After Becoming a Little |

Little Taoist nun Liguang said concisely: "Spirit-fixing pill."

Ai Ge turned around suddenly, the thick-thighed sister Guiqiu's arms and muscles were stretched out, although she was still holding the steering wheel seriously, but the dangerous corner of her eyes had already glanced at the little nun Liguang who was sitting in the co-pilot seat.

"The real elixir, a Chinese patent medicine, was refined by my master."

Little Aunt Liguang turned on the car audio-visual system indifferently, poked a little bit on her gossip mirror, screened out all the audio-visual works with the label of "emotion" in the remarks, and finally randomly selected a documentary without emotional elements, displayed on the vehicle screen.

In this case, you should be able to calm down for a while, right?

Li Guang thought this way, and then heard Mr. Zhao Zhongxiang's thick baritone voice coming from behind.

"Spring is warm, flowers are blooming, everything is recovering, and it's the mating season again—the male sea turtle lay on the female sea turtle and made a hearty sound..."

"..."

Chapter 311 0309-The Boundless Sea of ​​Crowds, Stormy Storm (Monthly Ticket Added 17/20

Dongshan New Baiyunqiao Airport Parking lot

Aliya strode forward, the khaki man was beside her, the two were talking, and they walked towards the parking lot.

Then she looked at the keys in Khaki Kuangfang's hand, and asked curiously, "Huh? Do you have a car?"

"Well, I took my driver's license test when I graduated from high school, what's wrong?"

"What kind of car do you have, boy?"

"Here, that car—"

Accompanied by the beep of the parking lock, Aliya turned her gaze away, then paused there, even narrowed her eyes, showing an expression of disbelief.

"Are you serious?" She looked at the silver-gray car in shock: "It's so arrogant...isn't it good?"

"Are you arrogant?"

"People who don't know you think it's nothing, but anyone who has dealt with you will probably think this car is too arrogant."

"I think it's okay. I've always been practical. I don't care what others think, and this car has been remodeled." Khaki said wildly and smiled: "Although refitting a car is not something worth advocating behavior, but do you want to change your motorcycle as well?"

Aliya raised her head: "To be on the safe side, let me ask the price first. If I want to add a movable armor, how much will it be?"

"...Mobile armor?"

"I'm thinking about getting a movable armor. It will be more suitable for me to change my identity and come out. For example, the tyrant should drive a domineering vehicle like the sublimated and leaping Golem..." Aliya looked at her watch: "Forget it, let's talk about it slowly. I'll go to school first. Are you late?"

"After all, I have four wheels, and I can't drive like you."

"Line 8, I'll take off, you can do whatever you want."

Aliya gathered her cloak, raised it handsomely, turned around chicly, stepped on her unicorn with her slender legs, and her hair cut a neat half arc.

The vehicle is started without a key, and one mechanical reading after another is displayed on the central control panel. Accompanied by a slight sound of mechanical pressure release, the entire black heavy locomotive suddenly wakes up like a sleeping beast, making a low hum .

She pressed her thumb on the performance lock and unlocked the track performance mode again.

"Destroy Mode"!start up!

The red light flickered one after another, the tail stretched out, and amidst the ear-piercing sound of friction between the wheels and the ground of the parking lot, the red and black silhouette rushed out, far away to the end of the khaki-colored wild sight.

Khaki looked wildly at the sky, sighed, clenched the keys in his hand, and walked to his car.

Open the door handsomely, throw the suitcase in his hand to the co-pilot handsomely, start the car handsomely, step on the clutch and put into gear handsomely, everything is performed rhythmically like the initial D, and a few seconds later——

A Wuling Light slowly ran out of the parking lot, drifted and turned a corner, but because of insufficient horsepower and insufficient inertia, it stopped halfway through the drift, and could only back up a little, turn again, and then followed Behind the red and black silhouette that was completely invisible, he trotted after him...

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The second-generation drag racing man parked in the rest area on the side of the road, opened the car window, held a cigarette in one hand, and looked lonely at the long road with endless lights.

