Super Master

"I don't like that." Yue Feng said.    

"Ah?" "Oh!"    

Hearing this, Qi Jun hurriedly put out the cigarette and patted the smoke in the air.    

Yue Feng smiled.    

This Qi Jun was indeed a person who enjoyed himself in time.    

He would listen to whoever gave him the benefits.    

"Alright, I'll be leaving first."    

"Alright, Brother Yue take care, hehe."    

Qi Jun smiled as he sent Yue Feng off.    

After work in the afternoon, Yue Feng escorted Shen Yihan and Han Yalan back to the villa, and then headed for the beautiful woman in a chaotic world.    

If he wanted to continue investigating, he would have to find Xu Tianlang.    

As the car entered the city, the traffic around them became denser and denser.    

However, there were two cars that attracted Yue Feng's special attention.    

They were two identical SUVs, their tall, wild bodies very conspicuous in the midst of the traffic.    

One of them was on the left side of Maserati, and the other was opposite the traffic light.    

Yue Feng tapped his fingers on the steering wheel, deep in thought.    

These two cars seemed a little familiar.    

Yue Feng suddenly remembered that on the way back from the Mo Zi Feng wine party, the camouflage clothes wearing men's backs were this same SUV.    

Suddenly, the green light came on.    

Yue Feng's pupils constricted. He stepped on the throttle and abruptly turned the steering wheel to the right.    

"Mo Zifeng actually wants to get rid of me."    

Sure enough, through the rearview mirror, Yue Feng saw the two SUVs speeding over.    

The place he was at just happened to be the corner of two cars.    

If she hadn't suddenly accelerated when the green light was turned on, Maserati would have long since been turned into a pile of scrap metal.    

"He really doesn't care about his life."    

Yue Feng tightly gripped the steering wheel, constantly paying attention to the movements behind him.    

The path Yue Feng took was rather narrow, it was not easy to get rid of them.    

After a few more bends, the two SUVs were still in hot pursuit.    

At this point, Yue Feng had already departed from his original route, heading towards the outskirts.    

It seemed like they were sure of themselves.    

No matter what, they were too naive to try and kill him with just two SUVs.    

Yue Feng's eyes turned cold as he fiercely swung the steering wheel to the right again. Following that, he heard a burst of intense friction.    

"Zi la."    

The wheels of the carriage rapidly rubbed against the ground, scattering sparks everywhere.    

Maserati made a perfect drift.    

At this time, in the jeep, a burly man frowned.    

"This kid's driving skills are pretty good."    

However, as he looked at the road ahead, a sinister look flashed across his eyes.    

If he continued forward, he would enter a mountain road.    

The path wound up around the rugged mountain, without any fences. If he was not careful, he might fall off the cliff and die.    

However, Yue Feng didn't seem to notice this. He stepped on the accelerator and sped towards the mountain road.    

Through the rearview mirror, he could see the driver with a sinister smile on his face.    

"Brat, you're quite bold. You actually dared to drive up this high."    

"Today, this mountain shall be your burial ground!"    

The two SUVs followed closely, their speed not slowing down in the slightest.    

"Mount Jiuzhuang, the heaven of racing, also the hell of racing drivers!"    

The big guy had a savage look on his face as he stepped on the accelerator. The two SUVs chased after the Maserati.    

However, Yue Feng had never been to this place before. Thus, he could only rely on his own experience and his superb driving skills, driving all the way along the mountain wall.