The red Maserati president is shiny with a shiny light under the sun. The trident logo marks its pride.

Nangong Yiren wore a short red skirt and slender thighs, which were more eye-catching than luxury cars.

Luxury cars, beauties... This is definitely the best combination of a pair. The pedestrians who pass by occasionally can't help but turn their heads and look at it. The appearance of Nangong Yiren makes this dilapidated alley seem to shine.

"Shh--"

Tie Guozhu followed Lin Yihang, his eyes shining and whistling a hooligan.

Nangong Yiren rolled her eyes, "Doctor Lin, where are you looking for such a hooligan subordinate?"

"My personal bodyguard hired in the talent market!" Lin Yihang smiled, "How about it, are some big bosses sent?"

Nangong Yiren looked up and down at Tie Guozhu and nodded slightly.

"At least, this bodyguard seems to be more qualified in terms of being a big shot! I just don't know how good it is when it comes to fighting!"

"I am absolutely super good at it! I am about the same size as me, I will definitely be fine if I can beat ten of them one by one!" Tie Guozhu gestured in a toned posture.

"Tsk!" Nangong Yiren was too lazy to pay attention to him, "Get into the car, Mr. Boss and Mr. Boss."

Beauty has advantages in this regard. They can occasionally act without taking care of others, so the other party will not be bothered. Just like now, the Iron Country Club is so happy that she gets on the bus and is very conscious of sitting in the back seat without disturbing the boss.

Lin Yihang was sitting in the co-pilot.

At first glance, those who don’t know think Tie Guozhu is the big boss, Nangong Yiren is the driver, and Lin Yihang is the bodyguard...

Nangong Yiren seemed to enjoy the fun of her posture. After more than two hours of driving, she talked and laughed with Lin Yihang all the way without any fatigue.

The car did not enter the city. Instead, it galloped along a mountain road in the southern suburbs of Nandu. Although it was a mountain road, it was very flat, with spacious roads and no worse roads than the expressway.

Buzzing-

Maserati was driving on the road, with a roar of motors behind it, and the three luxury cars were competing with each other, chasing each other and approaching quickly.

Lamborghini, Ferrari, Porsche... are all well-known luxury cars.

"Roar--"

When a car in front passed by, a woman stood up and screamed strangely, stretched out her middle finger to Nangong Yiren with a contempt expression.

"snort!"

Nangong Yiren snorted coldly and kicked the accelerator. Maserati rushed forward and his speed soared.

However, the car in front was so fast that it seemed to be getting farther and farther away. Not only the first one, but even the two behind it surpassed the Maserati one after another.

Especially the people in the third car, seeing Maserati accelerating, they were still overtaken mercilessly and became even more arrogant. An obese man was originally sitting in the passenger seat, but simply stood up. He took off his pants from the car, revealing his big white butt, and twisted towards Maserati.

Nangong Yiren's face looked even more ugly. Unfortunately, although her driving skills are good, they are obviously much worse than the drivers in the previous three cars. She just likes cars, and the other party is definitely a racer-level driver.

"Damn it! Boss, I killed them!"

Tie Guozhu's eyes were almost glaring out. He reached out to take out the gun. Lin Yihang had no doubts. As long as he nodded, this big guy would definitely shoot directly.

After following Lin Yihang for a while, Tie Guozhu's courage was also developed. Even the general manager and vice president of Tianyuan Group were killed, so what else would you dare not take action?

Even big people can afford luxury cars. But those who can afford luxury cars are not necessarily big people. Such an ostentatious guy has no meaning at all. Tie Guozhu's opinion is definitely the type of nouveau riche.

When Nangong Yiren heard what was behind, his hands trembled, and the car almost fell head-on under the cliff.

This big guy... seems to have really taken out his pistol? Is this a bodyguard or a bandit? Moreover, this must be a bandit from the Republic of China period?

Lin Yihang turned around and glared at him, Tie Guozhu immediately smiled and put away his pistol.

"Want to come back?" Lin Yihang turned his head and asked Nangong Yiren.

Nangong Yiren had already started to slow down at this time. Because she just stepped on the accelerator to the bottom, she was getting farther and farther away from the previous cars, so she obviously couldn't catch up. She just accelerated but encountered dangers many times.

"Not that. Just..." Nangong Yiren pondered, unable to think of a suitable word.

"I'm just laughed at by these people, I'm a little unwilling to accept it?" Lin Yihang said it for her.

"Yes!" Nangong Yiren nodded.

"Then come back!" Lin Yihang said, his tone relaxed.

"A big guy is a racing expert?" Nangong Yiren's eyes lit up and he looked behind him through the endoscope.

She knew that Lin Yihang had only learned to drive recently, and even she helped her drive book. It must have nothing to do with racing experts, so she directly ruled it out. Lin Yihang said so confidently, and it must be a good deal. Then he can only be this big guy.

