"Look at anything, give it to me, don't forget, if you can't kill him today, you have to run too!"

Qian Shaofeng's eyes widened and shouted at the people around him.

The people around reacted at this time, immediately gritted their teeth, looked at each other, and shouted at the same time: "Made, you must not let this kid cross the line, everyone will go up together, kill this bastard!"

Whoosh!

The shouts fell, and the remaining dozen or so people pulled out chains from the motorcycle, twisted the accelerator with one hand, shook it up with the other, and walked towards Zhang Yang together.

Whew!

I saw a steel bar chain, smashed towards Zhang Yang in a brain style, and on the head of each chain, there was almost a heavy object welded, if this kind of thing was smashed on the head, it could smash a blood hole on the spot.

At this time, these people were already crazy, where could they manage so much, and they threw them over as quickly as they shouted.

"Haha, boy, look at how you hide, I don't believe it, I can't kill you today!"

"Brothers, don't show mercy, this guy is very weird, if he reaches the end, we'll be finished. ”

"Don't worry, if you anger our brother, he will definitely not live, go and die!"

In this regard, Zhang Yang just shook his head with a light smile, his eyes swept over everyone, and said, "Stupid!"

When the words fell, Zhang Yang quickly and immediately gathered his mind, his eyes were slightly closed and his divine sense was released, locking the movements of everyone around him, and his right hand was tightly held on the accelerator, feeling all the changes around him.

Immediately, Zhang Yang's ears moved, and a sound of breaking the air came from the left.

At the same time, in his consciousness, he felt several dangerous auras coming, and immediately stopped hesitating, and slammed forward, the whole person stuck to the car, and the soles of his feet slammed on the brakes.

Hearing only a stabbing sound, Zhang Yang controlled the motorcycle, and instantly fell behind everyone.

And the guys who threw the chains didn't have time to react at all, and the waving chains crashed into the air, but they collided with each other themselves.

There was a muffled bang, and the two chains collided together, which suddenly shook the two of them, and the hand holding the handlebar involuntarily let go, and the motorcycle instantly lost control and rushed off the track.

Seeing this, Zhang Yang, who retreated to the rear, had already become very impatient in his heart, only to see him twist the accelerator suddenly, kick the ground with both feet, and his body rose in the air, and suddenly fell on another motorcycle.

Raised his leg and kicked, smiled and kicked it out.

Then, Zhang Yang jumped on the rest of the motorcycles, kicking them out every time, and finally he jumped back to his classic car in the air, accelerated to Qian Shaofeng's side, turned his head and smiled at him: "Qian Shao, I'm sorry, you-I'm afraid you're going to lose!"

"What?"

Before Qian Shaofeng could react to what was happening, the whole person was stunned, and at this time, his afterglow glanced behind him, and his eyes suddenly widened in shock, and he swallowed his saliva.

Behind him, it was empty, and now only the two of them were left on the entire track.

"You...... You?"

Qian Shaofeng was so shocked that he couldn't even speak, and looked at Zhang Yang in a daze, but at this moment, a trace of horror flashed in his eyes.

"You can get me out too!"

Zhang Yang smiled harmlessly, and after saying this, he directly raised his leg and kicked him on the flying Harley.

Suddenly, Qian Shaofeng only felt as if he had been hit by a high-speed train, the body was out of control in an instant, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't turn the front of the car back, and he screamed in his mouth and rushed out of the track.

At this moment, Zhang Yang was the only one left on the entire track.

Everyone in front of the broadcast screen was stunned, and tens of thousands of people watched this incomparably dramatic scene in amazement, with the sound of swallowing saliva everywhere, and their faces were full of incredulity.

"I ...... Oh my God, this ...... What the hell is going on?"

"He's the only one left on the track, so ...... Isn't he sure he's winning?"

"Hey, am I dazzled, this idiot, oh no, this guy actually squeezed everyone off the track?"

The host was also stunned, he had hosted a motorcycle competition for so many years, and it was the first time he had seen this situation, and there were hundreds of contestants in the audience, and now there was only one left, which ...... That's an exaggeration, isn't it?

And there is only this one left, and at this moment he has only driven at a speed of less than thirty miles, and is slowly moving towards the finish line at a snail-like speed.

The host was embarrassed for a while, now as long as Zhang Yang can reach the end, he is the champion, but this way, isn't it too weird?

The discussion on the live broadcast channel was even more intense, and he had to be scolded and publicized before, but now they all turned against him and supported him unconditionally.

