Chapter 922 The slutty operation that is recorded in the history of racing

"No matter what, I'm not afraid of it, I'm not afraid of it anyway, with my little ancestors protecting me!"

Bai He took a deep breath and rubbed Xi Zuer's shoulder coquettishly, then he stepped out with great pride.

Xi Rubao Wu Qianman: "..." Sister Bai He, your fans know that you are a little lamb in front of other women????

On the field.

Several racers from Country M arrived at the starting line one by one with Bai He.

A golden head appeared in the No. 101 racing car, and he was in a badly fluent imperial dialect: "Hey, girl, I just like your fierce and spicy style. Have a drink after the game?"

Bai He rolled his eyes: "I want to have a drink with your aunt? Sorry, your aunt doesn't have that free time!"

After the person next to him translated the meaning of the three words "Auntie" for No. 101, the other party became angry and embarrassed: "Bi Chi! I'm shameless. The last game made you lucky for a few seconds, and I really thought I was a character?"

Bai He sneered: "Just faster than you turtles."

"you!"

"You are you, you have the ability to see the truth in the competition. My aunt is too lazy to talk nonsense to you!"

Bai He sneered, no longer caring about the miscellaneous hairs, and carefully checked whether the instruments on the car were normal.

On the track not far from next door, God's No. 007 slowly drove in.

For some reason, Bai He was no longer excited about God's arrival as before.

Perhaps, God refused to analyze the reasons for the failure in the last game with her, making her feel that the other party didn't treat her as a comrade.

Don't worry, just be yourself.

Just challenge your limits.

Xiaobai, you are great!

Bai He touched the place Xi Zuer had clicked on his forehead and silently cheered himself up.

The third game is the decisive game.

The audience's mood was particularly high. From the beginning of the game, half of the audience stood up and shouted cheerleaders to cheer for the teams in their respective countries.

Halfway through the game, the Empire team stood up nervously, shouting, "God G is fighting! Goddess Bai He is fighting! Fuck them!"

God and Bai He are both in the middle of the first echelon, and are in the top five. This result is too mysterious and can be said to be less optimistic than the second game of the first and second game.

Country M didn't know what Kalachakus pills he had taken or added speed-changing magic to the wheels. There were actually three or four cars standing in front, leading the way.

What makes people even more desperate is that three of the cars gradually changed lanes and gathered together, firmly pressing ahead of the tracks between Baihe and God.

Bai He and God wanted to switch tracks and overtake, so the other party immediately switched the tracks in one second, always in front of them.

It's too miserable!

Most of the audience standing up on the Empire instantly sank, and they sat back in despair. The cheerleaders slogans were not in strength.

Seeing that Bai He and God were suppressed by their opponents and could not overtake, at this moment, a series of exclamations broke out in front of the stands: "It's so amazing, God G's move..."

I saw that the situation on the field suddenly flipped in one second.

One of the suppressed racing cars suddenly accelerated wildly and crashed into the trunk in front of them.

Just a second before the collision, the front of the car was raised, and the entire body passed through the car that was blocking the road in an incredible arc.

What's even more amazing is that the moment it landed, the dragon waved its tail and pressed the front hood of the other party's car, almost crushing the other party's engine.

The encirclement was broken like this!

A horse is far away and heads towards the finish line!

The audience sitting down dejectedly rushed one by one, and they all started to bounce. The scene was spectacular and the discussion was boiling:

"God G is worthy of being G. This is really a place to die and live."

"I will give you full marks in this operation, I'll be proud!"

"I'll accept it, this move to break through the encirclement can be recorded in the history of racing."

Amid the boiling sound, there was a weak voice that was particularly harsh: "Everyone, have you read it wrong? The ruthless operation just now was done by No. 133, not G-G..."

What?

133?
Chapter completed!