"I didn't expect that in my lifetime, I could actually follow Xiaoyou Lu and fulfill my dream of racing."

"Haha, die without regrets, die without regrets!"

Song Yufeng put down the map in his hand, his face flushed and he laughed openly.

Lu Fan glanced at him curiously: "I didn't expect that the elder of the Song family is actually a racing racer. Do your tribe know that you still have a hobby?"

Lu Fan could see that Song Yufeng was extremely professional in identifying and guiding the way.

"Are you a navigator?"

Lu Fan suddenly realized something.

"no."

Song Yufeng smiled bitterly and shook his head: "When I was so old with you, China had just started racing activities. At that time, I happened to be the martial arts coach in Guangzhou, and I also took care of more than a thousand young people."

"At that time, the streets in Guangzhou late at night were almost a natural large racing stadium."

"I was the first to take on a great job at that time and always wanted to make some achievements to be recognized by the family, so I was very strict in discipline with my disciples and were not allowed to participate in any activities other than martial arts practice."

"But young people are not young and energetic, can they still call them young people?"

Song Yufeng glanced at Lu Fan: "Just like you. In order to catch them, I learned to drive and be familiar with their racing routes, just to block those little bastards on the road and teach them a lesson. Not only is I better at martial arts than them, but even if I play racing, they are not my opponents."

"I don't let them fear me, but let them be convinced."

Speaking of this, he smiled bitterly: "But who knows that this is a long road of no return..."

As she was talking, Song Yufeng's face suddenly darkened and she whispered: "We seem to have been followed again."

Lu Fan looked at the rearview mirror at the same time. Gradually, his brows frowned slightly, and a touch of solemnity appeared on his face.

The road he is walking now is still the bustling city avenue, with many vehicles coming and going around, but you can still see the traffic behind you, following five Japanese cars of different colors and styles.

"We were bitten to death." Lu Fan said slowly.

Song Yufeng also stared at the convoy in the rearview mirror: "Now we are in a prosperous area, they dare not attack us blatantly, but in a dozen minutes, we will leave this urban area and enter the airport avenue."

"I looked at the map and it took twenty minutes to get there at least. These twenty minutes were enough for them to dispatch troops, arrange arrangements, and stop them outside the airport."

"So my plan is to catch the time and sank their encirclement before they can match it, and rush out directly and don't give them the chance to lock the hole."

"Anyway, our whereabouts are exposed to their sight, just to compare who is faster!"

"They lock the hole first, we will die."

"We rush out first, and we can go back to China."

In the rearview mirror, more and more vehicles are constantly coming from various streets and joining behind the cars.

It has gradually occupied most of the streets, and it is very stance that it wants to gather with all its strength and pursue the whole city.
Chapter completed!