.

"Zifeng, are you okay? Hua Die looked at Chen Zifeng.

Chen Zifeng covered his head while suffering pain: "It's okay.

"After saying that, Chen Zifeng quickly put on his seat belt.

"Boom!" It hit me again. Hua Die quickly stepped on the brake and wanted to stop, but she saw the Ferrari behind her hit me without slowing down at all.

Hua Die's face changed, and she quickly stepped on the accelerator and rushed forward.

As soon as she accelerated, the Ferrari behind her also accelerated and followed. She turned left, Shen Lang also turned left, right, and also turned right.

Chen Zifeng cursed: "Damn it, I met a madman! Hua Die, hurry up and return to the nightclub.

"Although Huadie drives a Porsche, she doesn't like racing, so her driving skills are just average. She can't drive very fast on a loop with countless traffic like this.

The butt of the Porsche car was already hit in a bad state. The intersection in front suddenly turned red again. Hua Die was about to slow down when a "boom" sound came up again.

"Bastard! I dare to tease me like this, I will definitely castrate you later!" Hua Die's beautiful eyes were on fire.

"Damn it, is this kid crazy enough..." Chen Zifeng was frightened and took out his cell phone from his pocket in panic and dialed a number.

"Hey, call all the experts to the nightclub! Yes, please invite all the guests out, and the nightclub will be closed to the end!" Chen Zifeng yelled on the phone.

A faint smile appeared on the corner of Shen Lang's mouth. He had enough fun. He turned the front of the car and turned to the right from the intersection in front.

Seeing the already ragged Ferrari ff driving away from the front of the car, Chen Zifeng then whispered: "Damn, this madman finally calmed down.

"Hua Die also breathed a sigh of relief.

Suddenly, there was a loud "bang".

Ferrari accelerated and hit the side, the Porsche body was hit, and the butterfly could not control the direction.

"Be careful, Huadian!" Suddenly, Chen Zifeng screamed strangely, pointed at the front in horror and screamed.

At this time, a farm truck pulling manure water on the left was driving straight towards this side. Porsche was about to hit the farm truck pulling manure water.

Hua Die was startled by Chen Zifeng's shout, and she turned the steering wheel in a hurry and stepped on the brakes. Unfortunately, it was too late.

The driver of the agricultural vehicle was about to hit the Porsche 911, so he took measures in a hurry, lowered the steering wheel, and stepped on the brakes hard.

The two cars inevitably bumped, but the agricultural vehicle that was loading water was too full. As a result, the water on the truck rushed towards Porsche like a heavy rain.

"Wow!" Porsche was instantly flooded by the smelly feces.

"Damn it!" Chen Zifeng was so scared that he hoped that he would not be a convertible sports car, and that he would not be poured from head to toe by feces.

It was sour and refreshing... The pedestrians on the roadside smelled this and frowned and avoided it.

"Puff!" Hua Die on the side vomited repeatedly, her eyes rolled, and she fell to the ground and was unconscious.

"Flower butterfly!" Chen Zifeng hurriedly picked up the flower butterfly and found that she had fainted.

Seeing this, the driver of the agricultural vehicle was shocked and did not dare to stay. He drove away in a flash.

Just kidding, he can't afford to drive a Porsche sports car.

"Grass, come back for me!" Chen Zifeng was trembling all over.

Seeing the Porsche that was photographed by passers-by, Shen Lang couldn't help laughing, parked the Ferrari aside, and walked out of the car.

"Chen Zifeng, aren't you very arrogant?" Shen Lang sarcastically.

"The surname Chen, you are fucking good! If you have the ability, please wait for me.

"Chen Zifeng, covered in feces, looked gloomy and roared wildly at Shen Lang.

"Okay, I'll wait here to see what tricks you can do.

"Shen Lang said hehe.

Chen Zifeng made a phone call and soon came several black Mercedes-Benz cars.

The Mercedes-Benz stopped on the side of the road and walked down several horsemen.

The horsemen looked at the large pool of manure on the ground, Chen Zifeng and Hua Die in the middle of the manure, and were all confused.

Holding back the violent stench, several horsemen pinched their noses and walked forward.

"Boss, what's going on?" "Why is it so smelly here?" "Your mom! Take me and Hua Die back!" Chen Zifeng said furiously.

Several maids looked at me and I looked at you, and immediately helped Chen Zifeng and Hua Die into the car.

Chen Zifeng yelled at Shen Lang: "Shen Lang, if you have the seed, you can continue to follow me! I will come to you next time if I don't plant it. Then it will be your kid's death!" Shen Lang sneered: "No need, I want to see, why do you want me to die?" After that, Shen Lang got back into the Ferrari sports car and followed those Mercedes-Benz cars.

About ten minutes later, Porsche and several Mercedes-Benz cars parked downstairs of the Tianxia Nightclub.

"Boss!" When several horsemen outside the nightclub saw Chen Zifeng, they immediately surrounded him respectfully, but the stench on Chen Zifeng's body was simply inaccessible.

"Okay, the surname Chen, you have a good fortune.

"Chen Zifeng looked back at Shen Lang who was in the car and ordered left and right: "You, treat that gentleman well before I come out!" "Yes!" Several horsemen responded.

Shen Lang walked in with his jade box on his back.

"Wait, sir, what are you carrying on your back?" a horse-boy asked curiously.

"Do you have to report this to you?" Shen Lang said the opposite.

"No...no need!" the horseman said tremblingly.

He thought Shen Lang was an acquaintance of Chen Zifeng and did not dare to offend him.

The guests from the nightclub have been sent out, and there are three men, two in strong outfits, and a monk.

The monk is thin, but his aura looks a bit weird.

These two men in costume are masters of the Black Dragon Society, and were sent by the people above to assist Chen Zifeng.

As for that monk, he is Chen Zifeng's friend.
Chapter completed!