"Damn!"

Brother Wang and the fat man looked at each other, obviously still a little unbelievable about their crow's mouth.

After a moment of stagnation, he shouted in a hurry: "Where is the fire extinguisher? How about the fuck!"

The nearest car parked is on the track 10 meters away. Since you dare to play, no matter how amateur you are, you will definitely be equipped with a fire extinguisher.

In fact, when they rushed over to rescue, three racers were carrying fire extinguishers, but Huang Xu was unlucky. The three racers carrying fire extinguishers rushed towards Chen Yuhang's RS.

The first thing may be because the damage of that car looks even more tragic.

Secondly, if Wang Yan can't recognize which car belongs to whose, the drivers who travel with him will never admit their mistakes.

It is always an interesting test to save whom you want to have an accident and danger.

However, the RS did not catch fire. Instead, the GT3 had problems due to unprofessional over-modification. When those guys turned around and ran here in a hurry, the flames had already risen 50 cm high.

Wang Yan jumped up, grabbed the fat man, and grabbed the wrench into his hand.

"Vivi, you're blocking your face!"

After experiencing the initial panic, Lin Weiwei was now able to think and communicate normally. She immediately pulled the airbag and covered her face when she heard this.

The airbag only expands at the moment when it is anti-collision, and then it will slowly deflate. Lin Weiwei stretches out her hand and pulls it gently. The side airbag immediately protects the entire upper body, and then there is only a "bang" sound coming from her ears.

Wang Yan still has some common sense in life. He knows that the glass on the side of the car is made of tempered material, and it is easier to break if you knock on four corners.

With all his strength, as soon as he wrenched, the glass broke into cracks, but it still stuck together and did not fall off.

"Unuseless brother, 911's window glass is...dum!"

Wang Yan has no time to care about what the poisonous milk is saying. If you can't beat it in one go, you can do it a few more times and it's over!

Bang bang bang bang!

A wrench comes from each corner, like a black skin possessed.

Even laminated glass cannot withstand this kind of destruction. After all, it is not a special material that has been bulletproofed, and the thickness is just that.

After violently dismantling, Wang Yan finally created a starting point, immediately grabbed the door frame with both hands, and shouted Lin Weiwei: "Sister Weiwei, hold the door and pull it hard!"

Lin Weiwei immediately did what she said, without wasting her time at all.

The limit of her psychological quality may not be high, but she recovers so quickly.

With Lin Weiwei working inside, Wang Yan was more confident, stretched his feet to the 911 car body, leaned back, and swayed desperately.

"Brother, wait a moment, I'll find you a crowbar right away. The door has been deformed and the metal frame is stuck..."

Brother Poisonous Milk King began to chant anxiously again.

In fact, this guy didn't do anything serious. Not only did he help him to stabilize the body of the front tire, but he was also calling for help. He was instructing and giving advice, and he was very positive.

However, in this situation, just attitude is useless?!

Wang Yan didn't know much, and he hadn't even come into contact with cars, so he didn't have any confidence in his heart.

But things still need to be done. Since you don’t have enough wisdom and experience, just be a little more... and go through it recklessly!

I only have such strength now, no idea.

But you let me just watch it?

Sorry, I can't do it!

"Bang bang bang!"

"Clang clang!"

Wang Yan kicked the aluminum alloy metal plate on the back of the car body, and at the same time, he shook the car door with all his might.

The power of 79, the agility of 79, and the physique of 79, each plays an indispensable role at this moment.

The system evaluation mechanism is very simple. 99 points are the limit of attributes. 100 points are theoretically perfect, but in fact they may never be reached.

90-99 points are super genius, great man-level intelligence, and superman-level power.

80-89 are geniuses, corresponding to the top people in various industries.

79 points is the best, and you can enter the ranks of geniuses just one step away.

Running at full speed, Wang Yan was 79 points agility, and sprinted for more than 80 meters, which took more than 9 seconds.

In conversion, it is about 100 meters and 11 seconds.

It doesn't sound amazing, probably just the level of a national first-level athlete. However, there are skills in sprinting, which does not mean that if you meet the physical fitness standards, you can achieve good results.

The power is relatively more stable, and static power and explosive power have clear testing methods and are not affected by skills.

The current limits of humans are about 540 kg of squats, 290 kg of bench press, and 340 kg of barbell deadlift.

And an incredibly exaggerated record-bearing leg flexion, 14.6 tons.

Wang Yan's current posture is actually a not-standard table-type leg flexion and extension. The combination of the pedaling force of the legs and the pulling force of the hands can burst out the maximum energy.

Due to his size, Wang Yan's table-type leg flexion and extension are definitely not 80% of the limit record. After all, that was the result created by a strong man with a 240 kilogram.

However, even if it is only 40%, subtracting the weakening caused by the instandard force posture means up to 2-3 tons of static traction force.

After a sharp kick, a shaking, and after a sprint, the car door let out a creaking twisting moan.

Wang Yan keenly found the best force position - bend and stretching on the table-style legs, and then immediately changed the routine, no longer impacted with explosive force, but instead pulled hard with static force. After two seconds...

"Click! Tear!"

After a sound of metal breaking, the door of 911 was torn open by Wang Yan and broke completely.

"Damn it!"

"Damn..."

The whole process took 6 seconds, and the firefighters had just taken their seats.

The people nearby looked at Wang Yan with a look of gods, and their eyes almost smashed all over the floor.

In less than 10 seconds, I opened a twisted and deformed metal car door with my bare hands?!

Is this a thing that people do?!

The most important thing is that Wang Yan's height of less than 1.75 meters and his medium-sized figure are really confusing. The contrast is so strong that it makes people emotionally unacceptable.

However, Wang Yan did not have the time to care about what they thought. It was normal to be so shameless. Now, there is only one thing on him - concentration.

“Unlock the seat belt!”

A concise and concise command made Lin Weiwei feel inexplicably relieved. This girl is indeed not a person who only knows how to cry when encountering something. When she heard this, she immediately touched the center buckle of the six-point seat belt.

Wang Yan was not idle either. He just put his hands on her thighs, then used his other hand to protect the back of her neck, and lifted her up some.

Two seconds later, my hand sank.

The long-term upside down made Lin Weiwei's face congested and red, and her shoulders were also covered with blood marks by the seat belt - this thing is safe, but it is extremely uncomfortable.

However, even though she was sore all over and her physical strength was almost over, she still got out of Wang Yan's arms as soon as possible and crawled out with her hands.

"I can do it myself, wool, help Huang Xu!"

"Um."

Wang Yan also had no time to think about anything else, so he immediately climbed in from the co-pilot to rescue Huang Xu.

At this moment, the fire outside the car has been controlled, but the inside of the car body is not flammable but leaking into some gasoline, which is slowly igniting and smoke is coming everywhere.
Chapter completed!