Chapter 170： accident

Two cars, one blue and one black, stopped in front of the track.

The sky is thick with dark clouds, which at first glance seems to extend from the front of the track.

The wind disturbed her black hair, and she stared at the two cars, watching the referee wave the flag, the two cars rushed out like flying.

Excited shouts of young people suddenly sounded around.

"Fuck, these two are professional!"

"very handsome!"

"I'm optimistic about the black one. It starts at an incredible speed."

"No, no, the blue one is obviously more stable than the black one!"

Luo Qiao stared at the display.

The black car is Ming Siran, and the blue car is Luo Zelan.

Both have strong racing skills, but her brother has to be a little bit more perverted and is slightly better in this regard.

At first, it was clear that he took the lead, but when he passed the first corner, Luo Zelan began to accelerate, directly relying on superb technology to overtake the corner.

The roaring noise around him suddenly became louder.

Luo Qiao silently looked at the black car, it was still clinging to the other side at an amazing speed.

After passing the second corner, the black car started trying to overtake.

It is a pity that Luo Zelan finally blocked him, without success.

Luo Qiao said inexplicably.

As time passed by, the viewers couldn't help holding their breath, and the third corner was ahead. Whoever wins or loses is watching here.

Luo Qiao looked at her, and a bad feeling began to rise in her heart.

Before the thought that passed by was formed in my mind, I suddenly heard an exclamation from my side: "Oh my God, it's dangerous!"

Luo Qiao's pupils shrank slightly, and he saw Ming Siran on the screen trying to overtake again. However, the angle he chose was very dangerous. One accident was a car crash.

! ! !

When everyone's spirits were extremely tense, the front screen suddenly flashed, followed by a black screen.

"what's the situation?"

Before the voice of inquiry fell, a lightning flashed across the sky, followed by a thunderstorm, and heavy rain poured down.

In the chaos, Luo Qiao heard the staff's exclamation:

"There was an accident ahead. A car hit the mountain..."

In an instant, she felt her mind buzzing, and suddenly went blank.

...

The heavy rain poured on the body, and the skin hurts.

The long rain curtain made people unable to see the situation ahead, the crowd was chaotic, and there were shouts all around.

Luo Qiao squeezed the crowd and ran down.

In a daze, a staff member held her tightly: "Miss, it's raining heavily, don't run around!"

Luo Qiao was a little unintelligible, and pulled her hand away, and rushed directly into the rain curtain.

"The person was seriously injured, and the ambulance hurried over. It will be too late."

"Hurry up! Hurry up!"

The nervous urging sound made people's scalp numb, and Luo Qiao's ears were full of her rapid heartbeat. She stepped through the rain, and she didn't know how she got there in the end.

The familiar black racing car stopped in the rain, surrounded by people coming and going.

Luo Qiao felt that her breathing had stopped for a moment, and it took a long while before she strode hard.

Luo Qiao wiped it over and over again because she was wet by rain.

The car door opened wide, but there was no one inside.

She looked up blankly until she saw a figure lying on the ground where the crowd gathered.

Luo Qiao's heart fell fiercely.

"Get people into the car first, hurry up." The medical staff said anxiously.

Luo Qiao squeezed away from the crowd and ran over, her legs feeling a little weak for a while.

"Siran!"