don't call me devil

Mei Qian itself is very Buddhist, and I want to set off with those disabled people, slowly pushing the wheelchair, and enjoying the scenery along the way.

I even want to make friends with them, but I hesitate, they are already in a wheelchair, which is miserable enough, if they go up to talk by themselves, they may not be as simple as a wheelchair.

He was hesitating there, Jiang Jiuli and Mo Wanrou had already rushed out, and unfortunately, the front pedal of Mei Qian's wheelchair was stuck on Mo Wanrou's back bar.

While the two rushed out, they took Mei Qian out with them and were forced to join the competition of Fast and Furious.

On the other hand, the competition in the vanguard army is particularly fierce, Tao Yaoyao is holding the first position, far ahead, and the main force of the wheelchair church behind her drives all kinds of modified wheelchairs and blocks the track.

A moat was formed, and no wheelchair would be able to break through their defenses.

The first to catch up with the vanguard army was Emperor He Qiangdi, with his excellent fishing skills, he was stunned to shorten the gap, but was stopped by the defense line.

I saw He Qiang's steel teeth bite:

"Don't try to stop me!"

The lure rod in his hand was aimed at Tao Yaoyao at the front, and he threw it over with a single shot, and the fish hook was about to hook the handle of her battle chair.

But Tao Yaoyao is also awakening his mental power, where do you not know the situation behind?

A wicked smile appeared on his face, and his telekinesis suddenly bloomed like a tide.

I saw that the fish hook seemed to have fallen into an evil spirit, crossed a strange arc in the air, and hung it on the street lamp pole on the side of the road on the spot, and also tied a dead button.

He Qiang: ???

Now he is faced with two choices, one is to abandon the pole to save his life, and the other is to hold on to it.

Without the slightest hesitation, He Qiang directly clenched the fishing rod in his hand, his eyes full of fierceness.

"As a real man, even if he dies, he will never lose the fishing rod in his hand, never!"

The next moment, the fishing line bottomed out, and the streetlight poles were all pulled crookedly.

He Qiang flew out of the wheelchair directly with a pole, hit his head on the lamp pole, and then the whole person slipped off the lamp pole, lying on the ground and pumping, with a big red mark on his face...

Maybe this is the legend, one rod is passed down for three generations, and there is no chair left, right?

At this moment, Ren Jie also caught up, looking at the empty wheelchair on the side, his face was full of criticism.

Driverless seats?

But it doesn't matter, it's about the majesty of the brother.

"If you don't get out of the way, don't blame me for being rude!"

The wheelchair church looked ruthless, and they were all vigilant.

Someone immediately roared angrily:

"Ren scumbag has caught up, it's time to work, nothing can be said to let him go over, threatening the status of our president!"

"Throw it to me!"

So everyone opened their backpacks one after another, took out various items from it and threw them at Ren Jie.

Like banana peels, plastic bags, coffee cups, eggs, crumpled toilet paper, mineral water bottles, click is thrown.

Ren Jie's face darkened, is this a wheelchair race, or a go-kart obstacle race.

Don't you know that throwing objects at high speed is dangerous?

And what are you missing?

Did you bring your garbage bag?

Not only that, but there are even those who raise sand and throw cement ash, which carries forward the sportsmanship to the extreme.

It's just a matter of raising sand, right?

I saw that Ren Jie didn't say a word, the blazing blade was in his hand, and he slashed with a knife, even standing in a wheelchair to cut.

It's like cutting fruit, no matter what you throw over, it's all in two.

And behind Ren Jie, Chu Sheng, who was chasing bravely, was tired of sticking out his tongue.

The things that were cut in half by Ren Jie were all smashed on him, and after such a while, they all ate eggshells, four pieces of toilet paper, half a catty of sand and cement ash, and everyone changed color.

Sweat a little more, and people will be hard for a while.

At this moment, Ren Jie was slashing, and he saw a black thing flying over, and with a knife, the thing was immediately cut off.

The liquid of Heibula suddenly exploded, confusing Ren Jie's face.

