Chapter 198: Terrible Waking Up Qi

Nan Ming got out of the car with the balancing car that had been placed under his feet. Looking back, there was a newspaper on the back seat.

This is yesterday's newspaper, and the headline on the front page is a huge photo of the drone Xiaobai and Jiang Sanjia.

"Little uncle, don't stay outside, it's dangerous!" Seeing Nanming getting off the car, Lu Rongrong was going crazy. This is a track, and there will be speeding cars coming from behind at any time. It's too dangerous for Nanming to stand there. Strictly speaking, parking here is also very dangerous now.

"Dangerous? I am the most dangerous right now." Nan Ming said coldly.

Wake-up anger and anger are mixed together, Nan Ming is like a waking beast.

Lu Rongrong wanted to say something, but she didn't know. Looking at Nan Ming now, she always felt a little scared. It didn't seem like the Nan Ming who could talk and laugh on weekdays.

Nanming ignored Lu Rongrong, he stretched out his hand and pointed forward: "Xiaobai, start the navigation mode, detect the path, and formulate the route."

Then he stepped on his balance bike.

A white balance bike with flames painted on both sides and wheels less than 30 centimeters in diameter. This small and exquisite balance bike is Nan Ming's means of transportation. No matter where Nan Ming goes, he always takes it with him.

Lu Rongrong once laughed at Nan Ming in his heart, thinking his little balance bike was really funny, and felt that Nan Ming didn't understand what speed and passion were at all.

At this moment, he saw Nan Ming's body leaning forward, and there was a sharp squeaking sound, and the rapidly rotating tires of the balancing car left a black mark on the ground, rushing forward with terrifying acceleration, instantly disappeared around the corner.

Is this a balance car?

This fucking balance car?

This is a rocket car!

"Crack..." Lu Rongrong opened his mouth too wide and dislocated.

He didn't even feel the pain, there was just a blank in his mind at this moment.

In the night, Xiaobai was flying high in the air. The camera below continuously mapped the current real-time road conditions. After the information was processed, it was sent to Nan Ming's mobile phone, and a precise road map was displayed in front of Nan Ming.

Xiaobai calculated Nan Ming's speed and path, and continuously sent reminders through the earphones, making Nan Ming fly close to the ground in the night like a bullet that could turn.

Not far ahead, the taillights of the car are already in sight, and the Camaro is just ahead. Compared with Nanming's speed, the Camaro seems to have stopped.

Yang Fan was laughing while driving, and the coquettish woman sitting in the co-pilot was also laughing crazily, her face with excessive make-up was grim, and she looked like a ghost under the constantly shaking street lights.

There has been no sound of other cars for a long time, and it seems that the car has suffered.

As for the consequences? He doesn't care, anyway, no matter what the consequences are, his father can settle them.

There was another bend ahead, and Yang Fan turned the corner familiarly.

At this moment, he suddenly heard a knock on the window, and when he turned his head, he saw a person floating outside the window like a ghost.

"How could it be!" Yang Fan almost lost his direction, and quickly stabilized. There are several consecutive bends ahead. Although it is not a hairpin turn, the road is very complicated, and Yang Fan dare not be distracted.

"Dong dong." The person outside knocked on the window again, and pointed down. Suddenly, the woman in the co-pilot lowered the window.

Now I can see it more clearly. It looks like a teenager, wearing cycling glasses and a riding mask, and the voice is a little scattered by the wind: "Sorry, you lost something."

Then he saw the boy suddenly disappear out of the window, and in the next second, reappear beside him.

At that moment, Nan Ming slowed down slightly, and circled from the back of the car to the left of the car. It felt like he could fly.

He held a newspaper in both hands, unfolded it, and put it on the Camaro's front windshield with a smile.

The strong wind pressure crushed the newspaper and stuck it to the windshield of the car.

At this time, the Camaro has just entered the second corner.

"Damn it!" Yang Shao felt a sudden chill in his heart.

Nan Ming's body straightened instantly, and the balance car stopped strangely, as if it violated the laws of physics. In front of him, the Camaro slammed into the mountain wall obliquely, and the front of the car stopped instantly, as if it was paper.

Screaming, crashing, and overturning, it's like playing GTA5.

"boom!"

The huge impact made Nan Ming rub his head and yawned again.

Waking up seems to have subsided a bit.