Many people began to urge him to hurry up and cross the line, so that he could see such a large-scale fruit run show, which was much more lively than a car race.

Zhang Yang, on the other hand, did not immediately cross the line, but instead slowed down more and more.

In the end, this classic car seemed to have completely struck due to the impact just now, and it turned off directly.

Zhang Yang hurriedly stopped, got out of the car and checked it, and found that the engine was already smoking, and it couldn't be started at all, so he had to push the motorcycle with his hands and continue to move forward.

The whole venue was dead silent!

The entire live channel was also silent!

The host held the microphone, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he didn't know what to say.

Those drivers who were squeezed out of the track, seeing this scene, were so angry that they vomited blood, fainted on the spot, and even worse, directly grabbed the grass on the ground and gnawed it.

It's so insulting!

You say you drive slower, forget it, the championship is yours anyway, but what do you mean by getting down and pushing the cart, is it to show off your might? or is it deliberately irritating the rest of the riders.

Qian Shaofeng's teeth were about to bleed, his eyes were extremely scarlet, and his fists were crackling, but he could only grit his teeth and watch silently.

At this point, all the audience was already laughing like crazy, and this scene was simply too unexpected for them.

The champion pushed out by the cart was stunned to defeat those winning generals, which is really funny.

"Haha, this kid is too talented, it is estimated that Qian Shao will be so angry that he vomits blood, and his king of the defending champion was pushed by a kid cart like this!"

", six-six-six, this win is too casual, how did this kid come up with this trick, I began to worship him!"

"Come on, push it, the end is coming soon, keep up the good work!"

Lan Xin'er looked at this scene, her face was crying and laughing, and she didn't know what to say.

She's seen a lot of racing races, but it's the first time she's seen this kind of situation, and the point is that this scene is simply too dramatic, I don't know how many drivers are mad, and how many drivers want to break him to pieces.

"That Xin'er, is this guy really your friend, can you help me sign the account, I just worship him to death!"

Xiaoyun came to Lan Xin'er, smiled like a nymphomaniac, and said to Lan Xin'er.

Hearing this, Lan Xin'er immediately straightened her chest, put on an arrogant look, and teased her: "Yo, didn't someone just say that I should stay away from him, why do you want him to sign again!"

"This time and that time, good Xin'er, please, this guy is so interesting, you must introduce me to me!"

Xiaoyun hugged Lan Xin'er's arm unrelentingly, and shook her coquettishly.

"Okay, okay, I'll try it later!"

Lan Xin'er couldn't resist Xiaoyun's offensive, so she had to agree for the time being, and her eyes turned to the broadcast screen again, her eyes were a little complicated and puzzled.

"Who the hell is this guy?"

A few minutes later, when Zhang Yang pushed the classic car and finally slowly crossed the finish line, several referees were directly dumbfounded, and blew the end whistle helplessly, announcing the winner of this time, Zhang Yang.

The audience was suddenly boiling, whether it was in front of the broadcast screen or the audience on the live channel, they were shocked by this extremely dramatic scene.

But it has to be mentioned that this game is the most exciting game they have seen in so many years.

At this moment, the enthusiasm of the audience is no longer on the game, but on the pre-game bet, hundreds of people collectively run, which is much better than the game.

With the announcement of the referee, the competition officially ended, and all the contestants returned to the high platform at the starting point.

However, except for Zhang Yang, everyone lowered their heads and black faces, eager to find a crack in the ground immediately.

Many drivers who began to follow the trend to participate in the bet have long regretted it, secretly scolding themselves for being stupid and blindly following the wind, which is clearly a pit.

But among them, Qian Shaofeng's face was the most ugly, red like a pig's liver, his teeth squeaked, his eyes were full of anger and coldness, and he kept glancing at Zhang Yang not far away.

Zhang Yang didn't care at all, he put his hands in his pockets, calmly walked up to the high platform, came to Qian Shaofeng, and said with a slight smile: "Qian Shao, you lost, is it time to fulfill your promise?"

"Fruit......"

When the audience heard this, they immediately shouted like a swarm, and their voices were extremely loud, one higher than the other.

On the stage, there was a deathly silence, and no one spoke, like a group of death row prisoners on the execution ground.

"Undress, go to the road, take off your clothes, go to the road!"

The live broadcast channel was also crazy at this moment, countless barrages directly filled the screen, and all kinds of gift planes were all over the sky.

And these voices were also transferred to the broadcast screen by the organizers of the racing competition.

For a while, these people on the stage were difficult to ride tigers, and they all couldn't help but look at each other.

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