4

"Hey, I'm 'fuck'?" Duan Feifan was shocked when he turned around.

He didn't know if Jiang Kuo was not smart enough or was determined to cause trouble. This was the first time he was so old that someone was so persistent in provoking him repeatedly within two hours with an unsupported bodyguard.

Extremely shocked.

After two seconds of shock, Ding Zhe said, "Awesome, this sound."

"The thing that brain is deficient in oxygen." Duan Feifan cursed with his teeth.

Dong Kun looked at him, as if he didn't know whether he was scolding Ding Zhe or Jiang Kuo for a while.

However, when he saw Jiang Kuo who was sitting in the car with a calm look on his face, as if he would fall asleep after stalemate for another five seconds, Dong Kun could be sure that he was scolding Jiang Kuo.

This behavior of pretending to be calm and gentle after pretending to be "pse", challenges Duan Feifan's violent temper.

"Come." Duan Feifan walked to the middle of the road, facing the front of the car, raised his arm and waved to Jiang Kuo, "Come."

"Extraordinary," Ding Zhe hurriedly followed, "No need."

"Just just curse," Dong Kun also came over, "Just forget it if you crash the car, you can't hit it."

"Go to you two!" Duan Feifan's morale almost let them go one by one.

Dong Kun and Ding Zhe did not speak anymore, nor did they leave. After all, they were "seniors". This kind of conflict between freshmen and pseudo-first freshmen must ensure the safety of both sides.

"Come on," Duan Feifan looked at Jiang Kuo, "Aren't you in a hurry to go there?"

"My fuck..." Jiang Kuo sighed, raised his hand and rubbed his forehead, "What the hell is going on?"

"Just fight." Dapao said, "You have taken the initiative to get to this position, and you can't blame others for their cooperation."

"Hone up." Jiang Kuo gritted his teeth.

Just as he was about to raise his hand to bow to Duan Feifan and say sorry, Duan Feifan suddenly shouted: "It's not possible!"

Jiang Kuogang's hand raised to the edge of the steering wheel made him scare so much that he almost pulled the cannon's face.

He grabbed the steering wheel with a sudden snatch.

He punched the accelerator a few times.

It was the first time I met him when he wanted to bow his head and admit his timidity.

"Jiang Kuo." Da Cannon grabbed his arm.

Jiang Kuo ignored him.

"Didn't I say you still have something to read that day," said Dapao. "I have come up with one now! Do you want to hear it!"

Jiang Kuo punched the accelerator again.

"You have never done anything illegal!" Da Cannon shouted, "You have never even passed the red light! You are even more kind-hearted! You are a good citizen who abides by the law, Jiang Kuo! You are a kind person who almost hits a tree to hide and hide, Jiang Kuo!"

Jiang Kuo raised his arm and shook his hand away, and the car rushed forward.

Then there was another brake.

The front of the car stopped against Duan Feifan's legs.

"Look at what technology is," said Jiang Kuo.

"Fuck it|Your uncle." Dapao leaned on the back of the chair and cursed in shock, gritting his teeth, "This Duan Feifan is also a fucking talent... I don't even know if I can hide!"

Although the two next to Duan Feifan were still on him, they had already pushed a step back, but Duan Feifan stood without moving.

At this moment, he pushed his hand heavily on the front of the car and looked at Jiang Kuo: "Get down."

Just go down.

I won’t buy this clothes today, and at worst I can continue to be the old man’s sweatshirt tomorrow.

Jiang Kuo shook his arm and opened the car door.

Just as his feet stepped on the ground, he found that Duan Feifan's face had changed suddenly, and he stared at him and moved his gaze down.

"The fault light is on." Dahuan pointed to the dashboard.

A Porsche 911 was slapped by himself, and the headlights actually fell off.

Duan Feifan looked at the left headlight that slid half an inch forward from the base and suddenly went out, and was incredible.

What kind of internal strength is this?

What quality is this!

He stood up straight and looked at Jiang Kuo who had gotten out of the car.

Jiang Kuo walked forward and almost pushed him face to face before stopping.

Then he looked down with his eyes squinted.

"It's quite awesome," said Jiang Kuo.

"Where are you trying to mess with me?" Duan Feifan said.

"That's not." Jiang Kuo stared at him, stretched out a finger, lit it on the headlight, and then pushed it back, and the headlight was pushed back and turned on again.

"Damn?" Duan Feifan forgot that he was still angry and exclaimed.

"I bumped it the day before yesterday," Jiang Kuo said, "I can't stop it anymore, I need to repair it in the afternoon."

"Accident car?" Duan Feifan said.

"Crash, just a moment," said Jiang Kuo, "You've just had a fucking accident."

Duan Feifan's face changed back in an instant, and he didn't say anything.

"Please, let me go," Jiang Kuo also looked at him and took a deep breath, "Thank you."

"You're welcome." Duan Feifan said.

Jiang Kuo returned to the car and found that the cannon had taken out the toolbox.

"What are you doing?" Jiang Kuo stared at him.

"Press it," Da Cannon shook a roll of black tape in his hand. "Now it's enough to just take a photo. I'm afraid that I can fly out halfway and pick it up again in the fast lane..."

Jiang Kuo settled for two seconds, grabbed the tape and got out of the car again.

Under Duan Feifan and others' gaze in confusion, he pulled a piece of tape and stuck it horizontally on the headlight.

Then start tearing.

I don’t know what this tape is for, but he pulled it twice as long, and it didn’t break it.

Just as he was about to bite his teeth, he reached out with one hand and took away the tape.

Jiang Kuo turned his head and watched Duan Feifan tear the tape he had pasted that had been pulled into 800 meters long, then pulled it out again, and pulled it up one by one with his fingertips, and the tape was disconnected.

Then apply the tape to the headlights.

Just as he was about to continue pasting the next one, Jiang Kuo took back another piece of tape, and as he looked, swish! Click! He pulled off a piece of tape and pasted it on the headlights.

Although this skill is not meaningless, it is not very useful, so it still only takes one time to get started to master.

After posting, Jiang Kuo glanced at Duan Feifan and hesitated whether to say thank you.

Duan Feifan raised his hand and patted it lightly twice: "Awesome."

Jiang Kuo gritted his teeth and repeatedly reminded himself that if Duan Feifan was not there, he would still be pulling tape under the public eye.

He didn't speak anymore and turned around and got on the car.

Seeing the car Juechen leaving, Duan Feifan suffocated the gray in front of him.

"I really thought it was going to fight," said Dong Kun.

"Not to it." Duan Feifan said, "Let's go."

"Isn't that true?" Ding Zhecai came to his senses, "I just planned to hit someone."

"He won't bump into it," Duan Feifan looked at him, "Do you two have any brains?"

"Not two," Dong Kun reminded, "I don't think he will bump into it."

"Then do you hide?" Ding Zhe said.

"I was just in case he couldn't stop," said Dong Kun.

"Didn't you stop hiding that half step?" Duan Feifan said.

"So that..." Ding Zhe was still scared, "He is skilled, so short distance, so accurate. I doubt if he had driven without a license for many years before, otherwise..."

"My uncle closed his eyes and flew his sword. After three years of playing, he won the Ten Rings once." Duan Feifan said.

The two turned their heads to look at him together.

"I really want to beat him up." Jiang Kuo looked at the red light in front of him.

"Forget it, this person looks like a freshman, so leave some room." Da Cannon waved his hand, "And you just reported here, if you really beat you up, maybe you will just go home. Mr. Jiang will beat you up again."

Jiang Kuo frowned and was silent for a while, and said, "Why do you think he can live in a single room? He still knows Lao Sheng?"
To be continued...