The German-made car slid under the rear iron chain at an angle. Zhao Fanchen stepped on the ground suddenly, and the car stood up again and flew forward. The little girl opened her eyes and took a look, and suddenly shouted excitedly: "Too

It’s exciting, uncle, you are awesome!”

The loudspeaker has already reported back the situation of the first lap: "The Flame Thugs, the undefeated myth, are now firmly in the lead, followed closely by the YZF-R1, far ahead of the German-made ones. After another corner, once you enter

After the long street track, I believe that the Fire Mob will increase its speed even more fiercely. By then, it will be difficult for the Germans to have a chance to counterattack. There is an obstacle course in front of it, and there are iron chains across the track. This is a problem for many racing drivers.

A sky-cut chasm, the flame thugs were moving at an alarming speed without any pressure, the car body tipped over, smoothed out, easily passed the four lines of defense in front, and the distance between them and the German ones behind was getting bigger and bigger, we continue to pay attention

, the next competition will be even more exciting." As soon as the news came out, it caused quite a stir and cheers and screams in the crowd.

Liu Jun cast a cold and mocking look at the three people who gave birth to his son, and said with disdain: "Damn, you dare to play with me on a scrapped German-made car, and I will kill you, damn, if the German-made one wins, I will

Go eat shit."

Ahead is the so-called obstacle course. There are nails on the ground and the same iron chain across the middle of the track. The little girl was surprised and asked: "Uncle, how can you run like this?"

What she responded to was that the speed of the German-made motorcycle was soaring rapidly, almost approaching two hundred. The wind was whistling in her ears. The little girl didn't dare to stand even if she wanted to. It was already at the end of Huancheng Lake.

After a section of the track, it was still the same as before. After the speed of the German-made vehicle soared to more than 200, Zhao Fanchen suddenly leaned over, pressing the front of the car with one hand and grabbing the little girl behind him with one hand. Hee hee???? The car tilted.

The car slid out, creating a series of fierce sparks on the ground. This time, the car slid out diagonally at an even more amazing speed. The little girl behind was so frightened that it screamed, "It is made in Germany and is anti-wear. If it slides out, there will be no damage."

A distance of tens of meters passed through six obstacle defense lines in succession.

The people guarding the curve who saw this thrilling scene looked in disbelief at the German-made machine that was sliding out of the ground, risking sparks. The boss opened his mouth in surprise and quickly used the loudspeaker to broadcast the live racing results.

Passed back: "I can't believe it. It's amazing. The latecomer from Germany came on top. With an impossible diagonal slide, he easily crossed the four obstacle defense lines, surpassing the four cars in front and now in the third place.

The second YZF-R1 is approaching the flaming mob at the head?? The German-made engine is already emitting sparks????"

There was another burst of fanatical cheers from the crowd, but more of them were curses, because many people were placing their bets on the Fire Mob.

"Hmph! What can we do if we catch up? Wan Chai will never miss it???" Liu Jun had a bad premonition in his heart.

You can already see the flaming mob in front of you. The German-made tire that slid out diagonally hit the ground, turned sideways, and suddenly stood up from the ground. The engine roared loudly, and you stepped on the accelerator fiercely, and started to violently.

As the speed increased, the car's tires made a violent friction on the ground and made a hissing sound. Nitrogen-filled tires are the most wear-resistant. The wheels in front rotated rapidly, bursting out with a whistling sound, and suddenly rushed out.

At this time, the German Zao Zao was already starting to have sparks. The little girl behind was so scared that she did not dare to open her eyes. She hugged Zhao Fanchen tightly. The strong wind blew on her face and hurt. The German Zao Zao and the flaming thugs in front.

The distance between them was shrinking rapidly. Wan Chai looked back at Zhao Fanchen, who was already catching up. He raised the flame thug's stopwatch to 300 and seemed to be flying. Zhao Fanchen was riding behind him.

Made in Germany, not to be outdone, the speed increase is no smaller than that of the Flame Mob, and the gap is still narrowing.

Wan Chai saw that his Fire Thugs had no room to speed up, but the German ones behind him seemed to be running faster and faster, rushing up like a hurricane, and then swung around a corner. The gap between the Flame Thugs and the German ones

It's already less than ten meters away.

The person in front quickly used the loudspeaker to broadcast back this fierce competition period: "Now the German-made cars have passed through the long street and are chasing the flame thugs. The gap is narrowing rapidly. The German-made cars are about to overtake the flame thugs. It's really

I can’t believe that a German-made obsolete car can run at such an amazing speed. It’s incredible. Now the racing has reached fever pitch and entered the final sprint stage.”

