"Haha, if something happens like this, what's the use of you coming to me? You should go to the police!"

Since Zhao Fan had found this place, how could Yu Wenxuan not know that Shangguan Lie had sold him? At this moment, he laughed dryly, and even if he said something, he would feel pale and powerless.

"Are you going to continue pretending? Don't you plan to give me an explanation?"

Zhao Fan suddenly sat upright, his biting eyes fell on Yu Wenxuan, and he shouted in a deep voice.

The moment he moved, Yu Wenxuan's body shook suddenly and stepped back to the cloakroom at the door of the room. He opened his mouth and was about to shout, then a big hand was pinched on his neck, and the shout was cut off in his throat.

Yu Wenxuan, who was breathing poorly, struggled violently, grabbed Zhao Fan's fingers like iron clamps with both hands and tried to break free. However, he found that the hand was tighter and tighter. After a moment, his face turned blue and purple, his eyes kept turning white, and he felt the call of death.

An unpleasant stench filled the luxuriously decorated bedroom, and dripping sounds kept coming from the floor. Zhao Fan raised his hand and threw Yu Wenxuan, who was already half dead, on the ground.

Before the man could recover, his hand grabbed his wrist. With a slight force, the man's forearm was broken by him.

Under the stimulation of the pain, Yu Wenxuan, who was almost unconscious, woke up instantly and opened his mouth and let out a heart-wrenching scream.

"This time, I broke one of your hands."

"If I find you catch me like a mad dog and bite you, I will let you disappear from this world."

"You know, I can do it!"

Zhao Fan's tone was very calm, but he had a cold feeling that penetrated his bones.

His speech was not fast at all, and every sentence was spoken very clearly, as if he was not worried about being caught.

After bent down and whispering these words in Yu Wenxuan's ear, he did not look at him again, turned around and opened the window, and his body floated out like blue smoke.

"Wenxuan!"

Several rapid footsteps came from outside. Yu Wenxuan heard the voice of his father Yu Zhiyuan, but he forgot to scream when Zhao Fan finished saying that. His body kept trembling like a sieve, tightly huddled in the corner of the wall, scared to the point of numbness and dullness.

He truly felt the feeling of death. If Zhao Fan had let go one second later, he might have been dead.

It was not until the door of the room was pushed open and the lights in the room were on that he felt like he had crawling back to the world from hell. He held his arms that were so painful that they were so painful that they were greedy, until his lungs were burning and then he coughed violently, but he did not stop.

Being able to breathe is such a happy thing.

"Magic, so amazing!"

"This footwork is so powerful, why didn't the old man teach me earlier? It would be embarrassing. If I really have to practice ten thousand times at level 2 to level 3, should I practice or not?"

Zhao Fan danced extremely happily beside the courtyard wall in the northwest corner of Yipin Jiangshan Community.

He took two steps with strange steps, a breath gathered on his legs, and then he kicked gently, and he crossed the courtyard wall and anti-theft wire in the air and went straight to the community.

After landing, he almost stopped at all. He used the same trick again, and then he jumped lightly outside the courtyard wall.

What is the concept of three meters? Generally, the height of a building is only three meters three or four meters. He can directly cross it with just one jump, which is equivalent to jumping directly over a floor.

Just now, he was thinking of running up the wall and then turning it in from the barbed wire. Who knew that when running up, he accidentally used Zhuanxu's stewardship step. This force appeared out of thin air. He fell over the courtyard wall and chewed the mud.

He also knew that at this time, he realized that this step still contained such a secret.

Although he really wanted to explore the secret of this step again, the community was already brightly lit at this time, and he also knew that this place was not a place to stay for a long time.

I ran to the car parked at the foot of the mountain with some regrets, and I was happy about it. Even this not-so-distant journey was jumping down from the hillside.

Zhuanxu’s stewardship step  Level 1  18/100

Seeing the data on the system panel, the first level of the footwork has been upgraded to level 2 by one fifth, and he was full of expectations. He started the car and wanted to find a quiet place to practice footwork to see what changes will happen after level 2.

Just as the car started, he saw a dazzling headlight, illuminating the slightly dim road. He casually glanced on the rearview mirror and saw a familiar van.

The expression moved slightly, and the exploration technique was immediately activated.

It was Lu Xinyan who was sitting in the driver's seat.

The girl still had a smoky makeup, and her black eyes looked like she hadn't woken up.

She was wearing a tight black suspender, revealing a large piece of snow-white appearance on her chest. It turns out that this girl has never lacked nutrition since she was a child, otherwise she would not have developed so well.

The nails on the hand that were held on the steering wheel were painted in various colors, and a half-burned cigarette was sandwiched in the entire carriage.

"I forgot her, Lu Qinghui went to the drug rehabilitation center. I don't know if this girl still goes to school. Although she is already an adult, she is not a worry-free material at first glance. She doesn't care if she keeps it, just afraid it won't work!"

Zhao Fan patted his forehead with a wry smile and chuckled.

