Chapter 411: Stimulating Her Mother Opening the Door for Stimulation, Stimulated to the Home

Sun Wukong, Yang Jian, Nezha. The three of them had only taken two luxury taxis today in total, and the third time they were already sitting in Tang An's car.

The car-riding experience of the first two times was spacious, comfortable, and steady. So much so... that they had no guard against a novice driver.

Tang An started the car, held the steering wheel tightly with both hands, leaned forward, wishing she could stick her head out the window.

Nezha saw this scene and suddenly had a bad premonition.

"You..."

"Hum!"

Nezha's second word, along with the car's ejection start, made him have to swallow it back.

In that instant, the three people who had no precautions at all, with that fierce recoil, their heartbeats almost stopped for a beat.

No, is it this stimulating?

Sun Wukong grabbed the back seat, just wanting to speak. Only heard a "Rip" sound...

His face was tightly, seamlessly stuck to the back of Tang An's seat!

At that moment, Yang Jian's look at Sun Wukong was full of sympathy.

Of course, he wasn't much better; he also almost had a face-sticking brake.

Mainly because the car's acceleration was too fast, and the brakes were too good, not giving people any psychological preparation at all.

As for Nezha, the passenger...

At that time, Nezha's face was only 0.1 centimeters away from the front windshield, almost about to have a face-sticking kill.

Fortunately, he was someone who knew magic, and he pushed a force forward, pushing himself back.

Then...

"Bang!"

It was the front windshield of the car that was exploded by that palm of his.

On the side of the road, the four of them squatted there, staring at the exploded front windshield of the car, not saying a word.

Tang An took out an immortal fruit from the Wealth Gathering Ring and rubbed it on Nezha. She ate four or five in a row until she was almost full, and she still couldn't figure out how the car she had just picked up from the 4S store had to be sent back to the factory for repairs.

"Is my driving technique not good?"

The three disciples didn't speak, just looked left and right.

"Didn't I just eject and start, and almost hit the car, and then had a sudden brake?"

"Could that be my problem? That must be the car's acceleration being too fast, and the brakes being too good!"

"Also! Must blame that car, why did it go on the road for no reason, right?"

"Does it not know the road is my living room? Ah!" This road of self-blackening now added her as well.

Nezha listened to Tang An mumbling a lot on the side, slightly blushing. Mainly, that glass was indeed broken by him.

If Tang An scolded him twice, he wouldn't feel guilty instead. The less she scolded him, the more guilty he felt.

"Actually, it can be restored with magic."

"Do I not know it can be restored with magic? Ah?"

"But it's broad daylight, there are surveillance cameras everywhere. If I restore it with magic here today, tomorrow they will take me to the Special Bureau for research."

"Then what to do?" Nezha asked Yang Jian.

"Then what to do?" Yang Jian asked Wukong.

"Then what to do?" Wukong asked Tang An.

Tang An took a deep breath and got up, clapping her hands.

"As long as my driving skill is good, I can drive even without a windshield."

"Go, get in the car!"

Yes, blaming heaven and earth, she didn't question her own driving skill problem at all.

Thus, the four of them got back in the car.

This time, Nezha obediently sat in the back row. Then the three of them very obediently fastened their seatbelts, fastened them tightly.

At the same time, they all pinched the incantation, fearing that they wouldn't be able to react if they encountered a special situation.

"You..." Tang An looked at their nervous expressions, slightly displeased. "You don't believe in Master's driving skill?"

The three of them nodded in unison, and shook their heads in unison.

Tang An wanted to point at them, but turned into a fist.

"Very good, Master will definitely prove that my driver's license was truly passed by myself, absolutely not bought with money!"

She swore! She must prove herself well!

Then...

"Mas, Master, peo, people..."

"Car, car Master!"

"Going to hit, going to hit!"

"Whew..."

"Dodge, dodge, dodge, dodge, dodge..."

Who is dodging, of course, it's letting pedestrians and cars dodge!

This whole journey stimulated the three of them so much that Yang Jian and Nezha even felt that their three eyes weren't enough, and one felt that his three heads and six arms weren't enough.

Wukong didn't speak, just kept casting spells, avoiding several near-scrapes.

This journey was simply... stimulating her mother opening the door for stimulation, stimulated to the home!

"Mas, Master, how about... we carry it with magic?" Sun Wukong gave a suggestion that was more stable than casting spells every time it was dangerous.

Tang An stopped at a traffic light, her big eyes round, which could be described as tense, listening to all directions and watching all sides, and then automatically ignored Sun Wukong's suggestion.

Mainly, if magic was used to drive, what was the point of buying a car?

Don't you know that many novice little chickens are more fond of playing the more they are chickens?

"Why did I put the divine residence so far away for no reason?"

"Can't the divine residence fly over to find us by itself?"

No one in the car answered, leaving only a crow flying by, leaving six dots.

After about thirty seconds, Nezha couldn't help but ask: "Why not go yet?"

"No traffic light, didn't you see the traffic police directing there?"

"Traffic police? What is he directing?"

"Don't know." Tang An couldn't understand the traffic police's textbook-like gestures at all.

The more standard the gestures, the more confused she was.

In the car... there was another deafening silence.

Sure enough, no matter where Master is, she always has the ability to make people silent.

"Then when can we go?" Yang Jian asked.

"Don't know, when the car behind beeps, I can go."

The three of them looked back, the key was that there was only their car on this four-lane road!

"What if there's no car behind?" Nezha asked again.

This question really stumped Tang An.

Until the traffic police were also anxious, walked over from the center of the road, and knocked on Tang An's driver's side window.

Tang An pressed the window down obediently, and then said: "Actually, you don't have to knock, my front windshield is full-view ventilated, I can hear it."

Because of this sentence, the traffic police almost couldn't hold it.

"Take out the driver's license?"

"No."

"Report the ID number."

"Don't remember."

"Hmm?"

"But!" Tang An was busy in the car for a while, and finally found her ID card. "I brought it."

After the traffic police confirmed that Tang An did have a driver's license, he couldn't help but want to say a few more words to her earnestly.

But it seemed that he was talking to Tang An alone, but actually, the four of them were nagged together.

Sun Wukong's brain was about to explode, "This person, could it be a monk reincarnated?"

Nezha took a deep breath, reciting what Tang An told him, that he couldn't kill people casually here, couldn't kill people casually.

Yang Jian didn't speak, just sighed deeply, like a parent, admitting mistakes while negotiating well with the traffic police, then smiling and signaling to say goodbye, frantically signaling Tang An to drive away quickly.

Hey, people are on a journey in trouble. The four of them are good, playing as gods on a journey in trouble. ===== CHAPTER 412 =====