Top Master

But at this moment, he heard a buzzing sound coming from above his head.    

He subconsciously looked up and saw a remote control airplane in the sky. There was a camera in the middle, filming him.    

Zhao Quan was stunned. What the f * ck? This tail was quite comprehensive. There were people down there, and there was even a plane up there.    

And it was very obvious. This wasn't a single person following him. Black Man's hands were very clean just now.    

This could only prove that there was a third person monitoring them from afar through this remote control airplane.    

As expected, Zhao Quan saw Black Man appear a dozen steps away from the intersection. His face was full of pride.    

He was obviously proud that Zhao Quan's little plot didn't trick him.    

Looking at Black Man, Zhao Quan picked up a stone on the ground.    

Black Man took a few steps back, afraid that he would be hit by the stone.    

But in the next moment, Zhao Quan directly smashed into the remote control airplane in the air. With a bang, the plane that was worth over a thousand dollars was smashed down, landing unsteadily on the ground.    

The moment it landed, a red Maserati jogged over and crushed it into pieces. The camera could not protect it.    

Then, a delicate and pretty girl stuck her head out of the car. "Who is it? Who threw the junk in front of my car?!"    

She saw Zhao Quanle. Wasn't this Sun Ziqi? She was just worrying about not being able to escape!    

He quickly got into the passenger seat of the Maserati and sat down on it. He closed the car door.    

Sun Ziqi was stunned. Who was this? He had such a big face.    

However, when she turned her head, she realized that the person in the front passenger seat was actually Zhao Quan.    

She asked in surprise, "How could it be you?"    

Zhao Quan did not want to explain too much to her. He only asked, "Do you know how to race?"    

Sun Ziqi nodded subconsciously, "Yes, why?"    

"Go ahead and let the cars behind you not see your butt."    

Zhao Quan pointed to the front, indicating that Sun Ziqi could enter a frenzied state now.    

Sun Ziqi did not know what Zhao Quan wanted to do, but there was one thing she understood very well now.    

She would do whatever Zhao Quan told her to do. At least she wouldn't be taught a lesson by Zhao Quan like before.    

She stepped hard on the accelerator, and the Maserati roared as it sped away.    

Black Man was not in a hurry. He just waved at the black GTR in the distance.    

There was a plane in the sky, Black Man was walking, and there was a GTR in the car. This was quite a tight tracking.    

Zhao Quan considered that there would be a car following him, so he let Sun Ziqi race on the road.    

However, Sun Ziqi's driving skills were too fierce. When there was no car, she stepped on the accelerator, when there was a car, she stepped on the brakes, and then the thing she loved to do the most was to honk and mutter, "Hurry up and make way for me.    

Zhao Quan was defeated by her god-like racing skills. "You're racing? You're going crazy, aren't you? It won't let you overtake it. "Do you think you only care about the car you're driving?"    

Zhao Quan was really impressed. He lit a cigarette and adjusted the rear view mirror in the room.    

Through the rear view mirror, he saw a black GTR hidden in the crowd. It seemed to be driving steadily, but no matter where the Maserati went, the GTR would follow immediately.    

"This team is really strong!"    

All sorts of tracking methods were used in order to find out where he was going, but they did not do anything that would harm his personal safety.    

Zhao Quan roughly thought about it and knew who this tracking team belonged to.    

Ninety percent of them belonged to that Yu Langchuan, for the sake of finding out where he was going and then doing something against him.    

After thinking about this, Zhao Quan gestured for Sun Ziqi to stop at the side.    

After the car stopped, Zhao Quan got out of the car and went around the front of the car to sit in the driver's seat.    

At this time, Sun Ziqi had already walked to the front passenger's seat with her long legs. However, there was only one leg and she did not have the time to withdraw her other leg.    

However, Zhao Quan had already sat in the car and just happened to squeeze her other leg there. He could not pull it out even if he wanted to.    

At this moment, Sun Ziqi was very embarrassed. Her left leg was on the driver's side, and her right leg was on the passenger's side.    

She sat in the middle of the two seats, and it looked like the sky wasn't bad today. She even wore a short skirt.    

However, Zhao Quan's mind was not on her. He pushed the block and stepped on the accelerator. The Maserati, which was originally quiet, suddenly roared.    

All of this was because the person who drove her was different!    

As the engine roared, the Maserati sped away like a bow that had left the port.    

Immediately after, the GTR behind also roared, turning from Mr. Refined into an arrogant hooligan scum.    

On the big road, two sports cars were chasing each other. They dared to squeeze into the gap between the cars. Wherever they passed, the sound of sirens was heard. It was not to pay homage to them, but to scold the two hooligans who knew how to drive. It was simply too cruel.    

However, Zhao Quan did not care about that now. He only cared about how to squeeze out all the violence in the bones of this Maserati.    

Sitting in the middle of the two seats, Sun Ziqi's heart was filled with embarrassment and embarrassment, but now she could not care about it.    

She could not understand many of Zhao Quan's actions. It was clearly her car. But many of the buttons that had not been moved and the settings in the car's computer, Zhao Quan was clearer than her, the owner of the car. She felt that her Maserati was like a Transformer. Originally, it was so gentle under her hands, but now it was so rough that it looked like a resentful woman who was unsatisfied with her desires.    

Looking through the window at the cars on both sides of the road, Sun Ziqi was so scared that she cried out loudly.    

The moment she passed by the car by the side, her body could clearly see the pores on the driver's face through the window.    

So close, and so fast... If she really ran into him, she would definitely flip over and fly.    

However, under Zhao Quan's driving, there was no friction at all. Sometimes they would turn and sometimes they would flash left and right.    

As a result, Sun Ziqi, who was swinging around in the middle of the two, did not know how many times she bumped into each other.