Lazy God Possession

Nan Ming took the balance car that had been under his feet and got out of the car. Looking back, there was a newspaper on the back seat.

This is a newspaper yesterday. On the front page, there are huge photos of drones Xiaobai and Jiang Sanjia.

"Uncle Xiao, don't be outside, dangerous!" Seeing Nanming get off the car, Lu Rong was mad and crazy. This is the track. There are always galloping cars coming from behind. Nanming Station is too dangerous. Strictly speaking, parking here is also very dangerous.

"Danger? Now I'm the most dangerous." Nan Ming coldly.

Waking up anger and anger are mixed together, and now Nanming is like an awakening beast.

What Lu Rongrong wanted to say, but I didn't know. Looking at the current Nanming, I always felt a little scared. It didn't seem to be the Nanming who could talk about laughing.

Nan Ming didn't pay any attention to Lu Lingrong anymore, he reached forward and pointed: "Xiao Bai, start the navigation mode, detect the path, and make the route."

Then he stepped on his balance car.

A white balance car with flames painted on both sides and wheels less than 30 cm in diameter. This small and exquisite balance car is a walking tool for Nanming, which he carries with him wherever he goes.

Lu Rongrong once mocked Nanming in his heart and thought that his small balance car was really funny, and felt that Nanming didn't understand what speed and passion are at all.

And at this moment, he saw Nan Ming's body lean forward, a sharp creak sounded, and the tires of the balance car's rapid rotation left a black mark on the ground, rushing forward with horrible acceleration, instantly Disappeared around the corner.

Is this a balance car?

Is this **** a balance car?

This is a rocket car!

"Ka-chan ..." Lu Rongrong's mouth was too wide and dislocated.

He didn't even feel the pain, at this moment there was only a blank space in his mind.

In the night, Xiao Bai was flying high in the air. The camera below continuously maps the current real-time road conditions, and after processing the information, sends it to Nanming's mobile phone. A precise road map was displayed in front of Nanming.

Xiaobai calculates the speed and path of Nanming, and continuously sends tips through the headset. Let Nanming fly to the ground like a bullet that will turn in the night.

Not far from the front, the car's taillights are already in sight, and Comaro is in front. Compared with the speed of Nanming, Comaro seems to stop.

Yang Fan laughed while driving, and the coquettish woman sitting in the co-pilot also laughed wildly, and her face was over-smileed with a smile. Under the constantly shaking street lights, it looks like a ghost.

There has been no sound of other cars for a long time. It seems that the car has suffered.

As for the consequences? He didn't care, anyway, no matter what the consequences, his dad could settle.

There was another curve ahead, and Yang Fan was familiar with the curve.

At this moment, he suddenly heard the sound of knocking on the window. As soon as he turned his head, he saw someone outside the window, floating like a ghost.

"How come!" Yang Fan almost flew in the direction. Quickly stabilized, there are several consecutive curves in front, although it is not a hairpin curve. But the road was very complicated, and Yang Fan was afraid to be distracted.

"Hmm." The outsider knocked on the window again, pointing to the bottom, the ghostly woman, the copilot lowered the window.

This time I can see more clearly, looking at the figure is a teenager, wearing riding glasses, riding mask, the sound was a little bit blown by the wind: "Sorry. You lost something."

Then he saw the boy suddenly disappear out of the window, next second. Appeared next to him.

At that moment, Nanming slowed down slightly. From the back of the car to the left of the car, the feeling is like flying.

He squeezed a newspaper with both hands, unfolded, and placed it on Comaro's front windshield with a smile.

The strong wind pressure suppressed the newspaper and stuck it to the windshield of the car.

At this time, Comaro had just entered the second corner.

"Look!" Yang Shao suddenly felt cold.

Nan Ming's body straightened up instantly, and the balance car stopped strangely, as if it violated the physical rules. In front of him, the Comaro slammed into the mountain wall, and the front of the car suddenly fell, like a piece of paper.

Exclamation, bump, rollover, it's like playing gta5.

"boom!"

The loud impact made Nan Ming rub his head and yawned again.

