204: C204 There Are Only a Few Pedestrians on Mt Qiuming

C204 There Are Only a Few Pedestrians on Mt Qiuming

His speed was getting faster and faster, almost pushing the speed of the coach to the mechanism.

"What is he trying to do? Is he not afraid of death?"

At this moment, Wang Quan's heart trembled.

As the saying goes, a barefooted person was not afraid of wearing shoes. Qin Luo's reckless actions had frightened him.

However, what happened next made his heart jump up to his throat.

Qin Luo, who was bending at full speed, was about to enter the bend when the front wheel of the car suddenly turned and fell into the drainage canal.

The front of the car was very close to the fence, only a few centimeters away.

"Wait for the car to be destroyed and people to die."

Wang Quan's lips curled into a cold smile.

Inside the coach...

Soong Shuhang widened his eyes and froze on the spot.

Zuo Long's eyes were tightly shut, waiting for death to arrive.

The woman's mouth was wide open, and she remained silent.

Crossing the highway at full speed without slowing down at all. Additionally, Lun Tai had even rushed down the highway. This was simply the standard configuration for cars to be destroyed and people to die.

They were already in complete despair.

However, in the next moment, everyone widened their eyes.

One centimeter, two centimeters, five centimeters, ten centimeters...

The distance between the front of the car and the guardrail grew larger and larger. With a "whoosh" sound, the coach whizzed past.

Success! Under the full throttle of the accelerator, it actually succeeded.

At this moment, the interior of the carriage was completely silent, and everyone's faces were filled with shock.

"Is this driving?" Zuo Long's eyes were dull as he stared blankly at Qin Luo. The corner of his mouth kept trembling...

At this moment, he had a new understanding of driving.

The eyes of the woman in the woven shirt were glowing as she looked at Qin Luo.

She had a high social status and was extremely talented. She was the best candidate for the national husband.

"Creak ~" The tires rubbed against the ground and let out an ear-piercing roar.

Siyu's body was moving sideways and it drifted forward...

Just as he was about to leave the bend, Wang Quan's vision blurred. A blue and white coach flashed by and he was instantly flung far behind him.

"What?" "How is this possible!" Wang Quan's eyes widened in shock.

He was prepared to overtake Qin Luo, but now, not only did he fail to surpass Qin Luo, he was also left far behind by Qin Luo. In a few flashes, the coach was getting further and further away from him.

Wang Quan was dumbfounded, dumbfounded. At this moment, he was completely stunned.

Crossing the drainage ditch? This was a technique that only existed in cartoons. However, at this moment, it was happening right in front of his eyes.2

He really wanted to ask Qin Luo, Classmate, did you jump out of the television?

"Ding ~ Congratulations to host for completing the mission."

" Reward: Study Achievement Point + 2333 "

Hearing the notification sound in his ear, Qin Luo slowly lowered the speed of the car and finally stopped by the side of the road.

As soon as he stopped the car, the three people in the car instantly pushed open the door and walked out.

"Wah! Wah!" They started to vomit.

At this moment, they swore in their hearts that they would never sit in Qin Luo's car again.

The reason was very simple.

Being someone else's car cost money, but riding Qin Luo's car cost them their lives.

It wasn't because he was afraid of an accident, but because he was scared to death!

He drove at full speed, using a drainage ditch to press against the front of the car. He used a coach to force a modified Siyu to not be able to raise her head!

If they hadn't personally experienced all of this, they wouldn't have believed anything they said.

"Coach, Uncle Song, is my second subject okay?" Qin Luo asked carefully.

Qin Luo's mouth twitched when he saw the three of them vomiting.

He seemed to have gone a little too far...

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