Urban God-Level Tall, Rich And Handsome

The actions of the wretched man and the revealing girl directly made the auditorium go crazy, shouting crazily.

"I've been alive for so long, the first time I saw drag racing doing something like this."

"Although I bet a million dollars on this wretched man, it's okay, just this scene is worth it."

"How much is that wretched man, this racing driver, I bought him, it suits my appetite, haha.

"Damn it, the first time I watched a game, I saw such an exciting scene. I wonder if something like this happens every day."

"This wretched man is not afraid of death, he dares to have fun while driving."

"The ups and downs along the way must be very exciting. This wretched man knows how to play better than us. He will have to learn from his teacher another day and ask for leave."

The auditorium was full of enthusiasm for something, and Lin Luo greeted the wretched man's mother over and over again in his heart. His mother was a critic, and the fire in his heart was aroused.

"Lin Luo, be careful of the big curve ahead." The blushing Guli Nazha suddenly said loudly.

Lin Luo looked forward, and there was a 1670-degree bend ahead, and the passable position was extremely small.

There is no fixed barrier on the curve, if you make a mistake, you will fall off the cliff, and you will be killed directly, even if there is a fixed barrier, you will be seriously injured. This is also the last section of the middle section of the track, and it is also the most difficult and most testing in the middle section of the track. A place for car skills.

Lin Luo's eyes sank, and he secretly thought that he was careless, and he was actually attracted by that kind of picture. If it wasn't for Gu Li Nazha's reminder, he might have fallen. Although his body was transformed by Bloody Mary, it was very hard, You won't die if you fall down, but Gulinaza will definitely die if you fall down.

Because there are only dim street lights and moonlight, the difficulty is even more difficult. The competition team also placed some obstacles in the middle of the road, which is very lucky.

In the eyes of Lin Luo, Guli Nazha and everyone in the audience, the black man in Africa made a sharp turn, but he turned too far, and the end of the whole car got stuck somewhere. Although he didn't fall, the rear of the car was half over the edge of the cliff. go outside.

The African black man and her female partner climbed out of the car tremblingly, their faces were pale with fright, and there was no blood at all. Just as the two of them climbed out, the chassis of the car was completely broken, but the African black man was right. Che didn't have the slightest distress, only the joy of surviving after the catastrophe.

But the black men in Africa rejoiced that they survived the catastrophe, but the rich second generation in the audience did not do it.

"Drafting, isn't it the third time to participate in the competition? How can you make mistakes in this kind of place?"

"Your uncle, you are wasting my money, and you are talking about the best seed player in this competition."

"If you're fucking dead, what are you doing alive? I lost all of my fifteen million."

"Now that's the last two sets, and Chris Bott won, no guesswork.

"Trash, what kind of car god from Africa, trash."

"Get lost! From now on, I will bet on him to win, I am a dog, and I can make mistakes.

"Hahahahahaha, my 50 million soft sister coins, my 50 million! I want to kill him, I want to kill him, my 50 million, ahahaha~"

Suddenly a burst of crazy laughter sounded from the auditorium, a gambler with disheveled hair, who hadn't showered for many days, stood up laughing wildly, a little delirious, destroying the auditorium everywhere, grinning, rich second generation Get out of that position quickly, for fear of being hit by this lunatic.

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"Pull him down, pull him down." The rich second generations commanded their own dog legs in horror.

The goons rushed up and beat the gambler violently. In less than a moment, the gambler's hands and feet were all broken.

The staff of Qiu Mingshan drag racing competition rushed forward and carried the crazy gambler to the hospital.

Running all the way, the black African man's car stuck on the cliff blocked the track. Seeing that Lin Luo's Budiga Veyron was about to collide with the black African man's car stuck on the cliff, Lin Luo glanced at the co-pilot Seat, Guli Nazha fastened his seat belt, under Guli Nazha's horrified eyes.

......0

Lin Luo spun the steering wheel crazily, with a confident smile on his face, and stepped on the accelerator fiercely.

"boom!"

The deafening roar of the Budiga Veyron's engine burst out in an instant! Like a wild wolf that had been sleeping for a long time, it let out a wild roar.

His accelerated movement was also seen by the host, who spoke with a very fast speed and was extremely excited.

"Is our No. 3 player crazy? Accelerating, he is actually accelerating. You must know that there is a curve ahead. No. 3 player does not slow down, but accelerates." Could it be that he wants to knock the car of No. 10 off the cliff? Then Drift around corners?"

"However, with such a fast speed, although the car of the No. 1 racer can be knocked down, our No. 3 racer (Lin Luo) will also fall down because of the speed of the car and cannot brake. It seems that tonight Xuan The champion of the snake track is our No. 2 player, Mr. Chris Bott."

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