"The car is good!"

Xie Feng's fingertips slid across the Lamborghini body, as if touching the smooth skin of a woman.

Through this period of study, Xie Feng knew that the sports car in front of him was Lamborghini, one of the few top road sports cars in the world today.

Its stylish appearance and smooth body lines all give people a visual enjoyment.

"Hey, take your hand away, who will allow you to touch my husband?"

Murong Tianzi screamed, and only then did she find a man standing next to her baby's car.

"Who are you? What are your intentions to suddenly appear here?"

The woman seemed a little nervous.

Xie Feng was a little unhappy, but he still didn't make any attacks when he wanted to explore the internal structure of the sports car. Of course, there was no need for Xie Feng to compete with a woman.

"There is something wrong with the car?" Xie Feng asked, "Can I let me see it? Maybe I can fix it for you."

Oh? The gods appeared?

Murong Tianzi was stunned. He was praying that the gods in the sky would come down and let her give her a good idea and make the car better so quickly. He would show up so quickly? I can't use it even if I'm so anxious, right?

But Murong Tianzi is not in the mood to think so much now. He has just suffered such a great grievance. Now he has grabbed a lifesaving rope, but isn't he tightened it?

"Woooo, Fairy Brother, I'm so pitiful. Look, their shoes are broken, and the car is not obedient. The phone... huh? Where is my phone?"

A certain figure found a pile of metal plastic on the ground, and she cried even more miserably, "My little machine..."

A sweat broke out on Xie Feng's forehead. Is this woman's IQ inversely proportional to her appearance?

"Brother God, can you help me?"

Murong Tianzi looked pitiful everywhere.

Xie Feng said helplessly: "Okay, you get in the car and try to start the car. I'll check it out."

"Oh! OK, right now!"

Murong Tianzi hurriedly got into the car and turned the key to try to start the car.

Xie Feng leaned down and looked at this well-known sports car carefully.

Inadvertently, some memories that did not belong to Xie Feng came into my mind, all about information about the sports car power system.

Xie Feng was slightly stunned and thought to himself: "It turns out that guy's memory has not completely disappeared!"

The memory of the dead Xie Feng became a little active by the Lamborghini in front of him.

Xie Feng received the message all at once. He closed his eyes and digested for a while, and smiled with satisfaction.

"Not bad, it saves me a lot of study time."

Thanks to these sudden memories, Xie Feng has already gained a deeper understanding of the top sports cars of this era, and an image of the power system has emerged in his mind.

"Well, the most primitive explosion-burning power system is designed like this, which is quite good."

"Hey, Fairy Brother, how is my husband?"

A certain figure poked his head out of the car.

"I'm not a god, I just happened to pass by. You're lucky."

Xie Feng looked up at Murong Tianzi, "You try to start the car and step on the accelerator a few times?"

"oh!"

Murong Tianzi patted his chest, thinking that he was not a god. Then he turned the key and tried to start the car.

Xie Feng possessed himself and put his ear on the body of the car to listen to the sound of the engine ignition. It was normal and there were no strange phenomena.

But no matter how Murong Tianzi tried, the car still couldn't start.

Xie Feng looked at her clumsy appearance and said helplessly: "Get out of the car, I'll try it."

There was a faint fragrance in the car, and the smell of a woman was not perfume.

Xie Feng subconsciously said: "It smells so good!"

A beautiful woman looked a little bad-looking, and she suspected that she had met a vulgar man. That was her car, and it was the first time she was defiled by a man.

However, I feel embarrassed to have a certain position in front of me.

Xie Feng twisted the key and looked at all the display tables with habitual surnames.

Suddenly, Xie Feng's eyes stopped on the oil gauge and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly a few times.

This stupid woman has no gas in the car, and she is still starting up.

...

Xie Feng was about to leave, but Murong Tianzi was a little chilled by the morning sea breeze, so he hurriedly followed.

