Although the little Lori tried to keep her voice as low as possible, it was obvious from her expression that the little Lori was already excited because of a sudden game. She made the engine of the chariot roar, and even the body trembled, like a racing horse ready to go.

Lin Yu was a little speechless, he didn't expect that the rampaging Lori would also be interested in such a competition, he hit the nail on the head and said, "You, you will scare others." ”

"People, it's okay for people to run slower, I promise not to overtake him too much," little Lori made an oath gesture with her two chubby fingers erected. Lin Yu was once again defeated by her cute appearance, it seems that she has been locked in the inventory for too long and urgently needs to have some fun.

"Okay, I'll let you compare it today, don't take it as an example," Lin Yu reluctantly agreed, he could hardly imagine what kind of scene he would see in a few minutes. However, since you have decided to compete, it is more interesting to add a little more chips.

Lin Yu turned his head to look at the drag racing man again, raised his voice and replied, "Since you said so, then let's have a play." How about adding another jackpot and betting 10,000 yuan?"

Lin Yu smiled and stretched out an index finger, the amount of 10,000 yuan is not too big, but it is also a considerable amount of money. The drag racing man must have spent a lot of money to modify his motorcycle, and he must have been able to get 10,000 yuan.

The drag racing man didn't expect things to take a 180-degree turn, and the other party didn't want to compete with him just now, so why did he want to increase the color again? Could it be that he had met a hidden master?

The drag racing man glanced at Lin Yu carefully, and saw that the other party's age was only in his early twenties, and there was a green look on his face that had not faded, he should still be a college student who was studying, right?

The drag racing man quickly came to a conclusion in his heart, this young man must be a rich second generation. took the money given by his parents to eat, drink and have fun every day, and drove out of the modified car at night, the 10,000 yuan gambling money was just a casual remark by him, in fact, the other party didn't put this money in his eyes at all. Just like the reason he gave, it's just a little bit more colorful.

Of course, the drag racing man himself is also a rich man, but he has not yet reached the point of being prominent. Otherwise, he would not be playing a motorcycle, but a sports car like Lin Yu.

"Okay, 10,000 yuan is 10,000 yuan," the drag racing man subconsciously touched his wallet, but soon reason made himself stop this action. Why am I touching my wallet? I am sure to win this competition, and the 10,000 yuan will only be taken out of the other party's wallet. After the drag racing man did his mental construction, his face returned to full of confidence, he put the red helmet back on, and the motorcycle under his crotch let out a powerful roar.

The rules of the race are simple, whoever reaches the finish line 30 kilometers away first wins. The drag racer is familiar with this part of the track, and he can't remember how many times he's won here, and of course, tonight will be the same as before.

When the drag racing man's gesture fell, his red cheetah roared out, and his modified motorcycle was really extraordinary, starting at a speed of nearly 100 kilometers per hour.

Lin Yu's reaction was half a beat slower, or Xiao Lori deliberately released the water under his instructions, until the other party soared out of a distance of more than ten meters, and the chariot drove out unhurriedly.

Through the rearview mirror of the motorcycle, the drag racing man saw the clumsy appearance of his opponent, and a smile of disdain appeared on the corner of his mouth, his worries were really superfluous, the other party was just a rich second generation with money and nowhere to spend, and in terms of racing, he was simply an amateur.

The red cheetah leads all the way, and the drag racing man once again experiences the thrill of riding the dust, and at the same time, a huge loneliness rises in his heart. I still haven't found an opponent, and what about modifying a sports car, in the end it's just a flashy paper tiger.

The drag racer even looked up at the night scene tonight, it was not a clear night, a lot of starlight was obscured in the clouds, and only a few moonlights were sprinkled through the clouds. The road is lined with dim streetlights, and the light and moonlight overlap to create a hazy feeling that does not quite resemble reality.

This is exactly why drag racing men like to race in the middle of the night, and the road is not very real and unreal, giving him the illusion of galloping in a fantasy world. In this world exclusive to himself, he can soar to the top speed unscrupulously, and his galloping figure is like he has mastered the whole world.

The drag racer man was immersed in his own fantasies, his eyes were a little misty, and he almost forgot that he was still racing against others, because he had thrown them far away from the beginning.

But the sound of an engine getting closer and closer woke him up from his fantasy, and he looked in surprise at the rearview mirror of the motorcycle, a sports car with a glittering black and gold glow chasing from behind, its body was extremely streamlined, and there was no gap between any parts, as if such a car naturally existed in nature.

The engine of the sports car is a pleasant roar that does not sound irritating, and the sound alone tells that it is of noble origin, and it exudes a low-key luxury just like its appearance. The sports car passed by the drag racing man, even the relative speed was still a lot faster, and a cold sweat broke out on the drag racing man's forehead instantly, he turned the accelerator sharply, and his red cheetah accelerated again.

"Control, if you run too fast, he won't be able to catch up," Lin Yu sat in the cab and whispered, he found that the rampage Lori accidentally ran to three hundred kilometers, which is equivalent to the speed of a high-speed train, which makes the other party still how to race with him.

However, the drag racer man was quite competitive, and his speed of 300 kilometers per hour could not shake him off, and his red cheetah let out an even stronger roar, and rushed to the front of the chariot again with a slight advantage.

Overtaking the other party again, the drag racing man breathed a sigh of relief, he knew very well that the limit speed of the average sports car was only 300 kilometers, and it was rare to reach 350 after modification, but the limit speed of his motorcycle was 400!

The drag racer looked at the speedometer in front of him, and now it was over three hundred and five, and he was still a little bit away from the ultimate speed. It's been a long time since I've met such a powerful opponent, and I've actually forced myself to this point, but the drag racing man believes that as long as he maintains his current speed, he can win the game safely, and he doesn't have to show the last hole card.

This thought of his had just flashed through his mind, and a familiar black light shifted from the corner of his eye to the front again, and the corner of the drag racing man's mouth twitched, grass, and was overtaken again!