The system is the king of the counterattack master

Han Xiaodong didn't hear a word of the conversation between Wang Hao and Lu Ying, and the radio station at hand would beep from time to time, which was the signal sound for the trailing starter to communicate with the mountain.

Drivers are equipped with hand rests to prevent accidents during the race. It is much more convenient to have hand rests for rescue.

Since the starter's voice came from the radio station: "Let's go."

All that was left on the radio was this rhythmic noise.

However, Wuling Hongguang's car is even louder, so the sound of the mobile phone is almost negligible.

Overtaking just now looked very thrilling, but it was also the result of countless times of practice. For this overtaking, Han Xiaodong even used Brother Long's relationship to specially buy a few high-end tires that Wuling Hongguang can use, just for today's overtaking. overtake.

Glancing at Xie Ming in the rearview mirror who was jumping up and down behind him, swaying from side to side looking for opportunities, Han Xiaodong finally smiled.As long as he is in front, Xie Ming will never have a chance to overtake him in his life.

The two cars quickly entered the next curve. Unlike the previous curves with Wang Hao and the others, Han Xiaodong ran without any burden this time. Although there were many people watching at the foot of the mountain, he was the only one in the car after all. people.

He can finally let himself go.

He actually had another purpose for running Wangyue Mountain this time, which was to challenge Wang Hao's [-] minutes and [-] seconds. If possible, he hoped to change this record to his own name.

Brake, decelerate, adjust direction, flick the tail, give the accelerator, all in one go.

At the second corner, Han Xiaodong completed the cornering performance with minimal speed loss.

Because it was too fluent, the mountain caused another exclamation. A Wuling Hongguang actually felt like it was driven out of a racing car. The audience watching the game couldn't help but exclaimed again and again.

Even Lu Ying, who was watching the game with a telescope, couldn't help stepping on Wang Hao: "Take a look, why is this kid so rough today? He is more fueled than when he ran with you a while ago."

Hearing this, Wang Hao picked up his binoculars again. In the circular field of vision, a Wuling Hongguang shrouded in blue light dashed left and right, sliding quickly on the mountain road like a loach in water, without the slightest sign of trouble. blockage.

If the looming outline of Wuling Hongguang is ignored, what you see in the telescope is just a gorgeous and long blue light, rushing left and right like a ghost, dancing gracefully.

"Boy, do you still want to challenge my record?" Wang Hao saw Han Xiaodong's intention at a glance.

When he ran this track back then, although he didn't try his best, he also ran a record that he thought would not be broken in a short time.

In fact, just as he expected, in the past two years, no one has broken that record, so he was called the God of Mochizuki behind his back.

But according to Han Xiaodong's running style today, the name of the moon-watching mountain chariot god may change hands.

"When did you become so awesome?" Wang Hao was a little confused, but also a little proud. After all, Han Xiaodong was brought out by him.

"It's called green out of blue, you should retire quickly." Lu Ying didn't forget to choke him when she found a chance, but Wang Hao was not angry, just chuckled.

How did they know that Han Xiaodong ran no less than Lu Ying's karting track on this road.

To put it bluntly, even if Han Xiaodong's car window is smashed, he can still run down from memory.

But this made Xie Ming suffer behind him.

Relying on the excellent performance of the BMW, he had caught up to the rear of Han Xiaodong's car several times, but he was thrown away once he crossed the curve.

You know, they are now running on the front of the mountain, just facing the finish line, and their own embarrassment can be seen by the people below.

His heart is full of anger now, and the anger has burned away the little reason left.

He wished he could rush over to kill Han Xiaodong and make him disappear from this world forever.

After all, Xie Ming has never suffered such humiliation since he grew up so big.

However, the difference in strength was there, and the distance between the two cars became wider and wider. In the end, even on the straight road, Xie Ming could no longer catch up with Han Xiaodong.

Seeing the distance between the two cars getting wider and wider, the emotions of the crowd were pushed to a climax. After all, Wuling Hongguang's title of "God Car" is more of a joke. Today I really saw a god-like Wuling Hongguang. Everyone Still feel a little weird.

But not everyone is happy. At least the Thirteen Youngsters are not happy at all. The Thirteenth Youngsters are not actually thirteen people. They were founded by the first thirteen people. Now they have developed into a drag racing group of more than 20 people.

Seeing his team members driving million-dollar BMWs, they couldn't even run away with sixty to seventy thousand pieces of broken bread. These people's faces were extremely dull, and a few even put down their binoculars, just looking at the green The little dot of light struggled to chase the little blue dot of light.

"Brother Hui, that poor boy is crazy. Do you think we are fighting with that Wang Hao? Why doesn't anything good happen every time we meet him?" Said.

"Shut up!" Lin Hui is not in the mood to talk to him now, his current mood can only be described as wanting to kill someone, if the uninterested buddy next to him says more nonsense, he doesn't guarantee that he won't Will draw a knife to kill.

This scene is so familiar now, thinking that he lost to Wang Hao in the same way and with the same gap back then.

"Give me the handle." Lin Hui whispered to the thin face next to him.

The thin pointed face handed over the desk.

Lin Hui picked up the hand table and glanced at it, then slammed it on the thin and pointed face: "I'm talking about that! Give me this, it's useless!"

Although the thin pointed face blocked it with his hand, it still hurt from the impact. He let out a "hiss" and quickly handed the other hand to Lin Hui carefully.

"Hello, Xie Ming." A familiar voice suddenly came out of Xie Ming's earphones.

This mobile station is dedicated to their Thirteenth Young Master. It uses an encrypted channel, and only they themselves can receive it. Before getting in the car, Lin Hui asked someone to put the headset on Xie Ming's ear. Now he finally rang , but Xie Ming's heart also lifted up.

Lin Hui has always been known for being ruthless and ruthless. He was able to sit on the boss of the drag racing team not only because of his good driving skills, but also because of his ruthless methods.

When he was falling behind, he suddenly remembered Lin Hui's voice, and Xie Ming felt his hairs stand on end.

"You don't need to talk. You only have one thought in your mind, which is to win. I don't care what method you use, whether you overtake or hit it. In short, you want to win. If you lose today's match, you don't have to drive in the future. gone."

Xie Ming didn't answer, but he understood what it meant.

Thirteenth Young Master will only let one type of person permanently leave their team - disabled people who will never be able to drive again.