"Why are you following me?"

Xie Feng looked back at her shoes and limping steps, frowned: "Do you want me to carry you?"

Murong Tianzi wondered again whether this person was a god, and even knew what she was thinking.

"Hey, they are beautiful women. You don't want to let you eat tofu with kindness?"

When a certain Zi saw Xie Feng's frowning brows, she subconsciously said.

Xie Feng is not a man with a heart. He looked at the uninhabited road around and said helplessly: "Come on, I just treat it as weight-bearing training."

After running for several kilometers in a row, Xie Feng hiked back to the city center in a daze.

Murong Tianzi felt a little inexplicably moved, and secretly looked at the man who was as bored as a gourd along the way.

After stopping a taxi, Xie Feng stuffed Murong Tianzi into the car and said, "Don't tell me that you don't have money, but I don't have it either."

Puff!

Murong Tianzi couldn't help but smile and asked, "Hey, what's your name? I want to thank you very much."

"Xie Feng!"

Xie Feng smiled faintly, and before the beauty could ask him for the phone number, he turned around and left.

"Xie Feng?"

Murong Tianzi was stunned, looked at the back of the man who was leaving, and suddenly asked loudly to him: "Are you the second young master of the Xie family?"

Xie Feng paused, turned around, saw Murong Tianzi's incredible eyes, and nodded faintly: "It's me!"

Murong Tianzi's body froze, it turned out to be him.

Xie Feng, the dream lover of many girls in Haicheng City, the infatuated second son of the Xie family, that tear-jerking love story...

When Xie Feng returned to the 606 dormitory, he saw that Fang Shaolong did not go to class and worked hard to participate in the competition.

Suddenly, Zhang Zijie hurriedly hit the door and came in, "No, no, Gaota was injured."

Fang Shaolong stopped his fingers, raised his head and asked, "What's going on?"

"I don't know much either. I just saw my second son following seven or eight people to the woods east of the school. I secretly followed him. But I saw that my second son and these people had started fighting. I saw that the situation was not good, so I came back to find you immediately."

Zhang Zijie said gasping.

Fang Shaolong quickly jumped out of the bed and said, "Let's go, the third and fourth brothers, let's go collect the corpse."

Xie Feng almost hit the door post.

When Xie Feng and the other two arrived at Huaishu Forest, the battle was still going on fiercely. Gaota's eyes burst and blood was hanging around his mouth. He struggled to avoid the baseball bat smashed by the other party. His footsteps were already a little shaking, his left hand drooped, and his right hand kept trembling.

On the other side, three people stood and four of them had fallen.

The upper body of the tower** was covered with dark red scars visible to the naked eye. He roared at the remaining three people: "Come on, why don't you go? Are you afraid of death?"

"Boss, can we get on?"

Zhang Zijie asked.

Fang Shaolong is small and probably not as strong as Zhang Zijie, a sissy person. He is not good at fighting.

Xie Feng didn't think so much, so he picked up wooden sticks on the ground, turned his body sideways and rushed over.

There was nothing to say, Xie Feng waved his hand and slashed at the other party's head.

Bang! Blood splattered everywhere.

Although Xie Feng's hard work has not been as strong as the tower, he should not be underestimated. In addition, it was a sneak attack and hit the back of the opponent's head and knocked down one directly.

"The fourth brother!"

Gaota felt happy.

"Second, you don't call us when you fight, you're not loyal enough!"

Seeing that Xie Feng instantly knocked down one, the situation improved, Fang Shaolong quickly pulled Zhang Zijie and rushed up.

Gaota grinned, "It's too late."

Xie Feng glanced at the remaining two people, and suddenly the stick in his hand flew out like lightning and hit a person in the chest. Xie Feng rushed forward, and his strong fist with his left hand hit the bridge of the opponent's nose. Finally, he turned around and elbowed him to the throat. The opponent only screamed and fell to the ground.
To be continued...