After dinner in the evening and telling Zhao Changzheng to get out, the three of them prepared to drive towards the suburbs of London. Angel did not express any objection to drag racing. Not only did she not object, she also asked Angel to buy a car for her and planned to go there too.

Take it easy.

Linghu bought a MOSLER 900 GTR XX Land Shark. This car is equipped with a GM LS7 V8 engine that can produce a terrifying 2,500 horsepower. In addition, KW Automotive’s suspension system, Recara seats, and Movit’s braking system (

(including ABS anti-lock braking system), WORK tires, European and American safety standard-level air-conditioning systems, and the artistic styling from the Alps, make this car extremely comfortable.

It takes only 2.5 seconds to reach a speed of 100 kilometers per hour from standstill, and has a top speed of 491 kilometers per hour. It is truly a road devil.

Angel bought an R8 produced by Audi, with a 4.2L V8FSI engine, a top speed of 300 kilometers per hour, a manual 6-speed transmission, and a mid-mounted engine to ensure ample power, just like Iron Man.

"Too bad, too bad!" Linghu kept complaining that the car was too bad, which was not the effect she wanted.

"Is this the first time?" Zhao Ziyang felt very unbelievable. What Linghu bought was the world's number one road devil. How can you not be satisfied with this?

"Special Forces, if this car is left to Pandora for a day, the speed will definitely exceed 600 kilometers per hour, and the speed from 100 kilometers per hour will be controlled within two seconds." Linhu pouted and said to Zhao Ziyang, with a dissatisfied expression on his face.

This car has not been modified in any way. If you drive this car to drag race with those modified cars, you may not be able to gain an advantage.

However, Zhao Ziyang didn't like this car very much. He wanted to pay attention to the Audi R8 driven by Angel. This car had extremely smooth lines and looked very comfortable. The Linghu car was a bit abstract for Zhao Ziyang.

At ten o'clock in the evening, the three of them came to the suburbs of London. Under the leadership of Linghu, they found the place where the drag racing gang gathered. It seemed that Linghu was an expert in it.

When Lingo's Land Shark drove to the place where drag racing parties gathered, it immediately caused a scream. This car is so cool that everyone who is keen on drag racing wants to own one, but its price is not affordable by ordinary people.

, and buying such a car is not something you can do with money.

As for the Audi R8 driven by Angel, no one even took a look at it. This car is too ordinary and will be overwhelmed when you get here.

There were a lot of people outside the car, and there were countless beauties and cars. From time to time, the roar of sports cars could be heard entering the area. This was a country road in the suburbs of London. At night, it was dominated by these racing gangs, and the police had no way to control them.

Go and ask.

If there is one place in London that is the liveliest at night, it is undoubtedly here. This gathering place for racing parties is called London Station One.

The three people parked the car and got out. A group of fanatical racing parties rushed to the Land Shark. They touched the body of the Land Shark with their hands and felt the infinite charm of this car.

"Bastards, it's best not to touch randomly. If you touch something bad, I will let you know what regret is!" Linhu, who was wearing a leather jacket and skirt, warned these guys.

"Hey, handsome guy, is this your car?" A sexy and coquettish blonde pointed at the R8 and asked Zhao Ziyang. She saw Zhao Ziyang walking out of the car.

The girl naturally put her arms on Zhao Ziyang's shoulders, her face full of provocation.

However, Zhao Ziyang cleverly dodged over, pointed at Angel and said, "This is her car, not mine."

The girl glanced at Angel, turned away with a jealous expression on her face. She was a woman, and she was immediately hit after seeing Angel, who was also a woman. There was no way, Angel's appearance would really make many women feel inferior to the point of committing suicide.

of.

"Special Forces." Angel pointed to the various crowds around and said to Zhao Ziyang: "If you want to pick up girls, this is the best place.

Angel is right, this is indeed the best choice for picking up girls. If you own a stylish sports car, these charming girls will not mind getting in your car and following you to the hotel. And the people here are not that

They are all kind of hooligans. They all have legitimate professions. During the day, they are white-collar workers in the company, young ladies from rich families, and ladies of wealthy families. At night, they are coquettish and charming little wild cats, meowing and gently scratching your heart with their claws.

The most important thing is that they are very open-minded, and one-night stands are a pleasant way of life for them.

"No more." Zhao Ziyang smiled, knowing that An Qier was deliberately teasing him.

It's a good place to pick up girls, and there are a lot of beauties, but the words came from Angel's mouth, and he wouldn't dare to try it here even to death. Zhao Ziyang, who is not stupid, can certainly feel the slightest connection between him and Angel.

Likewise, he was sure that if he picked up a girl, Angel's face would be extremely cold.

Besides, I am still a genuine virgin, so being fucked by such a woman seems a bit of a loss...

"Really not going?" An Qier asked Zhao Ziyang with her charming eyes open.

"I really don't want to go." Zhao Ziyang honestly said what was in his heart.

"If you don't go pick up girls, I'll go find a handsome guy." After An Qier said this, she left Zhao Ziyang and walked forward.

Angel walked forward with a coquettish smile on her face, and she was like a completely different person. If she was an iceberg in the past, now here and now she is a delicate rose in full bloom, full of amorous feelings that drive men crazy.

The short skirt and small suit make Angel's tall figure look extremely sexy. Coupled with her natural aristocratic temperament, she stands out from the crowd as soon as she appears.

Five or six well-dressed men immediately gathered around Angel as soon as they saw her. They started chatting with Angel with smiles on their faces, showing off their masculine side and hoping to win Angel's favor.

