The next second, the tall and mighty figure of the Raptor 300 caught the eyes of everyone in the live broadcast room, causing a burst of exclamations.

[This! This! What kind of car is this? It’s so big! It’s almost as big as a pickup truck! ]

[This is not a car! It's clearly a tank! ]

[Anyone who knows cars, come and tell me what kind of car this is? I have never even seen the logo. ]

At this time, a netizen named "My name is Han Yuruo" sent a message, which attracted everyone's attention.

[Oh my god! What did I see! It’s the Raptor 300! I must be dreaming! ! ]

[Raptor 300? I haven't heard of it. I've only heard of Santana 2000. The above person is talking halfway and shits all the time! ]

[You may not have heard of the Raptor 300, but you have definitely heard of Rolls-Royce. The Raptor series is produced by their company, and each model is a limited edition. There are only ten of this Raptor 300 in China. According to gossip, the price of one is at least 80 million, and there is no market for it. All of them have been bought by some super-rich people as collections. Unexpectedly, the anchor has one here! ! ]

[Oh my god! Is this true?! The anchor is so rich! !]

[Anchor, please support me! The kind that can warm the bed and act like a spoiled child~]

[I originally thought that the anchor’s life was quite hard, but I didn’t expect that… the clown turned out to be me… woohoo. ]

Seeing everyone's comments, Meng Fei didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and quickly explained: "Actually, this car is not mine. Remember the two young men I rescued from White Bone Peak some time ago? They left this car here. Qiu Bo drove away with my car, so I can only borrow their car for now."

After that, Meng Fei wanted to open the car door, but he found that the door handle was too high. Even with his height of 187, he could only barely touch the door handle and could not exert any force at all. In desperation, Meng Fei had to grab the railing by the door with one hand, step on the pedal with one foot, and then pull hard, and then he successfully opened the car door.

When Meng Fei got into the car, he immediately felt an unprecedented experience. The seat of this off-road vehicle is very high, almost higher than the dashboard, and the windshield surrounds the entire front, providing more vision. This unique design makes Meng Fei feel like he is sitting in a huge mechanical monster, with a king-like vision. He can clearly see the road ahead and the surrounding scenery, everything is in sight.

This visual impact shocked Meng Fei. He had never thought that he would have such a strong feeling while sitting in a car, as if the whole world was at his feet. This feeling of dominating the world made his heart surge with blood. He wanted to step on the accelerator immediately and enjoy the thrill brought by speed and passion.

Thinking of this, Meng Fei lit a fire.

"boom!"

A huge engine roar was heard, and even Meng Fei, who was sitting in the car, was shocked.

Meng Fei lightly placed his toes on the accelerator, and in an instant, the whole car rushed out like an arrow and rushed towards the gate.

Meng Fei was startled and quickly stepped on the brakes, finally stabilizing the car body. At this time, the front of the car was less than a finger's distance from the gate.

Meng Fei let out a long sigh, got out of the car to pick a bunch of vegetables from the vegetable garden, then went into the house to get two mineral water bottles of medicinal wine, then he opened the gate and drove out of the village.

The car was speeding all the way, and the surrounding scenery was rapidly receding. Meng Fei felt very happy. The journey that originally took 3 hours was completed in just one and a half hours.

When he arrived at the county, wherever Meng Fei passed, people looked at him with shock and envy. It was obvious that they had never seen such a giant steel off-road vehicle.

Meng Fei ignored everyone and drove directly to Uncle Qin's house. As soon as he stopped the car, Uncle Qin rushed out from the yard at a trot.

Seeing that it was Meng Fei, Uncle Qin was stunned. He looked up at the sky and couldn't help but wonder.

"No? I clearly heard thunder just now, did I hear it wrong? Hey! Meng boy, you are here, come in quickly, you said you were here, what else do you bring, huh? What is this?"

Seeing the two bottles of mineral water in Meng Fei's hands, Uncle Qin was a little confused. He had seen people sending rice, noodles and gifts, but this was the first time he saw someone sending mineral water, and only two bottles.

Meng Fei grinned and said mysteriously, "Uncle Qin, this is a good thing. Come and smell it."

Meng Fei gently unscrewed the bottle cap and held the bottle mouth to Uncle Qin's nose. However, before he could get close, a strange and strong aroma of wine, like a ferocious beast, instantly broke through the bottleneck and rushed straight into Uncle Qin's nose.

The aroma of the wine had a unique charm and impact, as if it had its own vitality, stimulating Uncle Qin's olfactory nerves crazily, making him unable to resist.

Uncle Qin's eyes suddenly widened, his face full of excitement: "This!! This!!! Oh my!!! Good wine!! Quickly cover it, the smell will dissipate soon. This good wine will be wasted if it is not paired with some good food. Don't leave at noon today, I'll prepare some good food and we can drink it together."

Meng Fei smiled and said decisively: "Uncle Qin, I drove here today and have to go back at noon. I will accompany you next time."

Meng Fei was actually thinking about Uncle Qin. If Uncle Qin drank the medicinal wine he made at noon, he wouldn't have to go out this afternoon and could sleep until tomorrow noon.

Hearing Meng Fei's polite refusal, Uncle Qin felt a little regretful, but then he took the bottle of wine with joy and welcomed Meng Fei into the house.

"Meng boy, please sit down first. I'll go get the knife."

After saying that, Uncle Qin rushed into the blacksmith room. After a while, he came out holding a sheepskin bag. At this time, Uncle Qin's eyes showed excitement, and even his hands holding the sheepskin bag were shaking.

"Here, Meng, here's the knife. It's very old. It can be said that this knife is the best work I have ever made. Take it out and have a look."

Under Uncle Qin's expectant gaze, Meng Fei carefully opened the sheepskin package.

There were two quaint short knives lying quietly inside, each as long as a forearm. The handles and scabbards were made of some unknown wood, with rows of natural patterns on them, which looked quaint yet elegant.

Meng Fei picked up one of them and slowly pulled open the scabbard.

In an instant, a cold light appeared, and the whole room seemed to be lit up by this cold light.

Meng Fei couldn't help but take a breath.