The waking up seemed to fade away.

When Xiaobai discovered Nan Ming, he sent a message to Zhao Gaofeng's mobile phone. He looked down and almost scared him to death.

Then Nan Ming took over Xiao Bai's control, and Zhao Feng's video was cut off.

Zhao Gaofeng was worried. He stepped on the accelerator all the way down and saw the red Mustang parked on the side of the road. He immediately stopped the car and rushed over. He saw Lu Rong full of tears and his mouth wide.

Zhao Gaofeng felt a momentary stun in his heart: "Naner! Where did he go? What happened?"

Lu Rongrong's tears flowed even more, and Zhao Gaofeng's heart suddenly gave an unpleasant premonition, grabbing Lu Rongrong: "What the **** is going on with Nan Geer? Come on! Come on!

Did another killer come to kill Nan Ming?

At that moment, Zhao Gaofeng had all his heart.

"Ahhhh!" Lu Rongrou couldn't speak, and could only make a ahhhh voice, pointing to his chin with tears on his face.

Nanming is all right! My jaw is dislocated! Don't ask me anything, just get my chin back!

It hurts!

After all, Zhao Gaofeng understood the meaning of Lu Rongrong. He reached out and shoved. Lu Rong's jaw finally returned to the correct position. He wiped a tear and said: "Uncle Xiao, he's fine, he just caught up It's up! "

"Catch up?" Zhao Gaofeng was also stunned. He didn't know how fast Nanming's balance car could be.

Nan Ming is tired at school on weekdays. That kind of road, I can't get up quickly if I want to.

Zhao Gaofeng didn't dare to delay. He drove Lu Rongrong to the co-pilot and drove the Mustang himself.

A long distance, he heard a loud noise in front of him, Zhao Gao Feng stepped on the throttle to the end, galloping all the way along the road, watching Lu Rong stunned.

However, he did not know that at this time, Zhao Gaofeng had already played completely abnormally at all. He did not even notice how shocking his driving skills were. He was only concerned about Nanming.

The wild horse turned to the second curve of the serial bend, and saw a car overturned by the roadside, and two people were hanging upside down by the seat belt. Just waking up, a little dazed.

Behind him, the moon hangs above his head, like a cold sickle of death.

I don't know why. Lu Rongrong thinks that Nanming at this time is really strange. Even when Nanming suppressed Chu Chunhui at the beginning, the shock to him was not as great as it is now.

Nanming at this time seems to be completely another person.

Zhao Gaofeng bit his lip. Was this what Nan Ming did when he killed Li Tubin?

No, it doesn't seem to be that the current Nanming is almost completely controlled by instincts. The impulse was originally a juvenile nature, but the Nanming in daily life suppressed it to not look like a teenager.

In the normal state, Nan Ming is the amiable person. Whenever his reason or instinct suppresses the other one, this person seems to become terrible.

Zhao Gaofeng got out of the car, walked carefully to Nan Ming, and whispered, "What's going on?"

"Uh ... I don't know." Nan Ming clutched his head. "I seem to have hit myself."

He was half asleep and awake just now ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Where do I know what happened.

After opening the mouth, Nan Ming seemed to have restored Zhao Feng's most familiar look, groaning lazily.

Zhao Gaofeng took a closer look at Nanming, and after confirming that nothing was happening, he came to the overturned Comaro, and touched the necks of the two behind him, and he was relieved. Now, they are still alive. From the appearance, there are no fatal injuries and not much bleeding.

In the distance, the sound of the siren came faintly, and several cars whistled and fled in panic, but the police have arranged so many places that I have already set up the checkpoints. How can these people easily escape?

Zhao Gaofeng made a phone call of 120. Turning his head, Nan Ming had retracted the co-pilot of the Mustang, shrinking his head and falling asleep again.

He thought about it and called He Shan again, and things here have to be dealt with.

After calling, he told Nan Ming and Lu Rongrong to say: "When the police come, you don't know anything, you understand?"

"I see." Lu Rongrou nodded obediently. (To be continued)