When Lu Peiang was dying, he entrusted his sister to him, but in fact he didn't think it was a big deal. After all, at that time he thought the Lu family was so rich, and Lu Xinyan was already an 18-year-old girl. As long as she was not sick or disaster, how could he need to help take care of her?

This subconscious mentality made Zhao Fan, who was not careful, ignore this girl without realizing it. It was not until he saw her again that he remembered that this girl is basically an older orphan, and is still a problem girl.

Before I could get off the car and say hello, there were waves of engine roar behind me, and a yellow McLaren arrived in an instant. In a flash, it arrived in front of the van driven by Lu Xinyan. Then it drifted beautifully, aiming the front of the car in the direction of the van.

"Go to death for me!"

Lu Xinyan on the van took a sip of cigarette and sprayed smoke in her mouth. Not only did she not slow down, but she stepped on the accelerator. The old van let out an old roar, and the speed increased a little, and rushed straight towards the McLaren in front.

"I'm so scared, Sister Yan is getting angry!"

McLaren leisurely retreated backwards, and sitting in the passenger seat was a girl who was almost the same age as Lu Xinyan. She stood up and compared her middle finger to the direction of the van, shouting loudly, and the young young man who was driving also made strange laughs, which was full of provocation.

"MMP, Lu Qinghui, if you hadn't lost all the cars at home, how could I be so angry?"

The McLaren, who was walking in the van, could not catch up with others, retreated. Lu Xinyan in the car gritted her teeth and whipped her hands on the steering wheel, and cursed her indiscriminately.

MMP?

Lu Qinghui of Dog Day?

Zhao Fan looked at her mouth and understood her words, and his head was covered with black lines.

Is that your father and mother good? Didn’t you scold yourself in this way?

"Sister Yan, hurry up. Let's go first. Let's see you in Longpan Mountain! If you are afraid, you can't come."

The woman on the McLaren screamed, and the roaring McLaren drifted beautifully again, and then turned around and left.

"I dare to race with me, I want you to lose and can't afford to wear pants!"

Lu Xinyan threw the cigarette butt out the window, lit another cigarette, and the van roared and headed far away.

"Racing? The family has become like this. Is this girl still in the mood to play with these?"

Zhao Fan shook his head and started the car, followed slowly behind the van, and did not rush to say hello to Lu Xinyan.

He was still a little afraid of trouble and was a little lucky. He hoped that Lu Xinyan could take care of herself and not let him worry. If he really wanted to let him take care of this problem, the girl would be so angry that she would think about it.

...

Zhao Fan remembered that when he was in college, he once took Mazart class and the teacher asked in front: "Students, when was the first time you came into contact with philosophy?"

A student below replied loudly: "Spring Festival Gala!"

The teacher asked him in confusion: "Spring Festival Gala? How could it be the Spring Festival Gala?"

The idiot said with a serious expression: "The philosophical mountain road is eighteen bends..., the philosophical water road is nine chains..."

Shibawan may not be so common in other places, but in Xiling City, which belongs to the hilly areas, it is so common.

The delta formed by the alluvial river water finally gave Xiling City a flat land that was not quite flat, but there were almost everywhere in the surrounding area such winding highways with eighteen turns, even twenty-eight turns and thirty-eight turns.

It's easier to find a place like this to play racing. There is even no speed measurement monitoring on this road, and no one can cause trouble for you no matter how you play it.

Because no one would think that life is long and speeding on such a road.

If you dare, the premise is that when you stretch your neck and look down at the cliff that cannot be seen at the bottom, your legs will not tremble. And you must also have the determination to die, because as long as you fall down, the person who comes will only say that you will collect the body, not search and rescue.

Everyone knows that if you go down, you will die.

Zhao Fan followed Lu Xinyan's broken van from afar, hovering back and forth along the curve that was almost folded at 30 degrees on Longpan Mountain, and his brows became tighter and tighter.

The most he saw along the way was a convex mirror, which was found on almost every curve. If there was no such thing, except for the crazy whistle, no one would know whether a car would suddenly rush out of the bend behind the mountain wall.

"I really don't take my life seriously. If professional drivers are not familiar with this kind of road, they will be defeated, let alone you guys?"

He muttered, Zhao Fan stepped on the accelerator and was about to stop Lu Xinyan. At least Lu Pei'ang entrusted this sister to her, so he couldn't watch her go to death, right?

Just when his car turned around and saw the scene behind the upper corner, it was already too late.

Behind the curve, there was already a mountain top, and there was a vast farmhouse yard. On the cement dojo at the entrance of the yard, eight sports cars were placed side by side.

The yellow McLaren I just saw is also there, there is also a Porsche 911 and a Ferrari 488...

All of them are luxury cars, and the market price of these cars is basically around five million.

Zhao Fan's Rolls-Royce Phantom seems to be less angry in front of these cars.

"A bunch of idiots!"

After seeing these cars, Zhao Fan smiled bitterly and shook his head, giving a pertinent evaluation.
Chapter completed!