Chapter 225 The Flying Star Reappears

Nanfeng replied matter-of-factly: "I haven't taken the motorcycle driver's license test. Will I buy a motorcycle and leave it there to get rusty?"

He has no problem turning the steering wheel with his left hand. As for driving a motorcycle... I haven't really tried it yet.

Nanfeng answered while controlling the electric lift to land.

"Then why did you bring us here?"

Sekiya looked at this big tire that was higher than his waist. He hesitated for a moment and reasoned again: "You don't... want Teacher Zeng to curl up in this tire and roll down the elevated road, do you?"

Nan Feng was stunned, and his eyes looked at Guan Gu full of admiration.

"Guangu, you are such a genius!"

"I got it right?"

"How can it be."

Only Guan Gu can come up with such nonsense reasoning. Do you really think Teacher Zeng can be invincible with Hot Wheels?

Hearing this, Guangu became more and more confused. He looked at the electric lift behind the car. On it were two iron boxes holding a large tire, but nothing else.

"But there's nothing here except tires."

Nanfeng patted the iron boxes on the electric lift platform that were used to fix the left and right ends of the spare tire: "There are storage boxes on the left and right that can be used for storage. The real thing is here."

As he spoke, he opened the iron boxes at the left and right ends toward several people. The iron box at the left end contained a mess of things such as safety ropes, climbing ropes, sleds, skateboards, and roller skates.

The box on the right end contained shovels, shovels and other props. Among them, the one that attracted Guangu's attention the most was a folding black wheelchair.

"This, this is..."

Sekiya was very excited: "Isn't this Xiaohei's flying star wheelchair?"

That's right, the one placed at the front of the box on the right is the flying star wheelchair that helps Guangu sit firmly on the throne of the Snake (She) roller coaster.

Do you still remember the Flying Star Wheelchair Race that I don’t know when it will be held?

At that time, according to Xiao Hei, there was not enough money, the participants had not yet been decided, and there were no sponsors yet.

In fact, Xiao Hei has been working hard to find sponsors before, but recently he has shifted his focus to treating Nan Feng's condition, so of course Nan Feng took over this matter.

Since Nanfeng wanted to attract sponsors, he must have a flying star wheelchair, otherwise he would be exhausted just by talking about it.

I didn't expect it to be used here.

"Guangu, the rest will be left to you."

Nanfeng patted Guan Gu's shoulder heavily: "You have driven the Feixing Wheelchair before, so you are quite familiar with it.

"You will slowly drive the wheelchair to Teacher Zeng later, and then teach him step by step how to control the flying stars.

"Now the entire viaduct and the intersection are blocked. Theoretically speaking, there will be no danger if Teacher Zeng drives his wheelchair down the viaduct.

"Of course, you still have to ask him to be careful, especially if he can get a taxi at the intersection, he must not drive the wheelchair again."

Nanfeng sighed helplessly. In fact, the only correct way to be stuck on the elevated highway is to wait until traffic is reopened, or if there is a serious life-threatening incident, you can ask the traffic police to take you out.

Other methods are more or less dangerous or violate traffic regulations.

But isn’t there really no way around it?

Moreover, using a Feixing wheelchair in such a traffic jam is much safer than using skateboards, sleds, roller skates, etc.

Besides, with Zeng Xiaoxian's physical fitness and athletic level, Nanfeng had a reasonable suspicion that he wouldn't be able to use any of these things.

Nanfeng paused and reminded vaguely: "When the time comes, you must remember to tell Teacher Zeng that his feet are not completely healed yet, and he will still have to sit in a wheelchair if not necessary."

A host with limited mobility who can only rely on a wheelchair for the time being rushes to the TV station for work, which sounds more convincing than a host who is stuck in traffic and drives his wheelchair off the elevated highway.

Guangu probably understood what Nanfeng meant. He patted his chest and promised, "Don't worry, I will definitely deliver the Feixing wheelchair safely to Teacher Zeng who has an injured foot."

So the two quickly unfolded the Feixing wheelchair, and Sekiya stroked the familiar Feixing wheelchair affectionately.

"I never thought we would meet again."

He sat in the wheelchair and fastened the seat belt skillfully. He leaned back, his eyes slightly narrowed, and his face showed indescribable comfort and comfort.

"Ah~ It feels so familiar."

