"Ding-! Losing a B-class car will deduct 8,800 points of experience."

"ah--!"

A shrill scream sounded from the car that was filled with smoke.

Thirty minutes later, why bother to win the game? The face of Boss Tang who lost the game was even worse. People who didn't know thought why they had to lose, and they lost miserably.

"Care money!" Hebi said with a very stinky expression.

Everyone was envious and jealous, watching why keep putting money in the black garbage bag? In this game, the Oriental boy won at least 300,000 US dollars. Few of these people who played underground street racing were rich. Seeing these shaky hundreds of thousands, it was absolutely impossible to say that it was not greedy.

The public security of Citigroup is definitely not as beautiful as their leader promotes.

"I want to race next time, I can call me. I am free at any time and I am welcome to harass him 24 hours a day." The boy who organized the competition helped Hebi pull the plastic bag and gave Hebi a business card in a flattering manner.

Why bother to slant the little man and throw the last stack of thousands of dollars on the table to the other party.

"Oh! Thank you very much!" The little man smiled with a smile, and then said in a low voice: "Be careful that the Asian gang will be heading at nine o'clock, they are eyeing your bonus."

Why turn your head and look over and find that there are really a few Asian-faced guys pointing at him.

"Do you want me to help arrange a car?" the little man suggested.

Why bother to think about it and nodded?

He is not afraid of things, he just makes trouble.

"Mia, I'm sorry, I will collect your money as soon as possible." Boss Tang patted Mia on the shoulder and said apologetically.

"Brother, what are you talking nonsense? We are a family. I want to bet on this money and it is not your business."

It would be fine if Mia didn't say it, but when she said that Boss Tang was in a worse mood. Yes, everyone took out all the money because they believed him. It was because they disappointed everyone.

Boss Tang was very puzzled about his loss. According to his judgment, when he finally crossed the line, the car was exhausted from nitrogen. There should be no way to accelerate, but Boss Tang still accelerated beyond himself, and it was an explosive acceleration. When he thought of the weird start and illogical acceleration, Boss Tang felt a little painful when he flew lightly.

"Don't worry, I will find a way as soon as possible." Boss Tang murmured in a low voice. This time it was too hurt. Their team lost only the vehicle and there was no money to refuel.

Brian heard Boss Tang’s murmur and his eyes flashed. He was undercover next to Boss Tang to investigate the robbery of the Speed ​​Party. The information above analyzed that Boss Tang’s Speed ​​Team was the most suspected of committing the crime. If Boss Tang committed the crime again, then it would be the time to lose all the money now.

"Boss, look!"

Vince kept staring at Ying Guang and his pockets with hatred. After suddenly discovering that Hebi left, the Asian gang drove quietly behind Hebi's car.

"Hmph! That boy has won so much money and has been targeted!" Letty said coldly.

"Boss!" Vince turned his face when she heard Letty's words, and asked Boss Don in a low voice, "Do we want to keep up?"

Boss Tang thought lowly, and when he looked up, he found that everyone was looking at him, including his own sister Mia. There is an old saying in China, called "The Poverty Scheme". Mia lost all her money, so why bother to win hundreds of thousands of dollars? It's because she couldn't help but feel a little evil in her heart.

"Come on!" Boss Don winked Vince.

...

"Ding-! Win the street racing with Dominic Toledo, get 2400 experience points."

"Ding-! Win street racing with Dominic Toledo and get 1 choice of new racing skills."

"Ding-! Win the street racing with Dominic Toledo and enter the 'Intermediate Racer' level."

The rewards of the mobile phone system are always later than punishment. Why sit in the car and drive for dozens of minutes before you get the reward reminder? The injured mind finally gets some compensation.

Finally becoming an "intermediate racer", it is worth risking his life to win the race, and he is also surprised to get a chance to choose a new racing skill.

Why have you been enjoying the benefits of your only racing skill ‘snatch’? This time you choose a new skill, be cautious, and be cautious.

Uh! Why bother to operate carefully again and again, turn on the mobile phone system immediately and choose new racing skills without hesitation.

‘Racing skills: drifting through corners.’

The entire selection process did not exceed three seconds.

"Your phone is so strange?" asked the beautiful waitress next to him curiously.

"What's so strange?" Why put away your phone and made up casually: "Domestic machines, do you understand the ancestral system?"

The beautiful waiter is very self-aware and knows the difference between him and the future car god. He dares not say anything anymore. The white man in the back seat of the car doesn't understand why he has to talk to the beautiful waiter. He just looks at the rearview mirror boredly. He is here to drive back the car.

"No! We are being followed." The white guy suddenly shouted nervously.

Why do you look at the rearview mirror? You also find that there are five or six cars following you behind. The road is getting more and more remote, and they are about to bump into it.

