Chapter Fifty-Nine: Lost Glory
"Huh!"
With the sound of a drift that merged into one, the result of the victory was finally decided at the exit of the last six-hairpin bend that everyone was watching with bated breath. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info
I saw that the two people and two cars you fought for drove out of the corner at the same time!
"Win!"
However, the result of victory and defeat is already obvious, Liu Suifeng, who has nitrogen acceleration, is unlikely to lose to Lingnan Cheshen 123 in the last 1 km of straight.
It can only be said that the two of them bit very tightly until the end, and as for the victory or defeat, it was already very clear.
"Whoosh!" "Whoosh!"
In the end, under the waving of the black and white checkered flag at the finish line, the light and shadow drawn by the two headlights also crossed the finish line cheered by everyone.
Liu Suifeng, in the last straight, won the competition for the Autumn Famous Mountain with the advantage of a full parking space.
"Won! He won! Carrying the undefeated myth of generations of rider glory! Blackstar 86! He's not fighting alone! He's not fighting alone......"
During the broadcast, Ah Biao held the microphone tightly with one hand, yelling excitedly, so big that he was about to eat the entire microphone in his mouth, and the saliva continued to splash out because of the shouting, so that the sound of saliva splashing could be heard in the sound of the broadcast.
"Win..."
Even Liu Suifeng, who won the victory, was in a bit of a trance, and he couldn't believe that he really won.
Until he stopped the car, his hands were still tightly gripping the steering wheel, and his eyes were staring straight ahead, panting, as if he had just driven before the ghost gate closed, full of fear for the rest of his life.
After a long pause, I suddenly smiled, and I was glad to laugh out loud.
Looking back, from avoiding the blow of the devastating falling objects of the large truck, to being forced to stop by the flashing lights, to fighting hard to catch up and sacrifice his life, and finally won the drift competition with the Lingnan Driver God 123.
The ups and downs and unexpected competition in the short 7.225-kilometer Qiuming Mountain track also made Liu Suifeng have to sigh that he is really lucky.
In the end, the scene of turning on the nitrogen gas to accelerate the corner, Liu Suifeng felt scared when he thought about it.
On several occasions, they almost flew off the track and crashed into the valley, and the protruding suspension of the rear wheels of the car had already caused the whole car to roll backwards again.
Liu Suifeng himself didn't know how he forcibly took the vehicle back.
At that time, there was no fear at all, only the desire for food and victory, and only thought about how to be faster, how to surpass the Lingnan Cheshen 123, which was ahead of him.
That kind of selfless realm of preoccupation, Liu Suifeng hasn't felt it for a long time.
Recalling the picture of the two cars side by side in the last 1 kilometer of the last 1 km both yelling and accelerating wildly, in my heart, the kind of pleasure of using all my strength and hearty, Liu Suifeng has not felt it for a long time.
After all, in the usual fighting-based competition, in order not to kill anyone, Liu Suifeng can only restrain his strength, and he can't take it seriously at all.
All the negative emotions that he has accumulated over the past few days have been vented out by the unscrupulous jet along with the internal force that has been transformed into nitrogen.
That kind of feeling simply makes the current willow feel comfortable with the wind, fluttering fairy loosened the steering wheel, fluttering back leaning back, the whole person is comfortable, as if he has just experienced a century war, his eyes are half-narrowed into a meditative state.
"Wow!"
But Liu Suifeng didn't have to enjoy this moment of leisurely comfort, Tang Wan'er and Dong Qingshu, who were rescued by the rescue team, opened Liu Suifeng's car door at once, and carried Liu Suifeng, who was enjoying the pleasure before, out of the car.
A large group of people also cheered and gathered around, grabbed Liu Suifeng's hands and feet, and threw them up with a "whew" to celebrate Liu Suifeng's victory.
Liu Suifeng, who was tossed up and down in the cheers of the diners, also looked at the Black Star 86 that helped him win, and only felt that he had lived up to the three or four rows of stars behind it this time.
The modified old man who drove to the car also rolled down the window and looked at the willow with the wind thrown in the air, showing a pleased smile.
Seeing these two scenes, Liu Suifeng also looked at ease again, sniffing the taste of excellence in the crowd's throwing.
The lingering smell of flame and mutton, the smell of all kinds of spices stuffed into the belly of the lamb, the taste of salt and cumin melting in scorched cracks on the surface, and the hot taste of adding fuel to the fire without spicy or joy, just moving his nose and sniffing has already made Liu, who has been hungry for a day, salivate with the wind and swallow non-stop.
Not to mention the rest of the rich package supreme barbecue package.
The smell of the mountains, the taste of the sea, the smell of charcoal, the smell of fire.
The most primitive, coarse, and irresistible smell of human beings, the smell of fire that lit the light of human civilization in primitive societies!
Smelling and smelling, Liu Suifeng could even think of the picture of primitive humans in the past, when they saw the flames on the tree that was split and burned by lightning, and they quacked with joy.
But thinking about it, Liu Suifeng, who was constantly being thrown up and down, seemed to feel that something was wrong.
When I opened my eyes, I realized that I seemed to be thrown higher and higher.
The crowd below who were cheering for his victory suddenly showed a wicked smile.
Especially Tang Wan'er and Dong Qingshu, their laughter is particularly prominent and obscene.
"It's over!"
But by the time Liu Suifeng realized the problem, it was too late.
