Doomsday Chariot: Mark the location where others store goods at the beginning

"The car broke down?" Yueji stood in front of the huge LCD screen, pushed down her glasses and asked.

On the screen are several surveillance images, and countless vehicles are running wildly in the following pictures.

And in the first picture, Lu Chen's chariot is quietly stopped in place, creating a sharp contrast.

The rest of the experimenters shook their heads, they were also scratching their heads.

"Turn it off." Tsukihime said.

She didn't really care about the childish games of these men, but she just glanced at Lu Chen today with some curiosity.

An experimenter was about to turn off the screen, but suddenly froze in place.

A little cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and he muttered in his mouth: "It's gone..."

"It's gone, the car in the video is gone!" The experimenter exclaimed.

"What!" Tsukihime looked at the screen again, and the rest of the experimenters also stopped their work.

The combat vehicle that had just been quietly parked in the No. 1 surveillance screen had disappeared, leaving only two off-road vehicles slowly starting.

A few seconds later, the vehicle streaked through the second surveillance screen like a shooting star.

"How is it possible!" Several experimenters shouted.

There was a gap of almost 500 meters between surveillance No. 1 and No. 2, how could it be possible to cross in a few seconds.

Soon, the combat vehicle appeared again on the surveillance screen No. 3, No. 4, No. 5 ... The intervals between occurrences are getting shorter and shorter.

"How is it possible, how can it still be accelerated." Some of the experimenters already had shocked looks on their faces.

Several experimenters turned over the detailed data of the chariot and scratched their heads to meditate.

How can it be! How could this modification have such a fast speed.

Looking at Lu Chen, who was about to catch up with the large army on the screen, a bright color flashed in Yueji's eyes.

"Interesting, interesting."

......

In a small room of the converted factory, a CCTV in the corner also broadcasts surveillance footage, and a group of people sitting under the TV are betting on this race.

Buy and leave!

"Grandma's, come on, green hair!" Lin Sledgehammer looked at TV, clenched his fists, and exerted all his strength, as if he was playing a somatosensory game.

There are a total of 12 pictures on TV, the army is in the 7th screen, and the kamikaze is in the 8th screen.

Motorcycles are generally faster than cars because of their small weight and horsepower, so Kamikaze's No. 7 team is always number one.

However, because the models are different, no one compares with them, and everyone mainly looks at the large troops.

In the large army, the No. 6 convoy led the way, followed by iron mask and green hair.

"Green turtle, give Lao Tzu a rush!"

"Iron mask, come on!"

Everyone cheered on the team they bet on, and today everyone was biting to death, and the suspense of the game was full.

The first echelon disappeared into the No. 7 surveillance screen and entered the monitoring blind zone.

Everyone pinched the sweat in their hands, and when the large army appeared on the No. 8 surveillance screen, the journey was nearing the end.

So the order that appears on the eighth screen is basically the ranking of this race.

Everyone bets on hard currency such as alcohol and tobacco, so the outcome of the game is important to them.

Lin Sledgehammer pressed three packs of cigarettes to Green Mao at once, because he had just upgraded the engine for Green Mao yesterday and was full of confidence.

Everyone was engrossed in the surveillance screen No. 8 and appeared! A car appears on the screen.

Who is it?

Lin Sledgehammer didn't recognize it at a glance, he squinted his eyes and looked carefully, who is this?

How is this car somewhat familiar, but not completely?

After a moment of reaction, Lin Sledgehammer's face was full of shock.

"Groove!"

At this time, everyone also reacted, the first to appear on the No. 8 surveillance screen was the No. 3 team leader car that left last!

"What! Where did he come from.

"Lie down, the heavenly gods have descended from mortals."

"Is the monitoring broken?"

The room exploded in an instant, and the auto mechanics were the most in the group, and none of them were optimistic about the car.

Lin Sledgehammer looked at Lu Chen's chariot in the picture, and his mind was full of impossible.

How could it be so fast, I obviously scanned the car, it was simply unremarkable.

"Did anyone bet on him." Lin Sledgehammer asked loudly.

If no one bets him, his own cigarettes will still have the possibility of preserving their capital.

"I bet." A flat-headed brother in the corner silently raised his hand.

"Heaven kill!"

"Shit luck."

"You're going to get rich now, oh my God."

Scolding sounded in the room, and the flat-headed brother instantly became the target of everyone.

Lin Sledgehammer slipped down on the chair, and sad and annoyed emotions welled up in his heart.

Three packs of cigarettes, blue and shiitake mushrooms.

"Look what he's doing!" One exclaimed.

I saw that the large army had come to the No. 9 surveillance screen, and the momentum was so broken that Lu Chen, who could have left other convoys far behind, slowed down!

He kept one position faster than the lead car of the No. 4 team behind him, and the two cars remained relatively stationary.

When the green hair turns left, he turns left, and when the green hair goes right, he also turns to the right, which seems to be on the same page as the green hair.

Then everyone found that the skylight of the land dust chariot was slowly opening.

What kind of moth is he going to do.

......

On the high-speed chariot, Lu Chen took out a few gadgets from the space.

"What is it?" Zhuang Yuan looked at a few small bags in Lu Chen's hand and asked.

"Stinky fart bomb." Lu Chen said with a smile.

Zhuang Yuan, a good girl who has grown up from childhood, definitely doesn't know, but this thing is an artifact for naughty children.

"When you press it, it will explode and emit a stench."

Lu Chen controlled the chariot at high speed with one hand, and pressed those smelly fart bombs with his other hand.

Zhuang Yuan was speechless for a while, the man in front of him was really a changeable personality.

Lu Chen calculated the time and threw the smelly fart bomb out of the skylight.

Don't even think about eating exhaust gas after me, give Lao Tzu a smelly fart!

The green hair drove the car desperately to bite Lu Chen, but he couldn't surpass it.

Damn, how can his car run so fast, Lao Tzu only changed the engine yesterday.

If it weren't for him, the first today would be Lao Tzu, damn it, damn it.

Hey? What is this, I saw several bulging packets quickly flying from Lu Chen's chariot.

"Snap!" The packets exploded as they approached them, and a yellow-green liquid sprayed on the front windows of the car.

Immediately, a disgusting stench spread into the nose of the green hair.

"TMD, stinky fart bomb, close the window!" The green-haired hair exploded, and he roared at the little brother.

"I'll kill your mother! Lu Chen!"

After throwing the smelly fart bomb, Lu Chen stepped on the accelerator with satisfaction, and the chariot instantly threw off the green-haired convoy.

Zhuang Yuan looked at Lu Chen, it was hard to imagine that he had done the two things of throwing stinky fart bombs and crushing giant zombies.

......

The No. 7 squad led by the kamikaze was at the front, and they could already see the fork in the road.

Kamikaze glanced at the chronograph, this time faster than before.

Because he is the first every time, he can only compare himself with himself, and those bulky cars can't catch up with motorcycles at all.

No way, invincibility is like that....

"Swoosh-"

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What got past me?