Sekiya subconsciously pressed a button at the bottom of the fixed armrest.

Nanfeng was startled, and he quickly stopped Guangu: "Calm down, be sure to calm down.

"This is a viaduct with traffic jams, not your Sheshan drag racing venue!

"Not to mention that the road you drove to find Teacher Zeng was going in the wrong direction. Please don't seek death, okay?"

If Sekiya were to turn on the full power of the Flying Star Wheelchair and start racing at 70mph, who knows what would happen.

"All right."

Guangu felt that what Nanfeng said made sense, so he pressed the regular start button of the Feixing wheelchair.

[The low power of Feixing wheelchair has been turned on. I am the intelligent assistive AI tail flame. 】

[Long time no see, Mr. Fantastic Sekiya. 】

Guangu looked towards Nanfeng in surprise: "It actually recognizes me?"

Nan Fengyan explained concisely and concisely: "Wei Yan was upgraded by Xiao Hei based on your user experience, and its database has your data."

Although the Feixing Wheelchair looks like an ordinary wheelchair from the outside, it must have a camera installed, otherwise how would Guan Gu's tail flame assist the driver when he was racing in Sheshan?

"Si Guoyi!"

Guangu coughed lightly and pushed the push rod of his wheelchair forward: "Tail Yan, let's go."

[If traffic congestion is detected, I will escort you at any time. 】

【3, 2, 1. 】

【GO!】

Sekiya immediately ejected to start. Fortunately, the speed of the wheelchair this time was only the same as that of an ordinary electric vehicle.

[Mr. Fantastic Sekiya, would you like to turn on the music? 】

"No need at all."

Even though it was just the starting speed of an electric car, Sekiya still shouted excitedly: "Because this time I can sing by myself."

"The speed is thirty miles (seventy miles), and the mood is free."

"Hope the destination is the TV station (Sea of ​​Love)."

"Run with all your strength, Xiaoxian (dream) is on the other side."

"..."

The car drivers who were irritated by the traffic jam watched helplessly as a wheelchair passing at a speed of 30 kilometers passed by them. The young man sitting in the wheelchair was singing loudly while driving the wheelchair.

The car drivers immediately looked at Guangu with sympathy and pity.

It's so pitiful that at such a young age not only are there problems with the legs and feet, but also the brain is damaged.

It would be best if you have hands and feet and good health like yourself.

If it's blocked, just block it. Safety is the most important thing.

Otherwise, if something happens to him in a car accident, he will be like this idiot, and the rest of his life will be completely ruined.

Thinking of this, most of the car drivers' irritability disappeared.

Nanfeng looked at Guan Gu's magic, which was gradually disappearing, and said with an unhappy expression: "Damn, Guan Gu's singing turns out to be pretty good.

"I knew in the earphones that he was cooperating with Yifei to torture me on purpose!

"Guan Gu Miraculous, just wait for me!"

Yu Mo looked forward worriedly: "Do you think Guangu is really fine?"

Mika and Curry Sauce looked at each other, and both shook their heads uncertainly.

"Actually, I'm not sure either."

Nanfeng sighed: "But we really have no other way. We can't watch Teacher Zeng lose his job, right?"

Yu Mo then asked: "Do you think Guangu will encounter traffic police?"

"How is that possible? It's such a traffic jam here. I guess the traffic police drove over from the intersection closest to the accident to maintain traffic order there."

Nanfeng waved to the three women and said: "Let's go, let's get in the car first and tell Teacher Zeng and the others about this, so that they can quickly prepare to welcome our viaduct car god: Mr. Guandu Magic."

The four of them immediately turned around and walked back to the car.

At this time, a gust of cold wind happened to blow from behind. The force of the wind almost caused Meijia to lose her balance and fall forward.

The elastic ball that Jiangxi had been biting in his mouth also let go and fell with the force of the wind.

The bouncy ball flew forward along with the cold wind. When the strong wind stopped, it bounced and rolled forward with huge inertia at an unimaginable speed.

Meijia exclaimed: "Ah, my ball!"

"Woof!"

Before Meijia could finish her words, Jiang Xiuzi, who had been lying obediently in Meijia's arms, swooped forward and chased in the direction of the elastic ball.

"Ah, my dog!"

"What the hell!" Nanfeng hurriedly chased after Jiang Yuzhu.

"What are you doing standing still? Run away!"