Just when Liu Suifeng, who was running higher and higher, knew that this was a trap, he had already fallen ruthlessly from the top, and Tang Wan'er and the others, who were supposed to catch them, all had a tacit "eh!" sound, and they were all collectively "slipping" at the moment when they were about to catch Liu Suifeng.
"Bang!"
Under the effect of gravitational acceleration, Liu fell straight down with the wind without accident, leaving a deeply recessed downward humanoid mark on the ground with his body, shaking the entire ground.
"A bunch of despicable villains!" Liu Suifeng, who was half-dead and vomited blood, slowly straightened up, trying to get up from the deeply dented humanoid print.
As a result, Tang Wan'er stepped on it again, and the other diners on the side also hurriedly took out their shovels, scooped up the soil, and buried Liu Suifeng in the deep depression.
"Hurry up, hurry up, bury him, and the barbecue will be ours!"
"Ahh
"Help...... Hmmmm...... "Liu was quickly buried in the cry for help.
A large group of people worked together for a while, and after frantically shoveling soil and burying people, Liu landed on the spot with the wind, and there was an instant small mountain bag.
This was not enough, after burying Liu Suifeng alive, everyone also used the shovel in their hands to put a Big Dipper Seven Star Array on the hill bag.
A Taoist diner also held a Taoist talisman between his fingers, shaking his head and reciting, "Demon stars descending from the sky!
After speaking, he "snapped" and pasted the ghost-like charm on the small mound buried alive in the willow wind.
"Huh, that's it?" a large group of people leaned over their heads and looked at the spell.
The Taoist diner also patted his chest with great confidence, raised one hand and swore to the sky, "Although the poor Dao is not good at fighting, but the Demon Sealing Array or something, I have never missed......!
"Boom!"
The Taoist "death" of "not dying well" was not finished, only a loud and terrible sound like thunder was heard.
The Big Dipper Seven Star Array surrounded by shovels and the small mound guarding the willows with the wind were instantly wiped out into ashes in a violent explosion.
Everyone looked at Liu Suifeng, who had already stood up, and they were all stunned, unable to say a word at all.
The Taoist who still maintained this oath in his hand also turned around slowly like a wooden man, looking at Liu Suifeng, who had already drawn his sword, "I said, I was just joking just now, this hero, there is something to say, the Buddha has a cloud, put down the butcher's knife, and become a Buddha on the ground, as long as everyone chooses a little love, this world will be a beautiful world......"
"Youyun, you fart! You are a Taoist priest! What are you talking to me about Buddhism! Look at the knife!"
"Woo yes! Run!" the crowd scattered, and fled in a panic.
"You group of dog eaters! Don't run! Design and murder Ben Daxia! I won't all of you be punished on the spot today! I won't be surnamed Liu!"
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But compared with the happy barbecue stalls, the funeral boys scattered all over the world are in a different situation.
After hearing the victory of Liu Suifeng's Black Star 86, the young men who were originally very concerned about the funeral love all sank in their hearts.
For some reason, they should be happy about the victory, but their hearts are extremely heavy at this time.
Perhaps, it is because the glory of the continuation of this Black Star 86 has nothing to do with them anymore.
Perhaps, it is because of their regret and regret for quitting the racing world.
Perhaps, or perhaps because of the situation they are in now.
Backstage at Paris Fashion Week, with the end of Ah Biao's broadcast, Tommy's and others suddenly returned to reality, and the chief model who had just been cut off by him was still scolding them in French like singing, and even the main person in charge of this fashion show was angry with a big nose and screaming.
"Click, Quack, Whoa......" (Translation: You Bunch of Waste! What the hell is going to do with the head model's hair!, what is going on!, let me fuck off and go home and raise pigs!)
The Earth Defense Headquarters, the alien UFO attack formation, has also carried out devastating laser strikes on the headquarters, and several "biological weapons" have also been forced into a desperate situation of life and death in the headquarters where the artillery is flying.
In Chang'an Palace, the little eunuch was still being slapped on the head by the chief administrator of Ouchi, so he could only lower his head and listen to the beating and scolding of the chief administrator of Ouchi.
The little bald head of the labor camp was also driven out of the store by the boss with a broom amid the scolding of everyone "Is it a rapist?", "Still a murderer?", and "Get out of the store!"
It seems that they also know that they are no longer the cool and crazy car gods of the past, and now, they are just a group of mortals who are busy running around for a living, most of the time they have to swallow their anger, and even suffer from powerless discrimination.
The victory of this Liu Suifeng Black Star 86 made them feel like a world away, and made their hearts, which were already numb to this cold fact, become sensitive and uncomfortable again.
But in the face of the scolding of the person in charge of the big nose, Tommy, who was already nearly thirty years old, slowly took out a photo from his pocket.
Looking at the Black Star 86 in the photo, the members of the funeral team who once had a heart higher than the sky, all somehow felt a breath of anger in their hearts.
Pinching the two fingers of the photo, he gritted his teeth, raised his head and lowered his head in silence, and looked directly at the person in charge of the big nose.
In his eyes, which had already become numb and smooth, a sharp look suddenly flashed, and the person in charge of the big nose who was scolding him was so frightened that he stopped talking and unconsciously took a step back.
But soon he stepped forward again, "Ga Li, Ga Ga Gac!" (If you don't want to do it, get out of here!), trying to suppress their backbone from nowhere.
But in the face of the threat of the big nose, Tommy still held his chest up, raised his neck, and his eyes were extremely sharp.