I am a full-level celestial master, you let me enter the strange talk of rules?

There were also several thrilling dodges on the road, such as an abandoned car lying across the middle of the road, or obstacles suddenly appearing.

But these were nothing to Zhang Yangqing, he easily avoided all dangers.

After driving for more than ten minutes, the highway exit appeared in front of us.

The exit looked normal, with bright lights, neat railings, and even a toll collector standing in the middle of the road, waving at vehicles to stop.

But Zhang Yangqing has already determined that all this is an illusion.

The highway exit must have been controlled by something strange, and the toll collector was definitely not a good guy.

The pink car showed no sign of slowing down, but instead sped up.

The girl with glasses obviously noticed something unusual, so she stepped on the accelerator and crashed into the toll collector.

"Bang!" With a loud bang, the toll collector was knocked flying, his body rolled several times in the air and fell heavily to the ground.

However, what was horrifying was that the toll collector did not bleed. Instead, a black gas emerged from his body, and his body began to twist and deform, eventually turning into a strange black shadow and disappearing into the air.

"It's really weird!" the girl with glasses said in a low voice, with a hint of coldness in her eyes.

She drove her pink car, crashed through the railing, and drove away.

Zhang Yangqing followed closely and passed this level smoothly.

The wolf demon was sitting in the passenger seat, and seemed to remember something. He couldn't help but say, "Brother Tiger, you said that when we came here, the toll booth pole was broken. It seems to be a hint that we should use this method to pass the highway."

This sentence seemed casual, but it shocked countless viewers outside the big screen, especially those in Kangaroo Country.

: Oh no, the wolf demon is growing faster than Jones, and I didn’t even notice it.

: Although I don’t want to admit it, this is the fact and I cannot refute it.

: Fortunately, the wolf demon met Zhang Tianshi. If it was another chosen one, he would appear to be smart.

: That's not the case. If he were the Chosen One, the wolf demon might not be able to be his younger brother. Without Zhang Tianshi, he would just be a dangerous NPC and it would be impossible for him to become intelligent.

There were many different opinions in the barrage. In the taxi of the world of ghost stories, Zhang Yangqing felt that the wolf demon’s reaction was good, which could also be associated with it.

There is actually not much danger on the highway, the most dangerous part is the exit.

But the world of ghost stories also has clues and solutions, it just depends on whether the chosen ones notice them.

The most terrifying thing about Zhang Yangqing is that he can not only make the judgment, but also remind the NPC.

When other Chosen Ones come to this level, they must first follow the right vehicle, and then at the exit, if they fail to make a judgment, it depends on how quickly the Chosen Ones can react on the spot.

If the car in front of you is in danger, quickly pull your car back and kill the monster and break the railing, then you can survive.

Any later means death.

Because if the chosen ones did not remind the natives in the car in front, the natives would definitely stop here, and then the chosen ones would definitely stop as well.

This is how Zhang Yangqing looked on the big screen, passing the test in one go.

If you don't analyze it carefully, you really don't know where the danger is.

When you enter this area, you can see a city not far away.

The yellow-haired man in the taxi said excitedly: "Driver, that's my destination, City Z. I'm finally back!"

As requested, Zhang Yangqing drove the yellow-haired man to an area near City Z, then stopped the car and let him get off.

The yellow-haired man paid the fare and asked, "Aren't you going in?"

Zhang Yangqing shook his head and said calmly, "No, I still have tasks to do. I need to run a few more orders at night."

At this time, Zhang Yangqing felt that there was no need to make things more complicated, so he didn't tell him about the racing. The yellow-haired man didn't say anything, just nodded and left.

Zhang Yangqing watched him walk away, then stepped on the accelerator and a loud roar came from the engine.

He cannot enter the city at night, and it is only 2 a.m. now. All he has to do is find the racing car, track the racing car, enter the death track, and complete the hidden mission.

The taxi sped through the suburbs of City Z, and the night wind whistled past.

Suddenly, a car came up from behind and quickly overtook us.

It was a modified racing car with its body painted with dazzling colors and its tail emitting blue flames, like a flash of lightning across the night sky.

The racing car quickly overtook the taxi and was about to be left behind.

Zhang Yangqing yawned, stepped on the accelerator hard, and the taxi accelerated instantly and caught up with him.

The racing car seemed to be aware of Zhang Yangqing's pursuit and began to speed up. The two cars were speeding in the night, chasing each other.

Zhang Yangqing was an excellent driver, and the taxi had been modified to have strong horsepower, so he followed the racing car steadily.

The two cars raced on the suburban road for more than ten minutes, and Zhang Yangqing suddenly had a feeling of "entering a special place".

A hill appeared in front of us, brightly lit, like a lively gathering place.

There are more than ten racing cars parked on the hill. Each one has been carefully modified, with dazzling patterns painted on the body and the headlights flashing in the night.

There were many handsome men and beautiful women standing around, dressed fashionably, holding drinks in their hands, chatting and laughing.

The racing car that Zhang Yangqing was chasing just now stopped, and a young man with earrings got out of the car.

He was wearing a leather jacket, had dyed red hair, and had a cocky smile on his face.

He walked to Zhang Yangqing's car, knocked on the window, and said with a hint of provocation: "Oh, not bad, you can actually keep up with my car. It seems that you are going to participate in the death track too?"

Zhang Yangqing opened the car door, got out and said calmly: "Yes, when does it start?"

The man with earrings raised his eyebrows, seeming surprised by Zhang Yangqing's calmness.

He was about to answer when suddenly, several young men wearing leather jackets and turbans came over.

One of them kicked Zhang Yangqing's taxi and said disdainfully: "How dare you, a piece of junk like you, participate in the competition? I'm afraid you'll die halfway through the ride."

When the people around heard this, they burst into laughter, as if Zhang Yangqing's taxi was a joke in their eyes.

The wolf demon got angry. You can scold me, but you dare to kick Tiger's car? Isn't this courting death? He looked at Zhang Yangqing. As long as Zhang Yangqing said a word, he would take action immediately.

Zhang Yangqing waved his hand, signaling the wolf demon to calm down. He looked at the provocative young men calmly and said in a calm tone: "Racers are talking on the track, aren't they?"

As soon as these words came out, the scene suddenly became quiet.

The smiles on the faces of those young men froze, and the man with earrings also put away his arrogant expression, with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

Although Zhang Yangqing's words were simple, they hit the nail on the head.

A racing driver relies on strength, not words.

Everyone present was here to participate in the Death Track, and this sentence could indeed shut them up.

Those provocative young people felt that the other party was calm and did not seem to be at the same level as them, so they left in boredom.

Zhang Yangqing looked at the man with earrings next to him and said, "How do we compare this?"

(End of this chapter)