"Uh..." Tie Guozhu was stunned. At this time, he wanted to brag a few words. However, he still had the most basic self-knowledge. His driving skills were pretty good. However, compared with these handcart-level people, they were far inferior. What's more, Maserati... He had never even touched such a luxury car. If he sat on it, he would have to be familiar with the performance for a while. It would be impossible to catch up with the people in front of him.

The slim that was blown out would be pierced in minutes. Tie Guozhu's head did not hit the wall, but he could not do such a thing.

"Haha, it's too late if you don't stop." Lin Yihang smiled. He neither admitted nor denied it.

"Okay!" Nangong Yiren stepped on the brake lightly, and Maserati slowly slowed down and stopped on the side of the road. "Big guy, it depends on you next!"

Nangong Yiren looked at the Iron Country Pillar with hope.

But he saw Tie Guozhu laughing bitterly and not leaving. Lin Yihang, who was sitting in the co-pilot, had already gotten off the car and sat in the driver's seat.

"Aren't you... a big guy driving?" Nangong Yiren's big eyes flashed, and her beautiful face was full of astonishment.

"Get on the bus!" Lin Yihang fastened his seat belt and made a gesture.

"This..." Nangong Yiren hesitated and sat in the passenger seat. "Doctor Lin, I admit that you are very talented in driving. However, it's only been a month since you learned to drive...ah!"

As Nangong Yiren was halfway through his words, Lin Yihang had already kicked the accelerator. Maserati rushed out like a cheetah. With the powerful back pushing force, Nangong Yiren's body instantly pressed against the back of the chair. In a hurry, he quickly fastened his seat belt, and his pretty face had changed color.

Buzz —

The roar of the engine was clearly audible, the car continued to accelerate, and the cliffs and trees on the side flew back quickly, showing the highway of Maserati.

On the first winding mountain road, Lin Yihang had no intention of slowing down. Seeing Maserati head-on falling into the cliff, Nangong Yiren's scream almost pierced his eardrums. Even Tie Guozhu couldn't help but look pale.

At the critical moment, Lin Yihang cooperated with his hands and feet and was in a mess.

squeak--

With the sharp screams, the tires rubbed against the ground, and a burst of black smoke rose... A beautiful elegance, Maserati shook her tail and continued to roar forward.

squeak--

On the second corner, Lin Yihang's movements were obviously much more skillful than last time.

squeak--

On the third curve, Lin Yihang is more skilled. Sitting in the car, drifting no longer gives people a thrilling feeling.

After this curve, a Porsche in front can be seen from afar.

"Hmph!" Lin Yihang snorted coldly, and the accelerator under his feet continued to maintain.

Buzz —

Maserati roared and chased Porsche.

Porsche seemed to have discovered the vehicle behind. Someone in the car looked back and after a little confusion, he also began to accelerate.

However, I saw another bend in front of me.

Porsche drivers had to slow down. He slowed down, but Lin Yihang did not slow down.

Scream-

Also elegant, Maserati is faster and more graceful, with a big tail swing, surpassing Porsche. After the curve, it roared and galloped towards the distance.

"Grass! Is this the Maserati just now? Master!" The fat man who was shaking his butt was almost glaring out his eyes.

"Oh yeah!"

On the contrary, Nangong Yiren was almost jumping up excitedly and waved her arms.

"More than one! Lin Yihang, come on!"

The distance between young people can be easily brought closer. The car is excited and the enemy is shared by the same hatred. Nangong Yiren's name for Lin Yihang was immediately changed from Doctor Lin to his name.

Buzz —

Lin Yihang's eyes were firm and stared at the front, without turning for a moment. There were cliffs around him, and as long as he made a slight mistake, the car could be destroyed and the people could be killed. With Lin Yihang's current ability, if he really made a mistake, he would use all his own means, and perhaps he might be able to survive, but it would be impossible to save people.

Therefore, he can only be serious and serious! He will do his best and not allow any mistakes.

With his spiritual sense that has exceeded the scope of mortals, agile reaction power, and movement coordination ability, Maserati is as flexible as a swimming fish.

squeak--

Another corner, passing the second car.

The first car seemed to know what was going on behind, and became obviously serious, and the speed increased a little.

However, in front of Lin Yihang, a non-human, he could only be surpassed.

squeak--

Seeing Maserati shook her tail and galloping away proudly in front of her, the blue Lamborghini could only brake and stopped.

Bang!

The driver slapped the steering wheel with a hateful palm. This was a young man of twenty-five or twenty-six years old, quite handsome, but his face was insidious.

In his co-pilot, a woman with a hot figure was sitting. She was angry when she saw the young man, and she didn't dare to talk much next to her.

squeak--

squeak--

Then, Porsche and Ferrari followed and stopped the same. (To be continued...)
Chapter completed!