Several dumped women looked at them with resentment. It was obvious that these men were here to pick up girls. When better prey appeared, they would not hesitate to get rid of the prey that they could eat or not.

Zhao Ziyang, who looked stunned, took a long time to regain his composure, shook his head gently and walked towards Linghu. He was not worried about what would happen to An Qier, this little girl was ruthless.

"Hi, special forces, let me introduce you." Linghu waved to Zhao Ziyang. When he came to his side, he put his arm around him and said to a British man with a graceful and elegant face: "Sir Philip, Yang."

Sir Philip smiled and extended his right hand to Zhao Ziyang, with a very noble expression. Nobility was mixed with arrogance, which is a common trait of British people, not to mention that he also received a knighthood.

"Hello."

"Hello."

Zhao Ziyang and Phillip shook hands lightly, and they were introduced to each other by Linghu.

"Luca, your boyfriend is very elegant." Sir Philip smiled reservedly and praised Zhao Ziyang.

"Of course, he is from China." Linghu hugged Zhao Ziyang's arm tighter.

Phillip's words were just a way of talking, but when he heard that Zhao Ziyang was Chinese, the smile on his face grew stronger.

China is a country of etiquette. This is known to foreign countries, but only those who have reached a certain level know about it.

Confucianism was spread abroad, and a large number of foreigners began to study Confucianism. After studying it, they realized that China is indeed a country of civilization and etiquette. But ordinary people do not think so. They still regard China as a poor and backward country that litters everywhere.

nationality.

"Thank you." Zhao Ziyang smiled and said to Phillip: "Your demeanor is impressive. I can't find anyone more elegant than you."

Zhao Ziyang praised Philip against his will. Looking at his reserved smile, he muttered in his heart: The British are indeed a bunch of self-righteous guys, arrogant and hypocritical!

Zhao Ziyang, who guest-starred as Linghu's boyfriend, looked for Angel with his eyes, but unfortunately there were too many people and he couldn't see where Angel had gone.

"Sir Philip, have you brought enough money?" Linghu said to Philip with a smile, and gently pinched Zhao Ziyang to tell him not to look around.

"No problem." Philip smiled softly, still so reserved.

But there was a hint of pain in this guy's reserve. I don't know why he had this expression.

"Okay, as usual, we'll see you later." Linghu smiled at Phillip, tossed his blond hair back, and pulled Zhao Ziyang away.

Zhao Ziyang nodded to Phillip as a temporary farewell.

"Special Forces, have you remembered him?" Linghu, who was holding Zhao Ziyang's arm, asked him.

"Remember." Zhao Ziyang nodded, knowing that Linghu had a certain intention in letting the two of them get to know each other.

"Just remember, this Philip is a rich man, and he has a lot of commissions every year, hehe..."

There is definitely not a small amount of money that can attract Linghu's attention. It seems that this Philip is indeed a super big benefactor and can bring huge profits to lurkers.

"Linghu, thank you." Zhao Ziyang thanked Linghu very sincerely.

"You're welcome." Linghu said to Zhao Ziyang with a sly smile: "You only need to give me 10% of the commission. You know, any intermediary has to charge money. Only if it can promote our cooperation with him

relation."

Zhao Ziyang was speechless when he heard this. It turned out that this was what Linghu had planned to become an agent. It was really dark. Rodriguez's professional mercenary agent only charged 5%. Linghu was really

When it gets dark, I don't even blink my eyes.

"Boom...boom..." A violent roar of the engine came, and a Porsche Carrera GT drove slowly over like a beast, attracting the attention of everyone present.

Porsche is considered a top sports car here, but it is not eye-catching. There are many top sports cars here, including Aston Martin DB9, Lamborghini Phantom, Chrysler ME-Four-Twelve, FORD GT, Enzo Ferrari, Bugatti Veyron.

Dragon wait.

But the key is that the sound made by the engine of this car gives people a shocking feeling, which can directly remind people of a beast with teeth and claws. This is the result of modification, and even Zhao Ziyang, who doesn't know much about cars, can hear it.

The power of this car.

"A first-class 10-cylinder engine racing power system, the engine capacity is increased to 5.7 liters, the maximum output power is 450 kilowatts at 8000 rpm and the maximum output torque is 590 Nm at 5750 rpm, the top speed is 330 kilometers per minute

Hours." Angel's eyes were fixed on the approaching car, muttering a series of data, but then she quickly curled her lips and muttered to herself: "Which idiot just forcibly upgraded the 10-cylinder to a 12-cylinder, and still...

Use old turbocharger technology, idiot, really idiot!"

"Oh, Linghu, what's the difference between this? Doesn't it mean that the more powerful the engine, the faster the car will run?" Zhao Ziyang asked puzzledly.

"Idiot!" Linghu turned his head and glanced at Zhao Ziyang, and said to him like an idiot: "Your 95th rifle and ammunition are all Pandora's special features for you, right? The rate of fire has been greatly improved on the original basis, and also

This means that the barrel must withstand greater pressure. If the barrel is made of seamless steel tubes, do you think the barrel can withstand it?"

This metaphor was so appropriate that Zhao Ziyang immediately understood its meaning: a car engine that is too powerful may not necessarily be a good thing. If other accessories are not configured to match the engine, the car itself is bound to have various problems, just like changing a gun.

.

With the roar of the Porsche, the crowd naturally parted a path to let the beast pass. Behind the car were two ordinary vehicles, which parked aside with the Porsche.

The car door opened with a "pop" sound, and a Chinese man with the same skin color as Zhao Ziyang stepped out. Following the Chinese man, a dozen tough Chinese men got out of the car behind him. They looked familiar.
Chapter completed!