Young people all like to seek stimulation and get pleasure from stimulation. Many times, the surge of hormones is really better than sex.

The mind is swaying, the hairs on the hair stand on end, and the strong impact can easily make people get high.

That kind of stimulation that impacts the soul does not come from physical, but psychological. Psychological stimulation is often more satisfying than physical stimulation.

Therefore, why do so many rich people like extreme sports? Because playing with women and generally pretending to be slapped in the face can no longer satisfy them, and they can only find fun in excitement.

Poor people generally cannot afford extreme sports, such as simple mountain climbing and surfing. A set of equipment often scares away 80% of people.

More advanced things, such as sea fishing, racing, etc., are beyond the reach of ordinary people and can only be envied and yearned for.

Higher and higher extreme sports, such as skydiving and wingsuit flying, just hiring people for training, equipment, etc. are scary to death.

So, why do extreme sports easily make people crazy? Because they are exciting, because ordinary people can’t play them, because they are high enough, and because they are really awesome!

There are hundreds of cars of all kinds parked on the roadside and in the open space, ranging from many unique bicycles and motorcycles, to sedans and commercial vehicles, to off-road sports cars. It can almost be said to be a large-scale auto show.

The heavy metal music is simply explosive, the motor roars, screams and roars, it's like a chaotic dance of demons.

Although this kind of scene is very chaotic, one thing I have to admit is that when integrated into such an atmosphere, people are particularly easy to go crazy and lose their minds.

When ordinary people blend into such an atmosphere, it is easy for them to do some crazy things. For example, girls are particularly prone to losing themselves and doing that and that. There are even many people who do that and that.

It’s all about the atmosphere…

This is the life of people in the circle. Most people can't come into contact with it. Once they come into contact with it, hey, they either blend in or are excluded...!

I don't know when, the crazy music gradually started to stop, the screams and roars gradually calmed down, and the roar of the motor slowly disappeared.

In the end, this scene, which was originally a chaotic scene of demons dancing around, turned into an eerie silence, with a hum of low-pitched discussions in the silence.

Finally, almost everyone's eyes turned to the other side of the road, and everyone was trying their best to suppress it. Suppressing it, a kind of expectation, crazy, and uncontrollable roaring emotions spread in their hearts.

But it was suppressed, suppressed, and that weird atmosphere made people feel uncomfortable all over and made the hair on the hair stand on end...

As time passed, this weird atmosphere not only did not subside, but became even weirder, and the invisible aura spread, which made people crazy.

Slowly, a tattered pickup truck appeared in people's sight on the other side of the road, and the weird atmosphere reached its peak!

Just like a volcano that has been suppressed to its limit and is about to erupt but is still suppressed.

Depressing and vomiting blood!

The pickup truck was black, with a lot of paint peeling off, almost all of the glass broken, and branches and leaves stuck in many gaps in the car.

However, this pickup truck not only did not make people feel funny, but instead, like a king returning from a bloody battle, he rushed into everyone's sight and approached everyone's eyes with a fierce, domineering and violent attitude.

Heart, rushed into everyone's soul.

Boom boom boom...

The sound of the motor roaring from far to near, the pickup truck rushed into the field in a crazy manner, no one could avoid it, as if the believers had seen their faith, they watched the pickup truck rushing past them with enthusiasm, and even made the pickup truck rush past them.

The urge to kill!

puff……

The pickup truck stopped, and two deep marks were left on the ground by the extremely grippy wheels.

The car door clicked open, and Bai Yang came down with a smile on his face.

"Roar……"

The extremely oppressive atmosphere suddenly exploded, and real demons danced wildly, with screams and roars coming one after another!

"The Car God of Coastal Avenue..."

"Pica Tyrant..."

"Six-wheeled God of War..."

"King's return……"

"I love you……"

In short, in short, the extremely oppressive atmosphere suddenly broke out. Everyone could only roar with red faces and thick necks. They had no idea what they were yelling about, and their hearts were completely buried in excitement.