The female partner next to him is swiping her phone with her head down, and occasionally she lifts it up to take a skillful selfie, or inadvertently takes some logos of this sports car, and then chooses one from dozens of obviously similar pictures. Zhang, posted in his circle of friends in a casual tone.

The second-generation drag racing man originally thought that this kind of behavior was nothing, and it could even arouse his vanity, as if he was being admired by others-but after seeing the young lady before him, he found that all this was nothing more than his own excessive Empty, that's why I seek self-comfort.

He stared intently at the occasional passing vehicles outside the car window, and then saw a low-key and luxurious silver Rolls Royce Phantom, driving past at a steady pace.

He sneered, started the car and followed.

Rolls-Royce's V12 twin-turbocharged engine has a maximum power of 420KW. The surging power can indeed push this 2.8-ton heavy land castle to run wildly, and the zero to 5.4 kilometers is [-] seconds-but the problem is that this kind of car How could it be soaring?

The people sitting there are all life-saving gangsters, even the owner of the 86 can arrogantly push the gear lever, 7200 rpm after quickly hiding away!do it!

What's more, he is a real performance sports car. As for whether he will be troubled by the boss just because he overtakes the opposite side, you must know that the driver is only the driver of the boss. Up and down, how can I have time to vent my anger with children.

However, when his car slowly turned out of the rest area and was just about to merge into the driveway and drive forward, a silhouette quietly passed by the side of his fiery red sports car, tearing the air and flying over at low altitude——

"?!!"

In the weird sense of disconnection, a burst of cheerful singing seemed to come with the wind, echoing in my ears——

"Looking up at the sky, the moon is smiling~Looking down at the ground, the waves are dancing~"

"In this world, how small we are!As long as you work hard, your heart will be higher than the sky—”

The two people in the car who were still full of expectations were stunned. The second-generation drag racing man looked sideways at his female companion. With his own mind, he tried to analyze the singing just now.

But her mind was only filled with rich enjoyment experience and poor professional knowledge, so after a few seconds, she lowered her head a little dejectedly: "I... I haven't heard what song this is..."

"..." The second-generation drag racing man looked at the hood of the car silently, backed the car back to the rest area silently, lit a cigarette again, and looked at the rising smoke ring with blurred eyes: "I've heard this song before. ... when I was very young."

The female partner's eyes widened, trying to look admiring, but the second-generation drag racing man was just immersed in the memory killing again, missing his lost childhood, feeling the beauty in his memory, and had no time to watch her performance at all.

He flicked the cigarette ash, looked at the interior of the car with the warm lights on, and at the exquisite sports car logo, feeling a little bit lost: "Let's go back."

Although the female partner felt a little pity, after all, the progress of installing X in her circle of friends had just reached half of the expected progress, but considering that she could show off the high-end hotel room next, she nodded obediently: "Oh..."

The second-generation drag racing man held the steering wheel, drove the car out again, and talked to her in a bearish tone: "I don't think drag racing is really interesting, I want to go to my dad's company tomorrow to see, Find something to do... After all, he's already lying?!"

A silver-gray Wuling Light, with a dull roar, flew by the side of his sports car at a terrifying speed with a kind of arrogant attitude.

He was even so blessed that when the two sides crossed each other, he saw the side face of the driver of Wuling Light who was so focused that he completely ignored him.

The second-generation racing man felt humiliated. The last one who humiliated him this way was the little chubby guy who brought a Scorpio four-wheel drive to class when he was a child, and didn't even let him touch him.

"Too much deceit—"

Section 312 0310 - So-Called Countermeasures (Monthly Ticket Recommendation 19/20

Aliya glanced sideways at the Rolls-Royce next to her. If I remember correctly, it seemed that Lotus was in this car before, right?

But driving on the road is obviously not the time to talk about things, you have to obey the traffic rules...

So the unicorn accelerated, and simply threw the car two miles away, heading straight for Dongshan University.

But what she didn't see was that, behind the one-way window glass, was Lianhua's eyes that saw her following her in surprise, then turned around with her figure in amazement, watched her disappear, and finally lost and drooped her eyes.

