If I don't have money to go to college, I can only go to slay the dragon.

Car For Car.

Life For Life.

Street rules, underground racing, fighting for your life, becoming a king and losing a bandit.

The bright car lights illuminated the entire street as bright as day. Both sides of the road were surrounded by crowds. Women, men, and raging hormones were noisy in the night along with the wine that overflowed from the bottle due to the cheers. Heart-racing music was playing inside, and each wave carried the roar of the engine's warm-up sound higher into the night sky.

"I finally understand why you must choose a fast car, otherwise you really can't beat these guys." From the driver's seat, Lin Xian stood by the car window and looked at the row of muscle modified cars, seriously It was so modified that even my mother didn't recognize it. The floor oil seemed to be stepped on the accelerator with every step, and the engine roared heart-breakingly and made a deafening sound.

On the spacious street, five racing cars with their headlights on were lined up from left to right. They were on the same starting line. The Dodge Challenger, Ford Cobra, Viper, and Dodge Charger were all different from the other cars. Koenigsegg One:1.

Except for this super sports car, the other four cars are all illegally modified cars. The parts are basically not original from the beginning to the end. Some of them want to change the frame of the car together. They are not entry-level just to level up. From beginning to end, Rewriting the ECU and completely adjusting the power system is the style of this group of underground racers.

Laser jammer, dark windows, exhaust system, rear wing, air guide groove, nitrogen acceleration system. Everything that can be thought of has been changed. Even the engine cover is made of full carbon fiber material to reduce weight, except for the car logo. The whole thing basically looks like the Ship of Theseus. It's not clear whether this car should continue to be called its previous name or whether it should have a brand new name.

In addition to Lin Xian and Lin Nian, the people who participated in this underground race included four desperate players, a racing representative from the Blood Gang, a racing representative from the Blue Gang, and an old street guy who made a living by underground racing. race car driver, and finally, Dominic Diesel, the real owner of Brooklyn's Hot Flash Bar who proposes this race to decide everything.

When Dominic proposed to solve the problem "street style" in the bar, he didn't mean hitting each other with wrenches or iron bars, but racing cars, racing cars. This group of lunatics like to use racing cars to talk.

Dominic was born as a street racer, and the group of people gathered around him are also racing fanatics. If they disagree, they will race. The loser loses everything. If you despise the outcome, you will be looked down upon by the entire street. There would be no foothold in all of New York.

A race determines victory or defeat. The original rules remain unchanged. It still starts from Brooklyn and goes around Manhattan in a big circle on the highway and returns to the starting point. There is only one winner and only one 1st. The rest are losers and will lose the belt. The registration fee is 100,000 US dollars. This is probably why this underground racing is so popular but there are only four participants.

In addition to the prize money, there is another private bet in this game. This is a bet between the ace commissioner of the Enforcement Department and the escapees from Chernobyl Prison. This bet has nothing to do with money, but a stakes called " "Freedom" is a heavy bargaining chip.

"Are you always so willful when you are running tasks for the execution department?" Lin Xian lay on the driver's seat, adjusted his sitting posture, and opened the rearview mirror outside the window.

"Only this time." Lin Nian leaned his elbow on the window sill and looked past Lin Xian to the Dodge Charger Lin was leaning on. Two thick white lines on the black body hood were everywhere on his body. The beauty of an American muscle car is written all over it, and in the driver's seat is a bald tough guy who perfectly suits the temperament of this car. His right hand casually rests on the window of the car and gently presses the door. He turns his head left and right and glances at his competitors.

There are three cars on the right side of the Dodge Charger. The racers in two cars are puppets controlled by gangs. They come for money. Although they have some strength, they are also limited. After all, those who race for money and those who race for life are completely different. Those who couldn't compete on the same level, but the only one who caught my eye was the street racer on the modified Viper.

But it is a pity that their opponents tonight, Dominic from Dodge and Mali and Linnian from Koenigseggli, are not normal people, and there will be no performance moments for them in this game.

Dominic slowly turned his attention to Koenigsegg next to him. He thought for a few seconds when he saw the girl in the driver's seat. Then he approached the car window and pointed at Lin Xian in the driver's seat. Lin Nian asked the co-pilot, "Are you going to let her drive?"

"I'm drunk and can't drive. Have you forgotten the whiskey you poured for me?" Lin Nian put his head over the driver's seat and leaned to the window to answer loudly. Lin Xian looked at the man who was leaning over his legs. The boy couldn't help but rub his head, which resulted in a roll of his eyes.

"You and I are the same type of people. That drink is nothing. You know this." Dominic held the steering wheel with one hand and looked at the road ahead with a smile.

"I heard you made a living by robbing gas and cars before you went to jail?"

"People in this small town need gasoline to make a living, and someone always has to get their hands dirty." Dominic shook his head.

"What about the car?"

"Anyone who provokes us will naturally have to pay the price." Dominic looked at Lin Nian, "You are also this type of person, I can see it, so you should be able to understand what we do."

"But you shouldn't harm others. In your last job, you used the hacker organization's technology to destroy the entire New York City traffic while violently robbing a nuclear bomb lockbox on the street. Many people died innocently in car accidents," Lin Nian said.

"I know, but I don't regret it." Dominic nodded looking at the boy's calm eyes, "I will never make any excuses for this. I will not feel that I am innocent, and I will not regret it. If I do it again, , I will still do it and do it better.”