The moment Xiaobai found out about Nanming, he sent a message to Zhao Gaofeng's cell phone. He looked down, and the scene almost scared him to death.

Then Nanming took over Xiaobai's control, and Zhao Gaofeng's video was cut off.

Zhao Gaofeng was worried, he stepped on the accelerator all the way, saw the red wild horse parked by the side of the road, quickly stopped the car and rushed over, and saw Lu Rongrong burst into tears and opened his mouth wide.

Zhao Gaofeng's heart skipped a beat: "Where is Brother Nan! Where did he go? What happened?"

Lu Rongrong's tears flowed even more, and Zhao Gaofeng suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart, and grabbed Lu Rongrong: "What's wrong with Brother Nan? Tell me quickly! Tell me quickly!"

Could it be that another killer came to kill Nan Ming?

At that moment, Zhao Gaofeng wanted to die.

"Ahhh!" Lu Rongrong couldn't speak, and could only make a sound of ahhh, pointing to her chin with tears streaming down her face.

Nan Ming is fine! My jaw is dislocated! Don't ask me anything, just get my jaw back!

It hurts!

Finally, Zhao Gaofeng understood what Lu Rongrong meant, he stretched out his hand and pushed it, Lu Rongrong's chin finally returned to the correct position, he wiped away his tears and said: "Little uncle, he is fine, he just chased after him Already!"

"Catch up?" Zhao Gaofeng was also dumbfounded, he didn't know how fast Nan Ming's balance car could go.

Nanming is always tired in school, that kind of road, he can't get up quickly even if he wants to.

Zhao Gaofeng didn't dare to delay, he drove Lu Rongrong to the co-pilot, and drove the wild horse by himself, galloping away.

From a long distance, he heard a loud bang in front of him. Zhao Gaofeng stepped on the accelerator to the bottom and galloped around the corner all the way. Lu Rongrong was dumbfounded.

What he didn't know was that at this time, Zhao Gaofeng had already performed completely beyond normal. He didn't even notice how shocking his driving skills were, and he was only concerned about Nan Ming.

Ye Ma turned to the second curve of the series of bends, and saw a car overturned on the side of the road, two people were hung upside down by seat belts, exchanging blood, life and death unknown, Nan Ming stood on the side of the road, scratching his head, She looked a little dazed just after waking up.

Behind him, the crescent moon hangs above his head, like the cold scythe of death.

For some reason, Lu Rongrong felt that Nan Ming was really unfamiliar at this time. Even when Nan Ming suppressed Chu Chunhui back then, the shock to him was not as great as it is now.

At this time, Nan Ming seemed to be a completely different person.

Zhao Gaofeng bit his lip. When Nanming killed Li Tubin, was he like this now?

No, it doesn't seem to be completely, the current Nanming is almost completely controlled by instinct, impulsiveness is the nature of a teenager, but Nanming suppresses it so that he doesn't look like a teenager on weekdays.

In that state on weekdays, Nan Ming is the kind and amiable person, but whenever his reason or instinct suppresses the other, this person seems to become terrible.

Zhao Gaofeng got off the car, walked up to Nan Ming carefully, and asked in a low voice, "What's going on?"

"Uh... I don't know." Nan Ming scratched his head, "It seems that he bumped into it by himself."

He was half asleep and half awake just now, so he didn't know what was going on.

After speaking, Nan Ming seemed to have returned to Zhao Gaofeng's most familiar appearance, smiling dazedly and too lazy.

Zhao Gaofeng looked at Nan Ming carefully, and after confirming that there was nothing wrong, he walked up to the overturned Camaro, touched the necks of the two people behind him, and breathed a sigh of relief. The two people just passed out They are all still alive, and from the outside, there are no fatal injuries, and there is not much bloodshed.

In the distance, the sound of police sirens was vaguely heard, and several cars roared, fleeing in panic, but the police had arranged so many checkpoints in various places that they might have already set up checkpoints, how could it be possible for these people to escape so easily?

Zhao Gaofeng called 120, and turned his head to see that Nan Ming had retracted into the co-pilot of the Mustang, with his head shrunk, and he seemed to be asleep again.

He thought about it, and called He Shan again. The matter here must be dealt with.

After making the phone call, he told Nanming and Lu Rongrong: "When the police come later, you don't know anything, understand?"

"Understood." Lu Rongrong nodded obediently. (To be continued.)