Chapter 407

"Yes? What's going on? Is it a nest rebellion? Wrong number? " Duan Hong watched the black car hit the locomotive and continued to chase himself, feeling a little puzzled.

Just as he was thinking about whether he was an enemy or a friend, the car, like a wild dog, caught up with him quickly. The back window opened and a man with a barrel of gasoline in his hand suddenly splashed it.

"I don't want to burn Laozi." When Duan Hongzheng was about to throw Ozawa's CD in his hand, black driving slowed down.

As a last resort, Duan Hong had to use the wiper again to remove the gasoline from the window.

The strong smell of gasoline and paint made Duan Hong a little dizzy, but this time it was a little different.

The wiper can easily remove the gasoline and paint on it, so you can see the scene again.

"How can gasoline dissolve paint?" Duan Hong accelerates again——

"What! Someone's blocking it? Who is it? " Inside the Mercedes Benz RV, Xu Yong is in a rage with a phone.

"No matter who it is, I must destroy the last red car! destroy! Including the people inside, they must die! Do you hear me? Don't tell me to try. I'll finish it. " Xu Yong smashed the phone.

At this moment, the picture of the red TT appears again. The front cover of the car is dark, but the windshield is very clear. Xu Yong deliberately did not arrange a camera on the road just now, in order to deal with Duan Hong. He does not allow any threat, especially the threat of no resistance.

"The red king is still at the front as usual. He's going to the South Outer Ring Road soon. The road here is very spacious and there are few cars. Bullshit. Brother, how much can you predict the maximum speed of the king on this road?"

A group of drag racing party members are drinking beer around the tape recorder, especially the red turban Sao Bao man, as if the 30000 yuan in his hand were doubled in an instant.

The sound of wheezing came from the tape recorder.

"Well, as far as I know of the king, this eight cylinder engine vehicle has 700 horsepower. Maybe you are unfamiliar with the word horsepower. Let me change it, 700 horsepower is relative to 52500 kg; Meter second! What a huge number that is. "

"Yes, it's said that the modified king has three hydrogen tanks, and the speed can reach 300 in an instant. The king's limit speed is about 36. I don't know if I have a chance to see the limit speed today!"

"Oh!! Oh, My God!! Look, look! Bullshit, you see! The exhaust pipe behind the king is spitting fire!! Is this - is this still a car? It's displacement

Because of the bad signal, the recorder is all fuzzy.

Hu stubble man called and scolded: "fuck! What's this, return it to Germany? It's a piece of trash. "

"Pa Pa!" He made a few strong taps on the recorder.

The recorder is clear.

"Just now - just now the speedometer showed that the speed of the red king had reached 370 kilometers! Bullshit. The two of us saw a miracle again. "

"Yes, I'm so eager to see if it's the king driven by the great God. He must have released a hydrogen tank just now and covered it. You see, the speed of the wild horse behind him also keeps up, as if it's 350 kilometers!"

"Yes, but this speed is the limit of a Mustang. It's good for an ordinary Mustang to reach 280km, and there are few refitted Mustangs that can exceed 300 km. I didn't expect that our Chewang pigskin has such a super Mustang, but it's worse than the king."

"You see, the 911 behind is catching up. His top speed seems to be faster than that of the Mustang. En - the speedometer shows that it's 360km."

"It's all good. It seems that they all released the first hydrogen tank."

The drag racing party was so intoxicated that no one spoke and even forgot to drink the beer in her hands. Xu Qing rubbed her hands and couldn't help asking the last car?

But it took nearly three minutes before the news came from the recorder.

"You see, red TT is coming now, eh? Is this the same car? How come there's a lump of black stuff in front, like shit. "

"Yes, the windshields on both sides are also broken, but the speed is not slow. It seems that the car has not been modified, only 230 km."

"OK, now all the vehicles have passed the South Outer Ring Road. I believe we will meet again soon!"

Xu Yong looks at Duan Hong's car on the screen, which is still moving at a constant speed. Although it's a lot behind, he is still uncomfortable. He turns out a new phone and dials it.

"What's the matter with you! It's been a goddamn lap. How come it's not done yet? Hello - Hello - I dare to hang up

Xu Yong threw his mobile phone on the ground again and said to Duan Hong's TT: "Duan! Big! Gut

Soon, the red Maserati, who had been the leader, came at a gallop. Before the drag racing party and others could cheer, it was like a red light disappearing again in an instant.

There is the last lap of the game, this is the most critical lap, everything is still unknown.

Next was the Mustang, which almost kept pace with 911, as if it could hear the king pig skin and the God candle scolding each other! Finally, five minutes later, Duan Hong's floats slowly came. Relatively speaking, his speed was not an order of magnitude at all. It was very good to insist on it all the time. When passing by the starting point, Duan Hong shamelessly waves to the people watching outside, and still draws a lot of applause. One of the applause is the weak boy, the other is Xu Qing. Her calm heart has been fully mobilized by the speed of the car, and the madness in her heart may break out at any time. Now she has the impulse to sit beside Duan Hong. The car flashed by. People don't know. At the entrance of a remote alley, Lao Liu's black Mercedes blocked the exit. There were more than a dozen locomotives and more than 20 drivers in racing suits and helmets. However, this would have been hit by Lao Liu's people. His mouth was crooked and covered with blood, and one of them was sober. Old six stretched out the pair of dry hands that had been hidden in the cuff, slowly attached himself, with a trace of pity, a trace of intolerance, and a trace of ferocity in his eyes“ Who sent you and why? " The man seemed to die as a hero, holding his proud head and ignoring Lao Liu“ Hum! I want to die. " Old six hands seized the man's crotch and said again, "give you one last chance, or you will regret being a man." Men are still speechless. Old six five fingers hard. The man held back his red face, foaming from the corner of his mouth. Finally, the man couldn't hold on and yelled, "I said!"“ It's Xu Shao who asked me to do this. He gave our big brother 300000 yuan to let us drag racing party destroy the red car in the race. It's better - it's better to kill the people on the car! "“ okay? The red car? " Old six thought to himself: "Miss's car is red. Does the Xu family dare to touch miss?" Lao Liu's hand was a little harder, and a clear sound came from his ear, like the sound of crushed eggs. The man turned his eyes, froth and fell to the ground.