"Then you should know what the consequences will be."

"I never feel that being targeted by you is an unreasonable disaster." Dominic reached out and lightly hammered his chest. The tough guy looked at Lin Nian with a heartfelt smile on his face, "I'm also very happy that the person who came to the door can I am willing to abide by the rules of the street. I was born on the track, and I also hope to end up on the track. If you can beat me on the track, then I am willing to admit defeat and no longer ask for things that I shouldn’t ask for.”

He lightly stepped on the accelerator, and the engine of the muscle car underneath him roared in response to the turbulent emotions in his heart. The car lights cut through the darkness deep in the street like knives, and the eyes of the bald tough guy in the reflector were full of high-spirited passion and passion. A beast-like desire to win.

The life of a racing car finally ends with racing, not swords, guns and blood. This is simply in line with his dream. Even if his future freedom may be compromised by this fateful racing, he has no regrets, but is grateful to God for it. The hunter he brought was so reasonable and willing to respect his choices and life creed.

No matter whether he wins or loses, when Lin Nian promised him in the bar that racing would be the condition for winning or losing, the half-grown boy had already gained his respect and put him on an equal footing.

After Koenigsegg got on, Lin Nian stopped talking to the man. He sat back in the passenger seat and looked at the rearview mirror to straighten his hair that had been messed up by Lin Xian. "It seems like he knows what he is doing and is willing to do it." Bear the consequences."

"Are you going to let him go?" Lin Xian squeezed the hand holding the steering wheel gently, looking at the Mexican beauty holding a red silk outside the street and slowly walking towards the center of the road, and said, "Although you, sister, I drive very hard." It’s amazing, but it’s still a bit far behind those people who make a living from it.”

"No, just drive normally. I will catch him and get him off the track." Lin Nian said.

"You could have caught him before, but now you insist on competing with him. Isn't it a bit of a fuss, or are you really prepared to let him go?" Lin Xian asked curiously.

"He will definitely be taken away by me. I have always dealt with business matters." Lin Nian shook his head, "As for why we have to compete. His speaking spirit allows him to show one thousand percent of his strength in the car, but He actually dared to get out of the car and walk in front of me. If I arrested him directly in front of me, wouldn't it feel like I was afraid of him getting in the car?"

Lin Xian tilted his head and took a few seconds to clarify this sentence, "Oh, it's the strange self-esteem and pride of the 'S' class ace commissioner that is causing trouble."

"And didn't you say it before? You want to drive this car for fun, and this travel mission is also part of it. Of course, I want you to experience it." Lin Nian glanced at Lin Xian and said.

"Huh? You want your sister to back down and see my jokes? Then you, stinky brother, really think too much!" Lin Xian, who knows his brother Mo Rujie, can see the bad thoughts of this guy Lin Nian at a glance, " My car really drove today, but it's none of my business whether it flipped over or not. We, brother and sister, both lost money in the car accident and if we are lucky enough to survive, we will work together in the next life to pay for the car repairs."

"You can just drive, your brother and I will figure out the solution."

At this time, the Mexican beauty holding the red silk also walked to the middle of the street. Lin Xian and Lin Nian turned around and found that the person was Leti. At this time, she was standing in the center of the appearance facing five cars, and her eyes stayed on the Dodge Mali. The man put his hands on the steering wheel's face for dozens of seconds. Finally, he suddenly raised the red silk in his hand and pointed at the three modified cars on one side. "Are you ready? Family?"

"Safety first, competition second." She turned the red silk to Dominic, slowly raised her arms, and fell into silence. At this time, even the crowds surrounding the opening bets on both sides of the street also held their breath in silence. The entire street All you can hear is the roar of the engine roaring under the accelerator and getting ready to go.

Finally, she suddenly waved her arms and shouted, "Let's go!"

The engine was instantly ignited and the gear was changed. Among the five cars, the Dodge Charger's head suddenly rose like a prancing horse, its tires scraped against the ground and made a screeching noise. It rushed out of the line of cars and headed towards the street. Rush into the depths!

The moment Koenigsegg stepped on the accelerator, the 1.9-second acceleration from 100 kilometers to 100 kilometers and the ejection start instantly made the car blend into the white headlights of the vehicle behind and become a stream of light and shadow to keep up. The Dodge Charger in front!

In the driver's seat, Lin Xian suddenly let out a scream that made the men on both sides of the street have a surge of hormones. In joy, she stepped on the accelerator and clenched the steering wheel, her eyes shining with excitement, but beside her, Lin Nian He sat up in the passenger seat and leaned forward, staring at the strange behavior that began to appear on the Dodge Charger, which was four or five car spaces ahead.

Countless red lines with a faint light began to climb out of the windows of the Dodge Charger. Under the sound of the engine, the high-pitched chant spread rapidly in a field and gradually enveloped the entire body of the car!

Yan Ling·Crested Lark.

When the spirit spirit was fully unfolded, the Dodge Charger was no longer monotonous in black and white, but instead was covered with bright red lines as red as blood vessels, one after another forming a coquettish and lush bloody pattern.

The whole car seemed to come alive at this time! With a life as vigorous as fire, every sound of the engine is like a real beast roaring and breathing. When the raised front of the car suddenly falls, the front wheels touch the ground and burst out with an amazing force. The car threw Koenigsegg directly behind it and rushed into the distance at dozens of times the speed!

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