(ꐦ҉̛ ̄͒҉̛益҉̛ ̄͒҉̛) "Puff wow~ Bah, which king and calf threw the ink?" I c~%?...; # *’☆&℃！ "

Ren Jie's face is really black this time, not to mention the ink on his face, his body is full of ink spots, and there is only a mouthful of small white teeth left...

Don't mention how embarrassed it looks.

Tao Yaoyao looked back and almost didn't laugh directly.

What's even more unfortunate is that the ink bottle that was beheaded by Ren Jie was all sprinkled on Chu Sheng's body.

He didn't receive the wealth of the splash at all, and all the splashing ink was received.

It's all over the body, face, mouth, and even eyes...

(ꐦʘ̆҉̛҉̛口ʘ̆҉̛҉̛) "Ahhhh There's a shady scene! What blinded me? Poof~ Splash!

"It's too dark for you grandsons, aren't you? Wait! Wait for me to surpass you! "

At this moment, Ren Jie is also in a hurry, if you don't use some means, you really can't tell the difference between the big and the small?

I saw that Ren Jie suddenly adjusted the direction of incineration, directly pulled the wheelchair, crossed the blockade from the sky, and rushed to the front of the wheelchair church members.

Then he pointed his big hand at the ground:

"Frost Fall, Slippery Tiu Technique!"

For a while, the endless cold condensed, directly turning the road into a smooth ice surface.

As soon as the wheelchair of the main force of the wheelchair church rushed to the ice, it slid directly, drifted and turned in circles, crashed into a ball, and fell into a ball, and the defense line was broken on the spot.

I saw Ren Jie catch up with Tao Yaoyao in one breath, grab her little head, and wipe her face with his big flower face.

Directly wiped it into a flower-faced cat.

"Jie Jie Jie~ Still want to get rid of your brother's clutches? No way, wow~"

Tao Yaoyao couldn't help but pout, his nuclear-powered acceleration wheelchair, plus telekinesis push, can't he surpass my brother Di?

It's clear that I didn't wake up a few days earlier than me, why is it so strong?

However, Chu Sheng did not give up, looking at the large ice in front of him, he couldn't help but roar.

"Blast Blast!"

His hands are straight down, and then he detonates.

The person and the wheelchair jumped up and crossed the ice and snow road like this.

"Aha~ Brother Jie! Don't want to get rid of me, you, the champion can only be mine! "

Demon On: Bomb Demon!"

"Detonation engine • ignition!"

I saw Chu Sheng's hands back, and violent explosions continued to come out of his palms, and with the help of the shock wave of the explosion, he drove the wheelchair to accelerate forward, faster and faster.

gradually caught up with Ren Jie's two siblings.

"Aha~ Brother Jie, I didn't expect it, right? I saw your rocket engine jet, I wasn't idle, I don't know if you've heard of a detonation engine, the thrust-to-weight ratio is better than yours!

Ren Jie grinded his teeth: "Can I still let you give it to you?" Am I not a brute? "

Frost + Burning = Haze!"

I saw that Ren Jie's hands were one ice and one fire, and they suddenly slammed together, and a huge amount of white mist suddenly appeared in the field, and the whole person was like a smoke making machine, frantically creating white fog to block Chu Sheng's sight.

A new round of competition begins.

And at this moment, Mo Wanrou and Jiang Jiuli pulled Mei Qian and the three of them followed closely behind.

At this speed, you can't stop at all when you see the ice.

rushed directly to the ice, a slip and a drift flick, Mei Qian's wheelchair broke away from the team, was thrown out on the spot, and crashed through the guardrail without a trace.

The wheelchairs of the two skated on the ice for a long time before stopping.

Mo Wanrou's arms jumped violently:

"Xiao Li, don't be afraid, it's just ice, I'll catch up with them in minutes!"

However, at this moment, no matter how Mo Wanrou pushed, the two wheels of the wheelchair were crazy and slipped, and they couldn't move.

I saw Jiang Jiuli's expression ruthless, and he directly pulled out the Xingchen long sword on his back.

"No matter what, you have to win Ren Jie once when you say anything!"

Mo Wanrou was stunned: "You... What are you doing? "