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The position gap between Feng Jun and the driver is too great, and it is impossible to visit in person unless it is for the show.

That's what Sister Hong said. As a high-ranking person, you should pay attention to the size of your contact with the people below.

However, he promised revenge, which is quite worthy of the subordinate's subordinate.

The army's guest house is very simple, after all, it is only a military fen area, but Yao staff still got a suite for Feng Jun.

As for the Red Sisters, they were not so lucky. She actually lived in a triple room with good scenery and Zhang Caixin.

Director Mei did not complain about this. She had lived in such a place, and the two did not want to be too coquettish in front of her.

Xu Leigang is not much better, he and Wang Haifeng live in a standard room.

In fact, the entire guest house consists of two suites, which are generally for inspection by Shou Chang.

Feng Jun knew that the three beauties lived together, and had no idea. He even flew again and again in his imagination, and had never successfully operated it. If he wanted to fly, it was really difficult to go to the blue sky.

At more than nine o'clock, someone knocked on the door and wanted to know who lived in the suite. The waiter said that it was a friend of Staff Yao, arranged by Xu Leigang of Zhengyang Military Recruitment Office, and left with a whisper.

At six o'clock the next morning, the restaurant of the guest house opened, which is the tradition of the army.

Feng Jun, they also got up early in the morning and did n’t eat breakfast, so they put a few thermos soy milks, took some buns, fritters and eggs, and planned to eat on the road.

In fact, the Xu family did not relax their surveillance, and they were worried that they would just run away.

However, they lived in the army's guest house, and no matter how great the Xu family was, they couldn't get in.

However, the Xu family is also very good, actually opposite the guest house, parked a van, and made it clear to supervise them.

There are guards at the entrance of the guest house. I feel that this car is quite unreasonable. I dare to park across the road. I have to come up and ask. This is a military place. What are you planning to stay near?

The van drove away, but it was not far away, and it was three or four hundred meters from the gate.

Four Zhengyang-brand cars drove out of the gate, and the people in the van suddenly panicked. They really did not expect that these people would leave early in the morning.

The two young men in the car were busy talking on the phone while chasing after the car. The reaction was very amateur, but they made it clear that they would not give up.

Feng Jun had n’t seen it in Los Angeles at 4 am, but Chao Ge at 6 am, the road was really empty, the planes could take off and land at will, and traffic jams were simply impossible.

Of the four cars, the worst one is also Magotan. It is hard to imagine how bitter the van is following.

However, this van has no brand and dares to run through the red light unscrupulously-the advantage of the locals is really too great.

After driving for more than ten minutes, when approaching the high-speed exit, a patrol motorcycle rushed over, gesturing to make the convoy sideways.

The head was Xu Leigang's Wrangler, who passed by mercilessly, and the following three cars rushed past him.

At this time, the fool will stop. As long as the patrol is entangled with you for a few minutes, the big troops will arrive, and the ghost will know what kind of trouble will happen.

Looking at the fleet roaring past, the patrolman's face was white with anger, but there was no way. The two wheels he was riding were meat-packed iron, and I really dared not carry them hard with four iron-covered meat. He would not have to walk around.

But the front is the high-speed mouth, and the small bread is at the back, also rushing over at the speed of eighty, and the police slammed the throttle, "Catch!"

He rides a motorcycle. Yes, under excellent road conditions, it can reach one hundred and fifty steps-of course, a little bit of life and death, but one hundred steps is easy.

Feng Jun was sitting in the red sister's 740 car, driving Zhang Caixin, and the co-pilot was the red sister. He and the scenery were in the back row. When he saw the van and motorcycle chasing lifelessly, he lowered the window and turned back Look.

Sister Hong was very concerned about his behavior, and he hummed, "What are you doing, Feng Jun?"

"Oh," Feng Jun smiled, not answering.

The van chased crazy, and the patrolman ’s motorcycle was crazy. Although the motorcycle was a bit smaller, the high lights on the rear of the car flashed constantly, giving people a strong sense of oppression, which represents the national law. majesty.

In fact, the motorcycle is much more crazy than the van. It quickly caught up with the van and tried to overtake from the right.

At this moment, the vehicle drove to a high ground, and the vegetable fields on both sides were nearly three meters lower than the road by two meters.

Feng Jun smiled and stretched out his hand, pointing at the right front wheel of the van.

With a bang, the right front wheel of the van punctured and the vehicle slammed to the right.

How terrible is a high-speed vehicle puncturing suddenly?

——It's actually not terrible, but the direction will become heavier, plus a little runaway.

Of course, if the wheels flew out and hit the opposite lane, it would be a disaster.

Faced with this sudden blowout, the van was not completely out of control, and the speed of more than eighty is not terrible.

