I Really Didn’t Want to Be the Savior Chapter 59: 2 Ring Overlord

Magotan drives smoothly on the highway.

Ou Junlanggui is the young owner of the Ouhe Group, and his demeanor also has the temperament of a nouveau riche, but the amazing thing is that his driver drives very steadily.

Never run a light or press a yellow light, and never catch a horn just because someone blocked it.

The middle-aged driver looks as composed as his back.

Today, he wrote six songs in a row and played a drum. Chen Feng was a little tired, and he couldn't think of anything in common with Ou Junlang, so he closed his eyes in the car.

Ou Junlang didn't realize that he was being rude, but took it for granted.

In Ou Junlang's understanding, creation is an extremely brain-consuming thing.

He couldn't imagine how many brain cells he would burn to write six classics a day.

"Uncle Long, drive a little faster under the premise of being as stable as possible."

Ou Junlang said in a low voice.

He thought Chen Feng was asleep.

The driver named Uncle Long nodded, and then lightly stepped on the accelerator to keep the car's speed firmly above the speed limit of 80 on the main road in the city.

"Master, who is following?"

Uncle Long asked in a lower but calm voice.

"The thorn head that the young master of the Zhou family found. It's okay. When they get there, they will recognize me naturally. They should be able to understand my attitude and dare not mess around."

In fact, this is the reason why Ou Junlang insisted to send Chen Feng home.

Uncle Long asked: "The young master of the Zhou family is becoming more and more ignorant of the rules. Should I report it to the boss to avoid extra troubles?"

Ou Junlang shook his head, "Don't, my dad is annoyed when he sees me now. He wants to know that things like Zhou Ah and I are making a fuss, so he is afraid that he will clean up me first."

At this moment, with the loud noise, Magotan's body suddenly shook violently.

Uncle Long held the steering wheel tightly with both hands, and loudly reminded: "Master, sit tight! This man is crazy!"

Ou Junlang grabbed both sides of the seat with both hands, and reminded Chen Feng, "Master, don't sleep! I don't know where Zhou Ah got this lunatic, even my car dares to hit me!"

Chen Feng, who had been dozing since the beginning, didn't need him to remind him that he had already fastened his seat belt with lightning speed.

As soon as he fastened his seat belt, the Toyota Land Cruiser slammed into it with a desperate attitude.

This is definitely a veteran.

The angle of Lu Xun's impact is very subtle.

This proves that the Lu Xun's driver is extremely experienced.

Generally, a car with a high chassis collides with a car with a low chassis. The relationship between victory and defeat is not simply determined by the weight of the car. Off-road vehicles are easily overturned by ordinary sedan cars.

The point of this man's collision is that he can effectively avoid rollover.

Of course, this has advantages and disadvantages, that is, Magotan did not completely lose its balance.

If the driver of the Magotan is an unfamiliar novice, in this sudden crisis, he slams on the brakes, which may cause the wheels to slip, resulting in loss of direction and rollover.

But it is obvious that Uncle Long is experienced and not afraid of danger.

After another violent vibration, Magotan swayed, but remained steady.

In the car, Ou Junlang just took out his mobile phone and was about to call his father for help, but the shaking took the phone off his hands.

He scolded, "Chun the ghost!"

Then he craned his neck and looked worriedly at the back seat.

After all, Chen Feng is an ordinary person, I'm afraid he's scared enough.

I never thought that Chen Feng would still sit firmly, but instead he scolded Ou Junlang angrily, "Don't move! Sit well!"

Ou Junlang pursed his lips in confusion, sat down honestly, and was puzzled.

Why is my master so calm? It shouldn't be.

How could he know that even though Chen Feng did not participate in the war after a thousand years, he has received quite cruel formal military training, and he performed quite well in the training.

This little scene can't scare him.

"Fortunately, this person is not very good at hitting. If it hits our butt, I am afraid that it will not be able to stabilize."

After another collision, Ou Junlang said that seeing Uncle Long still stabilized, he felt a lot more at ease.

Uncle Long shouted loudly, "Master, don't be distracted! This person is not simple!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Xun rushed up again.

It turned out that before he knew it, Magotan had been hit into the lane on the far right.

"Fuck! He's going to knock us off the curb!"

Uncle Long, who never swears, has not been able to maintain his demeanor.

Seeing Lu Xun rushing up again, Uncle Long slammed the brakes to death.

The car body made a 180-degree rotation in place.

However, Lu Xun's driver is really a master, and he stepped on the brakes first, and swung the rear of the car sideways with a more violent attitude.

Lu Xun's rear just hit the rear of the Magotan, forcibly pushing the Magotan off the road.

Next to the road is a two-meter-high **** with a steep slope.

Uncle Long couldn't control it even if he possessed the car god.

The car body completely lost its balance, flipped over, rolled around the slope, and then fell headfirst to the ground.

Fortunately, the structure of the car body is good, so it is not completely deformed, and the three people are squeezed to death inside.

The three of them fell badly, but Chen Feng felt that he was only slightly injured.

"Are you all right?"

Chen Feng supported the roof of the car with one hand, and slowly unfastened the seat belt with the other hand, while opening his mouth first.

"Master, are you okay?"

Uncle Long who was in the driver's seat in front was not slow, he asked by slightly moving his face away from the airbag.

Fatty Ou was overweight and almost broke his safety belt~IndoMTL.com~ His face was buried in the airbag and it was difficult to breathe.

He waved his hands indiscriminately, and said in a loud voice, "It's alright, I can't die. Damn it, Zhou Ah! I won't kill you! I'll let you go!"

He's really **** off now.

"Let's go outside the car first to avoid fire and explosion."

Chen Feng and Uncle Long turned over almost at the same time.

The rear door on the left was completely deformed and could not be opened. Chen Feng had to move to the right again, trying to open the door.

At this moment, the driver's door was opened from the outside first.

"Yo. You're a dick, and your driving skills are good. What's the matter, didn't you still get overturned by my grandfather? Fight with your grandfather? You need to practice for two more years. What, the Second Ring Overlord, do you know?"

The owner of the voice sounded airy and young.

Chen Feng turned his head and saw a grinning face leaning against the door.

Under the dim light of the street lights in the distance, this man laughed wildly and wildly.

He first looked at Uncle Long, who was ignoring the calm, but then looked back at the back seat.

He was a little surprised to find that Chen Feng had actually gotten out of trouble and turned around.

"Mr. Chen is very capable. It didn't knock you out. It's amazing, I admire it. However, I thought it would be better for you to faint. After all, I'll have to interrupt you later. It's going to hurt a lot."

Chen Feng didn't have time to speak.

Ou Junlang, who was still head down on the co-pilot, was already scolding furiously.

"I will be your uncle's second-ring overlord! Don't you **** open your eyes to see who I am! Zhou A gave you tens of millions, and you **** dare to hit my car!"