C597 Steamed and Fried!
C597 Steamed and Fried!
Chu Feng was driving a Cars, as if he was an old driver, floating around on the road and performing all kinds of coquettish tricks.
The drivers on the road were all staring with their eyes wide open, wearing dazed expressions on their faces.
Of course.
Some old drivers who had been driving Cars for decades did not want to admit defeat and wanted to show off their skills to Chu Feng.
However, to their surprise, just as they were about to unleash their decades of elite car skills …
Suddenly.
They realized that Chu Feng's Lamborghini had already disappeared. They didn't know when it had flown them away.
At the intersection of a traffic light, a second before it turned into a red light, Chu Feng's Cars just happened to pass through the traffic light.
As for the Cars behind Chu Feng, they all stopped in front of the intersection to wait.
After the Cars stopped, the car owners inside could no longer hold themselves back and opened their windows one after another, sticking their heads out.
"Damn, this brother who is driving the Lamborghini is a little fierce. That Lightning Floating Soaring Lotus made my eyes hurt."
"Good heavens, I didn't check the calendar when I left today. I've been a driver for 20 years, and yet I've been bullied like this."
"From what I see, the one driving that Lamborghini is definitely a professional level Driver, and he's also very rich. I'm going to blow up that technical Cars."
At this time, a young man who was driving a Ferrari suddenly spoke up.
"You're wrong. He's definitely not a professional driver, because I don't know him."
Hearing the doubts of others, that person looked at the owner of the Ferrari unhappily.
"Oh, how can you be so sure that he isn't a professional like Driver? Didn't you see his overpowered driving skills?"
Hearing this, the owner of the Ferrari confidently smiled.
"Because I'm called Dazhi, and I'm a professional driver. I've never seen that person's driving skills before."
"If he's really in Driver's industry, I will definitely have an impression of his driving skills."
Can you make it?
Hearing this name, the surrounding car owners were all stunned, and then they all sucked in a breath of cold air.
"I remember a month ago, he was the champion of the season of Kart Bubbles. Wasn't he the guy who was called"
"Awesome! I didn't expect to meet such a famous person on the street today!"
"If this guy thinks the same, then the owner of the Lamborghini must not be a professional Driver."
"Uh, Chenshen, please forgive me. I didn't know you just now, so I wouldn't believe you."
"..."
Faced with the crowd's praises, Xiao Yan waved his hand and said with a faint smile.
"I'm not a big star. Everyone, there's no need to praise me so much. I'm just asking for the truth."
Immediately, the crowd started to flatter him again.
"Haha, Chenshen, you must be joking. The skill with which you drive a Bubble Cart is not just for show. You are my, Idol, from Soaring Sky to Soaring Sky."
"Even Chenshen is so modest. As expected of me, Idol. I believe you will definitely improve in the future."
Just as everyone was in the midst of praising Zhang Xuan, a laugh suddenly rang out.
"Haha …"
Everyone turned to look and saw that this person was also driving a speeding car. He was not that old.
"Well, I didn't expect to run into you when I went out to buy a bag of diapers."
When he saw the man, he gave him a startled look and quickly stepped forward to hug him.
"Fei De, long time no see, what a coincidence!"
After the two of them hugged each other for a while, they finally let go of each other with excitement written all over their faces.
It was as if he was a friend whom he had not seen for many years!
Kei was full of friendship and vigor.
After calming himself down, Fei Deji's expression turned serious.
"That driving skill of his is so terrifying!"
"Even when I was at my peak, I couldn't compare to him."
When he heard this, Luo Bu nodded his head with a serious expression.
"That's right, the owner of the Lamborghini just now, if he were to participate in the bubble carts' competition with me, then I'm afraid the champion would not be me."
Suddenly, someone shouted from the crowd.
"Speaking of which, isn't that the contestant who won the race over the year before? The retired Chenshen! "
Immediately, all the car owners could not help but suck in a breath of cold air.
"To think that these two Chenshen both felt inferior. Who was that person just now?"
"Sigh, it's laughable. I thought that the skill of the old driver who had roamed the streets for twenty years wouldn't lose to the owner of the Lamborghini, but in the end …"
"I've never admired anyone in my life, but I admire him. He's too damn amazing."
"..."
Suddenly, the group of car owners gathered together and chatted non-stop. The green light at the intersection flashed twice, but they had no desire to leave.
"Beep, beep..."
The loudspeakers behind them kept honking, but they were still immersed in their own world, as if they didn't hear anything.
Because of them, the traffic on this road was completely paralyzed, and all the cars on this road were completely blocked.
"..."
Chu Feng didn't know that he had caused another traffic paralysis because of him. At this moment, he was rushing towards the address that Schock had given him.
40 minutes later.
Chu Feng arrived at the address that Schiker had given him, which was also the Xuanming Hotel.
After entering the hotel, Chu Feng parked the Cars in the parking lot and entered the hotel alone.
The staff at the counter hurriedly walked over and asked Chu Feng after seeing him.
"Sir, do you have an appointment?"
"Our hotel was booked by an esteemed guest today. Without an appointment, you cannot enter."
Chu Feng smiled lightly and replied, "My name is Chu Feng, it was Schiker who called me over. He should have told you guys beforehand."
After hearing what Chu Feng said, the eyes of the front desk staff member lit up and a hint of respect appeared in his eyes.
"I see, it's Mr Chu. I am truly sorry for what happened just now. I will have you bring me to the top floor now."
"Mr. Scott hasn't arrived yet. I'll need about fifteen more minutes before I can meet with you. Please forgive me!"
Chu Feng smiled indifferently, waved his hand and said, "Fifteen minutes, I can still wait. First, get someone to take me up there."
Hearing this, the front desk staff quickly arranged a dozen or so people to escort Chu Feng to the top floor.
"Mr. Chu, is your shoulder sore? Do you need me to massage it for you?"
"Are you thirsty? Do you need me to pour you some tea? "
"Mr. Chu, do you need anything to eat?"
"..."
A group of people crowded around him, all sorts of cordial greetings and smiles on their faces.
His attitude made it seem as if Chu Feng was his father.
Chu Feng waved his hand impatiently and said.
"No need, all of you can leave. I don't need your hospitality."