However, this is a van of more than eighty, not a car of more than eighty. This speed has already let the van start to float, which is a very test of the driver's reaction and operation.

The van shook and rushed straight to the right.

The motorcycle on the right side of the car was frightened, and the muffled noise was very scary. When I saw the van leaning towards me, I turned around without thinking, and planned to go around-I must not loosen the clutch at this time. .

But he forgot that the speed of the motorcycle now exceeds one hundred and one. It's not impossible to go around, it really can't be too large.

——Of course, he didn't even think that even if the range of his handlebar was not large, someone would push the handlebar in the distance.

Anyway, Feng Jun didn't make up the knife, then the motorcycle fell directly and slipped far away.

Because the speed of the motorcycle is too fast, the patrol officer on the car rolled over the subgrade and planted into the vegetable garden on the roadside.

The vegetable field is soft soil, and the height of more than two meters is not high. Ordinary people jump off the roadside. It is necessary to consider whether they will be scratched by shrubs, or whether they will have feet or the like.

But when he fell, he had an initial speed of one hundred steps. Even if he was tripped and rubbed twice by the road, he also had strong kinetic energy.

He didn't mention his ending for a while. After the small van deflected to the right, he realized that it was wrong, and then he slapped the left direction violently and slammed on the brakes.

The readers are all old drivers. When driving at high speed, the consequences of this operation will not be described in detail again ...

The van suddenly made a big turn, marked two brake marks on the road, and ... rolled over, continued to roll over ...

Fortunately, this is Los Angeles at four o'clock in the morning ... Chaoge at six o'clock in the morning, there is no car in the back, and there is no series of traffic accidents.

The team of four cars in front witnessed this thrilling but not terrible car accident.

However, the convoy was not affected in any way, and in turn passed the high-speed toll station and galloped away.

After getting on the high speed, Red Sister asked aloud, "Feng Jun ... what happened to this car accident?"

"They accidentally fell down," before Feng Jun talked, Haojing spoke first.

When everyone should be clear, her cautious attitude is really ...

"I'm not asking about this," Sister Hong said very flatly to her before asking again, "Is that useless?"

"You mean a gun? No!" Feng Jun didn't cover up, he answered with a smile, "If there are bullet holes, I can only go to the end of the world, for this kind of people ... not worth it."

Sister Hong didn't understand a bit, "was it just a coincidence, or ... the kind of Taoism you said?"

Zhang Caixin guessed what method Feng Jun used. After listening to his sister's question, he couldn't help but feel a guilty smile: You didn't know yet, he could fly flowers and pick leaves to hurt people?

She knows that Red Sister has recently reconciled with him, and the relationship ... has also crossed a threshold, her face is radiant every day, and she still says "practise yoga" from time to time, which is probably not a good word.

In her heart, there are really mixed tastes. At the very least, when the night is quiet, she often can't help but assume: If I filled his empty window period, would my sister be as lost as I am now?

Fortunately, there are some secrets I know, he hasn't told his sister yet.

At this moment, the good scenery said, "No Dao technique is needed, you can just punch a hole in the sky ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ She has seen Feng Jun shot against Zhu Yeqing, and he also said that it was just Wu Xiu category.

Anyway, since Zhang Weihong dared to mention Taoism, she dared to say martial arts-not just this, really thought only you know?

"Long Kong punches a hole?" Hongjie blinked her eyes and said suspiciously, "How could it be 30 or 40 meters away from the distance just now?"

Good Scenery doesn't explain, "I didn't say that he did it just now, and I don't know if he can do it."

Zhang Caixin can't bear it anymore, can't you fool my sister like this? "He can do it, I already knew ..."

Good Scenery and Red Sister heard the words and suddenly stopped talking: What is the relationship between these two ...?

There was a strange silence in the car, until Wang Haifeng's laughter came out of the handstand, "Haha, it's really a relief, let the surname Xu be pretended to be bi, and pretend to be a silly bi? You said ... that van , Why didn't it explode? "

"There should be this retribution," Xu Leigang's voice also came from the intercom. "Although I am also surnamed Xu, they are really ashamed of doing this."

"It's just weak meat and strong food," Coach Wang said. I have seen this kind of thing more often. "But Mr. Mou is going to leave. They still refuse to let it go. This is too much."

"Yeah," Xu Leigang agreed. "Especially dare to offend the master, really deserve to die."

His Wrangler drove a non-commissioned officer who came from Zheng Yang. It is hard to say too much.

After being silent for a while, Wang Haifeng said aloud, "I don't know what happened to the motorcycle rider ..."

"However, he deserves it!" Mou Miao couldn't help but took the walkie-talkie from Xu Leigang's hand. "It was a motorcycle, and it buckled my car ... Xiao Meng was rear-ended at the time!"

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