There is only one cat, but there are many mice? What does it mean? Does the master even have to ask someone else to race together? No... I suddenly realized what the master said - the master is a cat, and the traffic police are a mouse.

Although it is strange, it is indeed the case. The master is a kitten, and the traffic police are powerful mice. But no matter how powerful a mouse is, it cannot beat a cat - not to mention that the master is a kitten with strong combat power.

Anyway, the master is not afraid of being fined after being caught, and his driver's license will be deducted - even the master who is detained will not be worried. She just wants to find these traffic police to play with her.

I silently pulled the master's safety belt and tied it to her, then sat back to my co-pilot and fastened my seat belt. Then I closed my eyes and waited for the moment when I opened my eyes. I could foresee three situations - one was that the master threw away the traffic police and took me to a place, and then we continued to have fun. Second, the master was unable to get rid of the traffic police's pursuit. After I opened my eyes, I could see dozens of aggressive traffic police officers staring at us outside the car. Third... Third, I couldn't see anything, but if I looked down, I might be able to see the scene of my master and I slumping in the burning car - this is my ascension to heaven.

Anyway, I don’t think it’s good for any situation. Even if I am the first one, I feel condemned in my heart. You know, my good baby has never run a red light in his life, and now he is taken by his master to run a red light. Ah? Why haven’t I run a red light in my life? Nonsense, I haven’t even learned my driver’s license yet. How could I run a red light if I can’t drive?

"What are you doing with your eyes closed? Are you afraid of death?" The master's voice came into my ears. I didn't dare to open my eyes and nodded repeatedly to respond to the master.

"What are you afraid of? Do you think the master will harm you?"

I shook my head and said, "Master, I absolutely believe that you love me, but I...I don't believe in your driving skills!"

Before I finished speaking, I could feel that the master was speeding up again. She said a little unhappy: "Then today, the master will let you see the master's driving skills and open your eyes!"

I still closed my eyes and said, "No! I don't want to know whether my own way of death is to be killed by an oncoming car or hit on a wall - it's always better to not see the coming of death with your eyes closed."

"If you don't open your eyes, I will hit the building on the side of the road."

"Open it!" I quickly opened my eyes. At this time, the master had given up going against the trend and returned to the normal road. I was relieved at this time - at least in this case, my chance of death would be a little smaller.

Looking back, the traffic police chasing behind me was no longer alone, two four-wheeled and five motorcycles, a total of seven cars were chasing us, as if once we caught up, we would drag us two out of the car and beat us up. This scene reminded me of the game called gta in an instant, but fortunately, the master's driving skills were not the driving skills of the protagonist of gta, otherwise there would have been corpses all over the road.

Speaking of which, I used to think that roller coasters are basically the most exciting game I have ever played in my life. Last time I was held on the road by Nai Kobayashi, maybe because Nai Kobayashi had taken protective measures for me, I didn't feel that it was too exciting. At this time, sitting in my master's car, I had already secretly written more than ten suicide notes in my heart.

"Listen to the red car in front, you are surrounded by us. Stop and surrender quickly. We may consider treating you with leniency. If we continue to be obsessed with it, we will implement the final measures."

The master didn't know how to stop the car, so she continued to drive and said to me: "Soup, look at the bottom of your seat, there is a horn."

Horn? What's the point? Why is there a horn under the master's car? I bent down and groped under the seat, and sure enough, a horn was found from below.

The master pressed the button and opened the skylight and said, "Stand up and repeat what I said with a horn."

I shrank my neck and asked, "Do you really want to do this? Will I be shot by them in the instant when I poked my head out?"

"Do you think this is in America?" The master slapped my head and said, "Snapshot what I said."

So I had to untied my seat belt and stood up, and held the horn to the traffic police behind and said in a harmless voice of my human and animal: "Ahh, test, test... Can the traffic police behind hear it?"

"It's easy to hear, it's easy to hear. We can accept negotiations, but I still hope you can stop the car quickly. If there is anything, we can discuss it after parking."

I lowered my head and asked to the master, "Master, what am I going to say?"

"Just say... we don't accept any negotiations. If we want me to stop, we will catch up. If we can't catch up, we will not have the qualifications to negotiate."

I had to hear the master's words and shouted at the traffic police behind: "My master said! We will not accept any negotiations! If you want us to stop, you will catch up. If you can't catch up, you will not be qualified to negotiate! If you catch up, you will let you hehehe!"

"Little bastard, who asked you to add the last sentence!" The master slapped me on the butt: "Let that group of waste eat my exhaust."

I was startled by the master and shouted to the traffic police without thinking: "The master said, let you eat my butt!"

"Little bastard, can you pass the message well?" The master said laughing and crying: "Don't always speak with a little bit of lust. Do you know that it will damage your image? No matter what, my master, I am still a rich daughter, and a public figure."

"I think you may not care about your image." I muttered in a low voice.

At this time, the traffic police who were chasing behind us shouted to us: "Miss driving in front, please respect yourself first - and secondly, please pay attention to your words and deeds in public, and do not say words that affect the city's style and appearance. Our traffic police team is not the kind of dirty and vulgar people. And - Jin Jiaqing, a member of our team who has been single for 28 years, asked me to ask you if you can leave your phone number - or WeChat."

Looking at the traffic police who said such words seriously, I had to doubt whether there were a group of serious old hooligans in the traffic police team.

The master didn't say anything, but I said to the master: "My master said that. If I can catch up, I will consider having dinner together tonight - but I want the man to treat him."

After I just finished saying this, I heard a "buzzing" acceleration sound coming from behind. It seemed that the traffic police were about to fight to the death.

The master pulled me down and closed the skylight and said, "It's done! It's going to speed up! And... you stinky girl talks a little nonsense. If you are caught later, I'll send you to be the wife of the village."

"Don't, Master, even if you don't think about me, you have to think about Wu Xuan - for your own sister." I argued: "Master, you won't have the heart to watch Wu Xuan be cuckolded, right?"

"I'm happy to see this scene." The master said this without an angry expression on his face. The smile on her face became deeper and deeper. It seemed that he was getting excited about finding someone to race with her?

But... we were just rushing all the way and shouting like that on the road. The content of the shouting should have been heard by the passers-by around us, right?

At this time, my cell phone rang, and Wu Xuan, who was particularly concerned, sent me a message.

I took out my cell phone and saw Wu Xuan asking me: "Are you and my sister racing with the traffic police?"

"Damn how did you know?" I asked Wu Xuan curiously.

Wu Xuan then sent me a link, clicked in and saw the title: "The strong and rich girl teased the traffic police on the street (the girl on the roof of the car is quite cute, does anyone know the contact information?)"

Damn what? This video is just a conversation we were racing. It seems that someone took a photo while driving alongside us. It was spread online so quickly?

Just as I was about to explain to Wu Xuan, Wu Xuan sent another message to complain, "It's too much! I don't take me with my racing, where are you? I'll come over immediately."

"What are you here to do? And you don't have a car, how do you come?"

"I just rented a motorcycle. Where are you guys? I'll come here right away."
Chapter completed!