As soon as this news came out, the confidence of many people was shattered! Many people who bought Fire Thug were cursing around them, and some even started smashing wine bottles in anger. The promising Flame Thug was about to be defeated by the humble German

It has been surpassed, and many people now place their hopes on the final sprint stage of the Fire Mob.

The track in front is a bridge, which is the final sprint stage of the car. The four streets are followed by the bridge. A sharp turn, Wan Chai increased the speed fiercely, and the flaming mob rushed out, rushing out from the interface to get on the bridge.

After stopping behind a sharp turn, the Fire Thug's tires rubbed a string of sparks against the ground.

Wan Chai got out of the car, grabbed the ground and tied it to a long baseball bat that had been prepared in the car. He held it in his hand and hid behind the sharp turn, preparing to hit Zhao Fanchen head-on. Many times he encountered

In the master's competition, Wan Chai always followed Liu Jun's wishes and pounced on the racing cars coming up behind them under unknown circumstances. Every time, without any surprise, they directly knocked the rushing racing drivers to the ground.

He heard the familiar sound of the German-made engine coming closer and closer. Based on past experience, the moment the German-made engine appeared, Wan Chai swung the baseball bat in his hand and wanted to hit the German-made engine. But when he hit the bend just now,

Zhao Fanchen was turning inward, and he lifted the German-made vehicle fiercely. Only the rear tire touched the ground, while the front and tire were lifted up and hung in the air, flying forward with the huge impact of inertia.

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Wan Chai only saw that the German-made front tire was one meter high from the ground and was heading towards him.

With a click, the baseball bat was directly smashed into pieces by the front wheel of the German aircraft flying off the ground. A huge roar erupted in his head, and Wan Chai was all hit by the flying German aircraft and flew away from the bridge.

, the two fiery thugs were also knocked away, and Germany, which landed firmly on the ground, flew out with a drifting tail, and fell into the water under the bridge along with Wan Chai.

The person who reported the racing situation on the road ahead was dumbfounded on the spot when he saw this scene. He was stunned for a moment and quickly reported the explosive news through the loudspeaker: "Um????The current racing situation is that the flame thugs and the car god Wan Chai are coming from

It was thrown off the bridge????The German-made car took the first place with its unimaginable driving skills. The scene just now was simply a miracle. It is indescribable. The German-made car was actually driven on fire and flew up."

As soon as this explosive news came out, the crowd was completely silent. There were no cheers or excited screams, because everyone saw this scene. Zhao Fanchen had returned on his sparkling German-made motorcycle, and the little girl behind him

Excitedly, she stretched out her hand and pulled out her bright red bra. She stood half-standing, waved it with great air and screamed: "Victory! Aomen is so weak, uncle, so awesome!"

Immediately afterwards, the crowd roared with anger, because except for the three people who had children, Abin, and everyone else had put their money on Wan Chai, the flaming mob.

Only a little girl who came with the little girl, in order to support her little sister, so she painfully spent a thousand yuan on the German made body. If she bet and lose ten, she would make ten thousand yuan.

.

"Oh yeah, I won! That's so damn awesome, Ke'er, your little baby is so awesome. He actually defeated the flaming thug from Meng. He just made 10,000 yuan!" said a man wearing a hooded coat.

The little girl in clothes ran over excitedly, grabbing the little girl who was shouting excitedly, and the two of them cheered.

The little girl said with a proud look on her face: "I am so awesome, my queen! Ah, I won more than 10,000 yuan, go to eat at Pizza Hut, and I also want to go to the disco and sing, okay!" The little girl ran over and pulled the rider excitedly.

Holding the German-made Zhao Fanchen's arm: "Uncle, we invite you to dance and sing in the evening, okay?"

"We'll talk about it later when you stop swearing, have your hair cut clean, and act like a normal person!" Zhao Fanchen said with a smile.

"Wouldn't that mean death! I don't want it!" The little girl curled her lips.

The two little girls gathered together and danced happily, chattering excitedly and planning how to spend the 10,000 yuan they won.

The lame Liu Jun was sitting there and his face turned blue. He couldn't believe that Wan Chai would lose the drag racing competition. Wan Chai had never failed, and the Flame Thug would actually lose to the eliminated German-made car.

"Boss is so powerful, so awesome." Shengzi and Abin ran over happily, with excitement on their faces.

Zhao Fanchen directly brought the German-made horse with sparks and the ashtray burning red in front of Liu Jun, and stretched out a hand towards her: "Bring it here!"

Since he had lost the Wan Chai drag race, Liu Jun would certainly not be willing to give up the wealth he had worked hard for several years to give to Zhao Fanchen. He slammed the table and stood up, saying angrily.

: "Fuck, who do you think you are? This is my territory. Do you think I would be stupid enough to give you the wealth I have worked so hard to build over the past few years? I won't give it to you in your dreams. What can you do to me?

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Chapter completed!