Chapter 153 Song Shuangxu, Don't Be Afraid
"Zheng Zuye?" Shuang Xu asked when he saw the sports car turning around and catching up with him. "What does he want to do?"
The fiery red Lamborghini roared up from the right and drove side by side with them.
The distance was too close and the speed was over a hundred yards, which made Shuang Xu, who was sitting in the passenger seat, feel an instinctive sense of danger.
Zheng Zuye blew her a kiss.
He Tingzhou was steering the car, and glanced at me coldly.
Zheng Zuye's purpose was obviously not just to catch up and provoke. He deliberately drove close to Frost Xu, as if it was a deliberate and malicious threat.
"Are you scared?" He Tingzhou asked.
"A little bit." Shuang Xu frowned and said, "A normal person wouldn't crash into each other and both sides would get hurt, but a fool like Zheng Zuye might not."
She seldom swore, and this was the first time He Tingzhou heard such words from her.
"Who did you learn that from? I never taught you to swear." He was actually in the mood to chuckle, "Sit still."
As he spoke, he stepped on the accelerator, turned the steering wheel swiftly and dangerously, and forced his way in front of the Lamborghini.
Zheng Zuye tried to get on the right side again, but He Tingzhou moved his car to the right and pushed him back. There were many cars in the city, and the road on the right was blocked, so he forced Zheng Zuye to follow from the left.
Zheng Zuye stretched one hand out of the window and raised his middle finger at him.
As one of the three great cars, the 918 has been used as a means of transportation in Shuangxu's hands for several months. Like a beast forced to hibernate, it finally has the opportunity to show its power today.
As if to bring out all the performance that is usually wasted, it showed the superb qualities of a top-level sports car in the hands of He Tingzhou, and it moved freely in the traffic during the evening rush hour in Yancheng.
No one knows what has stimulated this idiot Zheng Zuye. Today he sticks to them like a dog-skin plaster and they can't get rid of him.
Two sports cars were racing on the road, one after the other, each one clinging to the other.
The light at the intersection turned red and a bunch of cars stopped. He Tingzhou had to slow down and stop the car. When Zheng Zuye caught up with them, he bumped lightly into the back of their car.
Shuang Xu thought that her judgment about this second-generation rich kid was correct.
Just as he was thinking about it, Zheng Zuye backed the car up a little distance and crashed into it again.
The force of the collision was neither light nor heavy enough to cause a traffic accident, but it was enough to arouse people's anger.
Naked provocation.
The red light lasted for 90 seconds, and he kept going back and forth, deliberately bumping the rear of the 918 several times, like a dog in heat.
Not to mention He Tingzhou, even Shuang Xu wanted to beat him up.
She looked at He Tingzhou.
He Tingzhou's long, bony fingers tapped rhythmically on the steering wheel, his brows filled with indifference.
Shuang Xu didn't see his eyes, so she didn't catch the deep disgust hidden in his eyes.
She was a little surprised that He Tingzhou could remain so calm despite being provoked like this. After all, the word "forbearance" did not exist in He Tingzhou's dictionary.
"Aren't you angry?"
He Tingzhou said leisurely: "I have a good temper."
The traffic light turned green, and He Tingzhou was originally planning to go out for dinner, but he turned in the opposite direction of his destination.
"This is the way to the suburbs." Shuang Xu turned his head and said.
He Tingzhou spoke in a casual tone with a hint of coldness: "The air in the suburbs is good, take the dog for a walk."
As he spoke, the car speed continued to increase, and the pointer on the dashboard quickly soared, approaching the limit.
The speed was too fast and Shuang Xu quickly grabbed the seat belt.
Behind, Zheng Zuye's Lamborghini followed closely.
The road leading to the suburbs was wide and flat with few cars. The 918's performance was brought to its limit, leaving Zheng Zuye hanging behind it like a dog. Although he couldn't get rid of it, he could never catch up.
He ran like this for twenty minutes, passing several intersections. The road became more and more remote, and fully loaded trucks passed by from time to time.
He Tingzhou suddenly slowed down, and Zheng Zuye took the opportunity to merge from the left, and then he even pushed the front of the car diagonally towards the 918 to avenge himself for being shunned just now.
The bumps caused Shuang Xu's body to shake, and He Tingzhou stepped on the brakes.
The Lamborghini braked immediately and stopped.
At the same time, He Tingzhou tilted his head and said to her: "Song Shuangxu, don't be afraid."
Shuang Xu was about to answer that she was not afraid, but He Tingzhou suddenly stepped on the gear without warning, stepped on the accelerator to the bottom, and rushed towards the Lamborghini head-on.
Zheng Zuye didn't have time to react before the front of the 918 had already hit his tilted car, and the powerful force pushed it directly into the opposite lane.
A truck came towards him with a sharp horn blaring. Zheng Zuye was sweating coldly. He stepped on the accelerator and turned the steering wheel in a panic, and crashed directly into the roadside guardrail.
The airbag popped out during the collision, and when he opened the door and got out of the car, the 918 had already left him behind and drove away.
"Fuck it!" Zheng Zuye kicked the sports car while swearing.
In the car, Shuang Xu came back to his senses from his shock and glanced at He Tingzhou.
"Is this your good temper?" she said, "Do you have any misunderstanding about good temper?"
He Tingzhou raised his eyebrows: "I played with him for half an hour, and my temper is not good enough?"
“…”
Cannot be refuted.
"Are you scared?" He Tingzhou reached out and touched her face, his voice was calm and confident, "Don't worry, I won't let anything happen to you."
Shuang Xu shook his head: "No."
He had been avoiding Zheng Zuye from getting close to her side. Besides, to deal with someone like Zheng Zuye, he had to be ruthless.
She just realized that the hatred between the two was far deeper than she had expected.
After returning to the city, Shuang Xu got out of the car and checked the body of the car. The white paint had been scratched with many marks. The impact of the front of the car was quite severe and there was already obvious deformation.
He Tingzhou called someone to clean up the mess and sent her car for repair.
While eating, Shuang Xu asked, "What's the grudge between you and Zheng Zuye?"
He Tingzhou picked up the words on the fish meat slowly with chopsticks, and said casually: "I gave him a second life. I am his second parent."
It’s similar to what Shuang Xu guessed. The person he almost killed in the legend must be Zheng Zuye.
It's just the first time I heard someone say "I almost killed him" in such a grand manner.
Given He Tingzhou's personality of not taking anyone seriously, if Zheng Zuye had not done something unforgivable, he would not have used such harsh measures.
"What did he do?" Shuang Xu wanted to know more.
He Tingzhou put the selected fish in front of her: "Why are you thinking about him when you are eating with me?"
Shuang Xu looked at him for a while, then lowered his head to eat the fish.
He didn't want to say it, and she could see it.