…

"What are you doing standing still? Run away!"

Yifei urged Zeng Xiaoxian, who was constantly warming up: "Zhan Bo has already calculated everything for you. The shortest distance to where you can take a taxi is only five kilometers.

"We now have fifty-three minutes left. Taking into account the thirty-minute drive to the TV station, we have a total of twenty-three minutes left.

“Running five kilometers in twenty-three minutes is equivalent to one kilometer in four minutes and thirty-six seconds, and the passing mark for male college students’ one-kilometer run is four minutes and thirty-two seconds.

“You can’t run for four minutes and thirty-six seconds?

"This is too useless!"

While doing warm-up exercises, Zeng Xiaoxian sneered: "You are talking as if college students today can pass the long-distance running. Besides, is running only one kilometer the same as running five kilometers continuously?"

Zeng Xiaoxian started to pant even though he was doing warm-up exercises: "Don't mention it when I was in college, I have never run five kilometers in my entire life!"

"These are all excuses. As a girl, I can run within 18 minutes of five kilometers."

"Oh ho~" Zi Qiao screamed.

"Listen to what happened to us today. Zhanbo vented his emotions like a man for the first time in his life, and Teacher Zeng wanted to challenge a five-kilometer run for the first time in his life.

"The most important thing is that for the first time in her life, Yifei realizes that she is actually a girl!"

Yifei frowned coldly: "Lu Ziqiao, don't think that I won't dare to beat you if you're stuck in a car!"

Zhan Bo defended Teacher Zeng in a low voice: "Sister, you can't compare yourself with Teacher Zeng. After all, the standard five-kilometer time for female first-level athletes is only about 17 minutes and 10 seconds.

"A normal adult male's time to run five kilometers is about 25 minutes, let alone Teacher Zeng. He was out of breath last time he climbed Sheshan Mountain."

Yifei paused for a moment, but still said harshly: "This is because this loser's physical fitness is too weak. I asked him to follow me for a morning jog to exercise, but he refused to listen."

Zeng Xiaoxian's eyes suddenly darkened: "Nvxia, I work the night shift five days a week.

"You asked me to go to bed at around four in the morning, and then go out with you for morning exercise at early six in the morning?

"Please be a human being."

Yifei snorted a few times and felt a little depressed: "What do you think we should do now?"

Zeng Xiaoxian had a sudden thought: "By the way, isn't Nan Feng a living person? Can I ask him to transform himself into a TV station?"

Wan Yu exclaimed: "Is Nan Feng so powerful?"

Everyone:...

Zi Qiao suddenly became happy: "Two prodigies, Nanfeng knows a few magic tricks, but not a few magic tricks.

"If you expect Nanfeng to transform into a living person, you might as well expect Yifei to use Qinggong to take Teacher Zeng off the elevated highway."

Zeng Xiaoxian was almost in a hurry and sought medical treatment. He quickly raised his head and looked at Yifei: "Is that okay?"

Yifei rolled her eyes at Xiaoxian: "Brother, the height of the Central Elevated is 42 meters.

"I'm not talking about reality. Even in martial arts novels, few people can fall from a height of 42 meters without any damage."

"What should we do?" Zeng Xiaoxian was about to cry but had no tears.

He would rather believe that there are great transformations and Qinggong in this world than believe that he can run five kilometers in twenty-three minutes.

After all, he didn't know how many strange people there were in this world, but he knew very well how useless his endurance was.

Wan Yu sighed: "Teacher Zeng, you'd better wait for Ultraman to help you."

"Ultraman? Where in the world did Ultraman come from!"

Zeng Xiaoxian cried: "And let alone Ultraman, I can't even see a Japanese person now."

"Teacher Zeng!"

Following a familiar shout, everyone looked up in shock.

Not far away, a brave and fearless reverse driver appeared in the stagnant traffic.

Guangu was like a small fish swimming upstream, driving a small flying star wheelchair towards everyone.

Although the flying stars are small, their light is not as bright and dazzling as the sun and moon.

But when it appears in front of you overcoming all resistance, it means that your dream is about to come true.

Guangu happily waved to several people: "I'm coming!"

"Sekiya!"

Zeng Xiaoxian's eyes filled with tears: "Come here, I know God will not abandon me like this.

"My Ultraman Sekiya is finally here to save me!"