A moment.

The car completely ran off the track.

A light white film covers the car body.

It opened its gliders and jet thrusters with blue tail flames in mid-air.

It's like the wings of the sky forged by the crystallization of humanity's top technology

[Complete Achievement: Flying across the sky]

[Achievement description: The city of night passes through my fingertips, passing over my head and skipping under my feet.]

Su Wen's car crashed directly into the Les Angton Building while speeding.

He made a handsome forward gesture:

"Now, the climax of the night has truly arrived."

A moment.

A huge explosion sounded.

The specialized collision device at the front of the car directly pierced Les Angton's solid exterior wall structure with the energy flow and huge kinetic energy.

Then

"Driver No. 25, lost control?"

Countless spectators looked at this scene in shock.

But in the next second.

A letter from an anonymous person [Racing Driver No. 25] was received in the mailboxes of all gangs;

[Dear outstanding gang leaders and rebels:

I want to tell you a story, one, about "Les Onton"'s experiment of capturing children to study aberrations in the abyss.

And the two people who fight against it all alone, the former champion Grace Arnold, and the white hound Vern O'Neill.

At the same time,

Here, driver No. 25, sincerely invites you all to become my ‘accomplices’.

All the income of Les Angton Group belongs to whoever grabs it.

Of course, you can also choose to turn a blind eye to the disappearance of your family, brothers, and close friends.

To express your fear and obedience to giant companies!

At the same time.

This will also prove that your so-called "resistance spirit" is just a pile of Shet!

End of greetings.

I wish you a happy evening.

Letter left by: Night Watchman—Rhine】

"He did it on purpose!"

"The night watchman, he is actually the night watchman!"

"Good boy, it's a good way to provoke generals, right? I'm in the business of a giant enterprise. Those beasts should have experienced what it's like for the people in the lower city to survive in the mud."

"This job, tearer, follow!"

"Go back and prepare guys, take out the RPG-29 rocket launcher that you saved before."

Everyone present was excited.

What Les Angton did has truly violated the bottom line of humanity.

And driver No. 25.

The racing driver who calls himself ‘Rhine’.

This is a 'polite and elegant' greeting.

It ignited the fire in everyone’s heart.

Looking at the huge racing venue, the crowds are constantly being diverted for the next action,

Old York of the Fars Chamber of Commerce lit a cigar.

In the gray smoke ring of the cigar, for the first time, he did not use interest assessment, but opened his eyes and said in a praising tone

"A lunatic that even Detroit could not imagine, a true legend worth investing in."

"Boss, what did Mr. Rhine say before?"

The assistant next to him asked.

Old York smiled:

"I agree. Not only do I agree, I also want to increase the amount of bombing and the number of armed forces. Who wouldn't want to get Les Angton's good things?"

At the same time.

Under the flashing neon lights.

The boss of the carnival team smashed the whiskey bottle in his hand and said with a laugh:

"Hahaha, this is the most suitable opening line for a carnival party."

"Boss, what do you mean?"

"Needless to say, Grace has persisted alone for so long, let's fight in,"

"8,625 armed motorcycles, all activated!
Chapter completed!