UPWR1BY Chapter 087 This Guy's Driving a Ghost Car? It's Like a Ghost
Looking down, it was Tang Yue'er's phone from the next car.
After all, they often raced together, so they had each other's contact information.
But what did it mean to call at this time?
"Zhao Ge... it's Tang Yue'er..."
Wu San lowered his head to look at his own phone, hesitating to answer directly.
Because he was afraid, afraid of saying the wrong thing and getting another slap.
Just the thought of it made him silently shed tears inside.
He was definitely the most miserable rich second generation in the circle.
"Answer!" Zhao Mingshan shouted as he controlled the speed of the car.
Wu San nodded and answered the phone.
"Hello, Tang Yue'er."
At this moment, he didn't call her Sister Yue anymore.
Because he didn't feel like sucking up anymore.
After being slapped by Zhao Mingshan several times, he was feeling irritated.
He was in a terrible mood.
"Wu San."
In the Pagani next door, Tang Yue'er paused and looked at Ye Xiu.
Looking at Ye Xiu's handsome face, she chuckled.
"Have you ever played bumper cars?"
"Bumper cars?"
Wu San looked puzzled.
"Enjoy yourself."
After saying that, Tang Yue'er hung up the phone.
Wu San turned his head in confusion and looked at Zhao Mingshan, "Zhao Ge?"
He didn't understand, but Zhao Mingshan did.
"Heh, at this speed, even I wouldn't dare to bother with bumper cars.
How many lives does that kid have?
Doesn't he want to live?"
"At this speed, if the two cars collide, they'll definitely flip over.
If he dares, I'll...!"
Thud!
Screech...
Zhao Mingshan's words weren't finished yet when the car was suddenly hit.
At such a high speed, the car started to skid on the road.
"Oh fuck!"
Zhao Mingshan was startled, frantically turning the steering wheel to stabilize the car.
"Ah! Zhao Ge, I don't want to die yet!"
Wu San directly grabbed the handle on the roof with one hand, his eyes widened in terror.
His face turned pale with fear.
This time, Zhao Mingshan didn't slap him.
Because he couldn't spare a hand.
The car was already skidding.
And next to them was a cliff.
Falling off meant certain death.
Screech...
Screech...
The car began to skid in an S-shape on the road.
After about five seconds, the car finally stabilized.
"Damn, you scared me."
Seeing that they hadn't fallen off the cliff, Wu San breathed a sigh of relief.
But the next moment.
Slap!
???
Wu San looked confused as he covered his face.
"Bringing you into the car was really a stupid decision!"
Zhao Mingshan's anger flared up.
Originally, he had invited Wu San into the car to provide useful advice.
But along the way, Wu San just caused trouble.
Babbling like an idiot.
"From this moment on, if you say one more word, I'll slap you one more time.
You deal with it yourself!"
"Understood, Zhao Ge." Wu San nodded repeatedly.
After saying that, he stiffened and looked up to meet Zhao Mingshan's gaze full of killing intent.
Slap!
Wu San smartly slapped himself.
The two of them then continued on their way.
"Where's that kid's car?"
However, just as the two of them accelerated and resumed normal driving, they found that the Pagani was gone again.
How the hell is he driving?
Is it a ghost car?
It's like a ghost.
"Go ahead and take a look."
Zhao Mingshan said, starting to accelerate.
Roar!
Soon after driving out, they saw the figure of the Pagani in the distance, moving slowly.
The speed was very slow, as if it was waiting for them.
"Dare to crash at that speed!
Even if we die together!"
Zhao Mingshan's face darkened.
Beside him, Wu San's face turned pale, but he covered his mouth and didn't dare to say a word.
What was supposed to be a simple match of bullying turned into a life-and-death struggle.
Wu San felt bitter in his heart.
I don't want to die.
I'm a rich second generation, I'm still young.
I still have a lot of youth to squander.
There are plenty of pretty girls waiting for me to flirt with!
Wuwu...