Naturally, Aliya didn't know what kind of strange scenes Lianhua was thinking about—to be reasonable, even Korean romance dramas would not dare to play a scene where a motorcycle knocks on a window on a highway to talk about love.

Indian dramas can be tried... But considering the number of motorcycle passengers in India, it is really hard to say if this is a love story and a group chat.

The corner of Aige's eyes twitched violently, watching a Wuling Light protruding halfway from her left, she subconsciously looked down at the speedometer behind the steering wheel, but before she could react, the Wuling Light had already Accelerated brazenly and rushed to the front.

"..."

She tilted her head slightly, and asked little Aunt Li Guang in Mandarin with a slight retroflex: "In your republic... which car is the most powerful?"

The little nun Liguang was concentrating on rubbing Beng Beng Beng, she didn't look up at the car window at all, and just said 'hmm' expressionlessly: "Red Flag, a custom model, with a microphone on the sunroof."

"I mean, the van, it's like our БУХАНКА!"

What she is talking about is actually a magic car UAZ-452 from Maozi. Since the first car rolled off the production line in 65, it has been in production until now. It is full of Maozi's silly, black and rough industrial style. The leather is solid and durable, and even the central control instrument panel is directly stamped with steel plates.

But this car has strong off-road capabilities, time-sharing four-wheel drive, a maximum gradient of 57%, and extremely strong passability-you must know that the design slope of those seemingly steep underground parking lot entrances is only 15%.

Hearing Ai Ge's sudden tone of 'I'm on fire', Li Guang's small face finally lifted up, blinked innocently, looked at her side face, and replied after thinking for a while: "Van, yes, Wuling Light."

"Wuling Light?" Ai Ge narrowed his eyes slightly: "Can it run 230 per hour?"

"...You are hysterical, you can let me drive."

Little Aunt Li Guang looked at her seriously: "Madam's safety is the most important thing. I'm still young and I don't want to die."

The last person who could make her speak with this kind of speaking rhythm and in a good voice was her elder sister Alia.

However, Ai Ge was unmoved, and even wanted to speed up the car. If a high-performance sports car passed them, she would naturally ignore it and continue driving, but a Wuling Light with a strange style...

It's like the demon kings can tolerate brave people fighting hard, using their mouths, and even dying with them, but no one can bear the humiliation of being stabbed to death by the 'Pink Rabbit Sword'.

Ai Ge said in a serious tone: "I saw a van just now, like our БУХАНКА, the speed is definitely above 230."

Little Aunt Li Guang twitched the corners of her mouth: "Hehe."

At a red light ahead, Li Guang saw the car that might be the Wuling Light that Ai Ge mentioned.

"That's it." Ai Ge's tone was firm: "I want to compare with him, but unfortunately, I can't do it now."

The little nun Liguang looked at the car in front of her suspiciously, but the other party's well-regulated appearance really couldn't match up with the magic car that Ai Ge talked about soaring to 230, and even at the start, the other party's slow-moving The speed, perfectly suited to its position, is as lukewarm as a turtle.

If I have to say, probably only the densely packed five-pointed star under the door of the opponent's car is a bit eye-catching.

Ai Ge looked at Hou Shishi suspiciously, the Wuling Light on the side gradually fell behind them, and the little nun Li Guang lowered her head expressionlessly, ready to continue rubbing her phone.

But Muscular Sister Gui suddenly said in a low voice, "Here we come!"

Little Aunt Liguang raised her head and saw a red performance sports car in front of the left. With a low growl and a dull sound, it pressed up and overtook them in front of them.

So she turned her head and looked at Muscular Sister Gui with pity: "This is not the light of Wuling."

"No, it's in the back!"

On the left front, on the side of the red performance sports car, a silver-gray Wuling Light protruded. The sound waves surged like the roar of a giant beast, and the red taillights tore through the darkness, moving forward indomitably.

"..."

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Aliya stopped the car and saw the students from the student union waiting at the door of the girls' dormitory.