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Du Lei had never done such a crazy action before, he felt unusually excited. Even the people driving by the side could not help but take out their phones to take pictures of him.

The look on his face.

But Du Lei did not care, he felt the cool breeze brush against his face, felt the white clouds float past the blue sky, the carriage was passing through a bridge, he could see the tall mountains surrounded by smoke.

Chongqing, a beautiful city.

Du Lei stood on top of the carriage and couldn't help but stick out a cigarette. The speed of the carriage had already slowed down by a lot, and the last time Du Lei weighed himself, he weighed five hundred kilograms.

Standing on the roof of the sportscar, Du Lei estimated that it would take at least 400% an hour to blow him off. Furthermore, without using much strength, Du Lei believed that as long as he stomped on the roof of the sportscar, the top of the sportscar would cave in with just one stomp.

Returning back to the car, Du Lei frowned, he turned off the air conditioner and turned on the music, it had to be said that the music was extremely good.

The moment the MIS was opened, the entire car began to shake!

It had to be said that there were a lot of songs that were downloaded from the media library, all of them were audio recordings.

Around one o'clock in the afternoon, Du Lei had already drove into the territory of Chongqing. He followed the address given by Li Zhiquan and drove, turning on the Google GPS navigation system.

He had to admit that the boss was a person with hidden meaning.

Driving this dazzling, bright red SUV, no matter where it was, was always so eye-catching. Perhaps many people didn't know that this sign was called ”Laiken”.

However, they were all able to determine that the price of this car was absolutely an unbelievable astronomical figure.

For people with a huge logarithm, luxury cars were just pictures used to make Beijing wallpaper on their mobile phones or computers. Very few people could actually see it with their own eyes.

Of course, if you really want to see it, you can go to the center of the exhibition. However, if it's a man, then he absolutely won't be interested in the car, because most of them can't even afford to sell it. Thus, all they can do is run over to see the model.

Got it.

Every car show in the country that had a bit of fame to offer and the models that had been invited could only be considered unparalleled beauties. Furthermore, they were all dressed in a manner that would make one's blood boil.

The scale is very large, the bikini or something is very basic... was not interested in the specifics, and he still had to confirm it himself.

He was bored out of his mind as he held a cigarette in his mouth. In the crowded streets, those people actually surrounded his car as if they were looking at a monkey.

Countless passers-by took out their phones to take pictures of him. There were even many girls who took out their poles to take pictures of him and this ”Lecan's sports car”.

A group photo.

”Damn, what do I do? Luckily, this car is controlled by fingerprints.”

Du Lei extinguished the cigarette in his hand and threw it into the ashtray placed in front of the window.

Speaking of which, if not for the fingerprint control, Du Lei was truly worried that it would be stolen. He pressed his horn a few times, and then opened the car window. ”I'm in a hurry to do something. Can I trouble you to let me pass?”

The passersby all dispersed in a hubbub. After all, their actions were obstructing the traffic. If they were to continue acting this unruly, the police officer would definitely treat them to tea.

”Pure as a feather.”