That hearty feeling needs to be vented and exploded at this moment. It's not enough to express your excitement without roaring.

The rich and powerful second generation, or elites, have all lost the masks they used to have, and expressed and vented their truest side.

Many girls were so excited that they fainted, some were so excited, and some were so excited that they ripped off their fig leaves and threw them into the sky, roaring and screaming along with the violent atmosphere!

"Pica Tyrant..."

"Pica Tyrant..."

Finally, all the voices were unified, and these four words resounded through the sky, drowning everything!

There was no referee in this game, but there were dedicated people observing every section of the road and reporting the situation. The pickup truck's short-lived crazy move was reported back here, the kind of shock, the kind like the stabbing of a sharp knife.

Shocked to the soul, a group of young elites and rich men burst into tears.

It's too exciting, too domineering, too awesome...

He ran at top speed throughout the entire journey, ran the entire distance without changing gears or slowing down, and finally even rushed straight down the cliff like crazy.

I wonder who else in this world can do it? Who else?

Only Akinayama...well, only the coastal car god pickup truck tyrant!

You are the king, you are the light, you are the electricity... Damn, I am off topic again...

Bai Yang, who got out of the car, was stunned for a moment at this atmosphere, then smiled, and gradually raised his right hand.

As he raised his right hand, the scene gradually became quiet. Everyone looked at Bai Yang with blushing faces, expecting him to say something.

However, Bai Yang raised his right hand to the highest level, and then...

He raised a middle finger.

"You are all rubbish"

Bai Yang smiled.

Roar……

Everyone roared and shouted wildly. Not only did they not feel angry, but they didn't feel humiliated. There was even a voice in their hearts telling themselves that this is how it should be. The pickup truck tyrant should be so cool and awesome.

Damn it, I was fucked by a pickup truck tyrant, this is glory, this is baptism!

…

"boss……"

Xiong Da and the others came over and surrounded Bai Yang not knowing what to say. It was really exciting. The mysterious boss in their eyes really made them realize what is crazy and what is really awesome.

It's no big deal to drive a pickup truck down a cliff tens of meters high. I'm just asking you if you're scared!

"Hey, come on, how are you? Isn't this cool?"

Bai Yang Dese said.

He is also a young man, okay?

"Tall, higher than Mount Everest. Boss, you are the tallest in the world. I only obey you."

"I, Zhao Yuetian, am convinced..."

"I, Ye Liangchen, am also convinced..."

"Boss, can we have a py transaction..."

A bunch of buddies gathered around Bai Yang and did all sorts of weird things.

"Damn it, get out of here..."

Baiyang is speechless.

Bai Yang then waved and led Xiong Da and his gang towards the crowd.

The crowd moved aside automatically. At this moment, no one was blocking Bai Yang's way. He was undoubtedly the well-deserved king here, and he should be baptized by the admiration of everyone.

At the edge of the venue, there was a table, and a fat white man in a floral shirt sat there with a constipated look on his face.

Bai Yang came to him, threw the proof of Xiong Da's bet on the table and said:

"Hey buddy, I'm here to get the money."

Tsk tsk, Bai Yang bet more than 20 million on himself, with odds of 1 to 20. Did you get nearly 500 million by changing hands?

"Tyrant... no, brother, dear brother, can you please slow down"?

Fatty Bai looked at Bai Yang pitifully and said.

"Breaking your limbs can give you half a day of relief."

Bai Yang smiled.

"Brother, you are so ruthless. Not only did you not make a penny at the opening of the market today, but you also had to put in tens of millions. You bet a total of 24.34 million. Rounding up, I am also your admirer. 2

Ten times, I will give you 500 million directly. What is your account number? I will transfer it to you and the bank will automatically deduct the tax. This is not black money, it is a necessary procedure."

The fat white man said with despair.
To be continued...