Sit down, before Mu Yuan's words fell, the two cars rushed out one after the other.

Boom~~ The thunderous engine sound of the demon god resounded in the sky, but the car had already left the sound behind. The speed quickly exceeded two hundred kilometers per hour, but that wasn't the maximum horsepower, so Fred smiled contemptuously and continued to refuel, he was going to crush the two bedbug-like creatures completely.

I grinned, and Fred meowed casually in the rearview mirror, and this glance frightened him into the death of his soul, and he almost jumped up from his seat.

Not far behind him, the little turtle king cheated and followed him in the airflow slowing belt. It was like a fish swimming freely, following him with a relaxed attitude, and the driver even had the strength to wave at him friendly.

The two locomotives were gone one after the other, leaving only a group of stunned people. When the whistle sounded, the little turtle king's ass seemed to be lit with a monkey, and the exhaust pipe jumped out with sparks. When the whistle fell, the familiar motor fart of the little turtle king came. But what everyone usually hears is the familiar sound of da-da-da, and this time, it's already a boom~~boom bouncing ~~~ and finally turned into a string of fart sounds. This fart-like sound blows all the people messy in the wind.

Is that the little turtle king?

I don't know if I'm answering a question or telling myself. Although the wheels are bigger, the body has not changed.

There was an alcoholic uncle who looked at the beer can in his hand drunken and hazy, looked at the motorcycle in the distance, and threw the beer without hesitation.

Ah, Aoyama Sahi jumped into the air and made a triumphant gesture, his excitement indescribable. Riko Tachibana was much calmer, just clasped her hands into fists and her eyes lit up, and said to herself. Sure enough, this guy, he is definitely not an ordinary person.

Here in the Hurricane Group, only Hiroshi Shimabukuro and a few others are in a state of confusion.

On the contrary, the red sound Hotaru is confused, and then explodes, cheating, which is definitely cheating.

Unfortunately, very few people responded to her. Obviously, the little turtle king has been modified. It's also one of the biggest pleasures of the mobsters, and it's not a foul.

After a brief silence, the crowd suddenly erupted in a frightening cheer, because at the first visible corner, the little turtle king actually overtook the car.

The distance from the starting point to the destination is actually not far, but since it is a road racing, it is natural not to pick an unchallenging straight road, and this kind of mountain road by the sea is impossible to build straight. They are all built according to the mountain, and the destination is at the top of the mountain. Just when Shark Island Fred lost his mind, the first turn arrived.

As the king of the underground race, Shark Island quickly recovered his state, slowed down and braked, but fortunately the speed of the car did not rise completely, otherwise the car must have been destroyed and killed.

The huge inertia caused the demon god's entire tail to. At such a moment of deceleration, the little turtle king also slowed down, and a beautiful tail flick directly overtook the front, and he actually drifted. Looking at the distant background, all that was left for Shark Island was a string of silver bell-like laughter in the back seat, wahahaha...

I'm Tefak. Fred's eyes were red, his new generation of overlords in the underground racing world, the undefeated car god, and the king of speed in Shinjuku, were played by such miscellaneous fish. Bastard, I want you dead.

Then he cautiously drove the engine car, slowly refueled, and drove like a little daughter-in-law behind the little turtle queen with low eyebrows.

Thirty seconds ago, machine, what to do now.

Now he must have been furious, and our car can't last that long, so we're going to add another fire to him and sprinkle soybeans. Good.

Miyuki, I have something in my pocket, and you take it out and throw it on the ground in a moment.

At this time, the speed of the little turtle king has dropped to about 180 kilometers per hour. The wind whistling is inaudible. After all, where is the bottom of this car? It took a whole can of accelerant to run out of such an earth-shattering effect.

I took something out of my pocket, and while I was drifting, Mu Yuan shouted with his head sideways.

Then he could feel a small hand reach into his trouser pocket.

Did you bring a guy? How do you have a short stick?

Another pocket, Mu Yuan has a black line, a domineering and cute beautiful girl, here is digging something, this is digging out the nest. Tintin has been pulled into TT.

Soybeans? Miyuki Yokoyama, whose face was flushed, looked at the things she took out, and she was a little confused, why do you put so many soybeans in your pocket.

Thrown on the road, I see if he dares to run to two hundred. Mu Yuan won't say that this is my secret medicine. I didn't expect it to be able to use it like this. You're such a slut.

Miyuki Yokoyama was stunned for a moment, and then she was so happy that she sprinkled the soybeans on the ground. You're so bad, but I like it.

Not much, you save it. Mu Yuan was concentrating on driving while telling Miyuki. It is said that such a small car is racing so fast, and it is a loss to sit two people, otherwise the car will have to float. At this time, the speed of the car was much more normal, but it was still 100 kilometers away.

Don't worry, Miyuki will be energetic all of a sudden, and no one needs to teach this kind of bad thing. She relied on her flexibility and turned her upper body sideways as much as possible. Holding a handful of beans in his hand, he teased his opponent. And Mu Zhi tried to serpentine forward as much as possible, blocking the angle behind him.

The speed of the car has always been suppressed below 100 kilometers, and Shark Island is about to have a cerebral hemorrhage. Although he didn't know if it would slip if he ran over, he didn't dare to risk it at this speed. Otherwise, one throttle will pick these two bastards. Before the time came, he held his breath and stared at the rear of the car in front of him, and finally the opportunity came, taking advantage of Miyuki's efforts to dig out soybeans, he accelerated and overtook him. By the way, a throat-cutting gesture was made.

Bastard, Miyuki angrily threw away a handful of soybeans, hey, he overtook it.

Got it, it's quiet, the destination is almost here, get ready.

In such a short period of time, when Mu Yuan took Miyuki Yokoyama to the door of the convenience store, Fred Sameshima had already come out of the convenience store with beer. Mu Yuan said a word, tried to delay him for a while, and ran into the store by himself.

Miyuki Yokoyama jumped out of the car, grabbed the garbage can on the side of the road, and rushed towards the opponent who was already in the engine. Bastard, don't try to run.

Fred looked at Miyuki Yokoyama with a fierce look in his eyes, and shouted at Miyuki Yokoyama, go to death, the locomotive started, and the front of the locomotive popped out of the snowy blade, as if a poisonous snake showed its fangs. The black light flashed, and he came to the little one.