"What should I do? What should I do? I recognize those cars that came out of the racing scene. They must have been eyeing your money." The beautiful waiter shouted with a pale face.

"Shit, is the Asian gang led by Johnny Chen, a country in H." The white guy turned his head and looked carefully at the other party's car and shouted angrily: "Their goal must be tonight's game bonus, so they must not be stopped."

As soon as the white guy finished speaking, two cars accelerated up and put Hebi's car in the middle and walked in parallel.

"parking!"

The car on the right side was squeezed to open the window, and a guy who was talking leaking air stuck his head out of the window, shouting loudly at Hebi.

Why not skip him? He asked, "Tell me, which direction the traffic route is more complicated?"

"Turn left for two miles, then go straight for about five miles and then turn left. Just walk straight and enter the city. The road in the city is more complicated." The white guy didn't understand why it meant, but he said honestly.

"The security at Luoshanji was very poor at night. It was early morning and there were almost no pedestrians on the streets. We couldn't find any help." The beautiful waiter thought she guessed why she wanted to remind her.

"Stop! Bastard!"

The Asian gang suddenly stretched out a wrench and knocked the window glass on the side of the beautiful waiter, which scared the beautiful waiter so much that he screamed with his head in his hands.

Why did you see the beautiful waiter's fair cheeks scratched with bloodstains by the broken glass? He felt angry and reached out to pick up a piece of glass fragments in the cockpit and shot them out of the window with force.

"Ah! My eyes, hurry up, hit him to death!" The guy who knocked on the car window glass covered one of his eyes with his right hand and howled in pain.

"Be careful, they are going to hit from behind." The white guy screamed in panic.

Sure enough, the three cars behind Hebi and the one in the middle began to accelerate. The white guy still had eyesight, and the other party was about to knock Hebi's car over.

"Sit down!" Why remind me?

Then,

Racing skills: rush to the top.

A gust of wind blows.

A gust of wind rose out of thin air.

Hebi's car accelerated instantly and disappeared between the two cars of the Asian Gang. The car behind the Asian Gang just rushed forward, replacing Hebi's previous position. As a result, it was a tragedy. Their plan was very good. At the same time, they started, attacking Hebi's car from left, right, and back, three sides, but Hebi's car accelerated and rushed out, becoming their own left and right cars hitting the car in the middle.

"Chasing, don't let him run away!" The Asian gang saw that He was about to escape, so they shouted and chased after him.

"Ah! Help!"

A painful call for help sounded in the carriage.

Why do you need to speed up? But he didn't consider the feelings of the people in the car. The beautiful waiter was fine. She tied her seat belt, but she was a little dizzy and wanted to vomit. The white guy sitting in the back seat was sad. There was no seat belt in the back seat, so why bother to start with a "race skills: snatching the shot". The white guy immediately rolled 360 degrees and sat his butt on his head.

"Help, is my waist broken? Ah, I must be about to shit." The white guy moaned in pain.

Why bother controlling the steering wheel with your right hand, stretching your left hand sideways behind, and turning the white guy over.

"Well, boss, why don't you throw me out of the car and take you to the car." After turning over the white guy, he found that his waist was not broken. He was so surprised that he was very scared that he drove roughly, and immediately suggested.

"No, put him down, the Asian gang will kill you." The beautiful waiter immediately objected.

The white guy turned black.

"Shut up and sit all."

Why do you drive a D-class car now? Not long after, it was caught up by people from the Asian gang again?

The beautiful waiter and the white guy looked behind him nervously, and then they strangely discovered that the other party suddenly slowed down. When they turned their heads, they finally saw a 90-degree curve in front of them.

"ah--!"

"Be careful, you're going to hit the wall!" The beautiful waiter's face turned pale.

"I'm dead, I really want shit this time." The white guy was holding his feet tightly against the front seats, as if this would give him a little more security. He was racing on the street. It's too late to slow down now. Either the front of the car hits the wall or the body hits the wall, it's all about shit.

‘Racing skills: drifting through corners.’

Why do you suddenly pull the handbrake and turn the steering wheel?

When the white guy saw Hebi's operation, he screamed in pain. He dared to turn the steering wheel at this speed, and the car had to overturn. He seriously doubted how he beat Boss Tang. Did Boss Tang drink a box of medical alcohol?

"Wao—! Chi—!" A sour sound came from the chassis into the car, followed by a strong burning smell of tire rubber.

The white young man failed to hold his feet against his body, and he turned his butt on his head again.

But he found that he had no shit and the car was still driving fast. Hey, the car did not hit the wall.

"Haha--!" The beautiful waiter couldn't help but stick his head out of the car window and vomited uncomfortable. She had just seen the car with her own eyes almost turning towards the wall.

The Asian gang behind were also stunned. Why did the drifting bend just now be so gorgeous? At this speed, can such bends drift?
Chapter completed!