Chapter 113 was knocked down on the spot

In Zhao Heng's eccentric head, Song Qingguan's eyes shot out and stepped on the accelerator and soared, at this moment, Song Qingguan was like a god possessed, and the control of the car was as light as an arm, and the car rushed out like an arrow, and rushed murderously to Park Dajie who was swinging forward.

Hearing the whistling sound from behind, Park Dajie found in the rearview mirror that Song Qingguan was chasing after him like an arrow, and his driving skills were quite skilled, and a sneer crossed his heart: "Finally up?" Bastard, let grandpa humiliate and humiliate you this time, and see how you fight me. ”

I saw the road sign in the distance, and there was a big sharp bend ahead.

Park Dajie slowed down slightly, ready to cross this corner and compete with Song Qingguan, but Song Qingguan completely ignored it, and controlled the car to pass by Park Dajie, but saw that the BMW did not slow down at all, like a fierce flame, and disappeared around the corner with a whoosh.

"Ah, that's too fierce, isn't it?"

The girl in the passenger seat exclaimed in surprise: "With such a large angle of the corner, rush over without reducing the speed?" ”

The other two cars also slowed down, and the people in the cars were also shocked.

"Call a ball, you Chinese people often like to put forks."

Park Dajie was very angry that the woman praised Zhao Heng and them, and snorted coldly with a gloomy face: "The results were all struck by lightning, go over and take a look, at this speed, it's strange not to smash his car!" Then he affirmed himself: "Pity such a good car, how can they pay for it!" ”

Song Qingguan naturally didn't know that his actions made the onlookers pinch a cold sweat, his hands magically rotated, the steering wheel slammed into a dead turn, and then another big turn, a dead turn, and Park Dajie, who followed behind, looked at the BMW body in shock.

The rear of the car is a horizontal tone.

With a squeak, the sharp sound of bulletproof tires rubbing against the road pierced the eardrums, and the rain on the ground splashed everywhere, but in the thrill, the front of the car turned steadily, and with a whoosh, the speed did not decrease, and the luxury BMW that rushed out brought out a black phantom.

Park Dajie, who was still full of confidence in car skills, was shocked to find that Song Qingguan had far surpassed himself, how could this be? I don't know how many times I've run this road, and every time I take the lead among drag racing enthusiasts, how can this kid surpass himself lightly?

"Luck, luck, 、、、 it's definitely luck"

Despite the disbelief on his face, the backward Park Dajie still stepped up the throttle and chased after the BMW's butt, anyway, there was still a way to go from Huahai University, he didn't believe that he couldn't catch up with Zhao Heng and them, Park Dajie also used Song Qingguan's skillful transfer to cheer himself up.

Two cars with comparable performance, under the gaze of the street lights on both sides of the road and the wind and rain overhead, one after the other, roared towards Huada, when Qiao Fat grabbed the seat belt and stared wide-eyed, Zhao Heng closed his eyes slightly and sighed, the feeling brought by the extreme speed of the car is really wonderful.

Song Qingguan far surpassed Park Dajie with his skillful driving skills, and the car even pulled an arc in the rain, but he didn't have the slightest Song Qingguan glanced in the rearview mirror at the next turn, and saw that Park Dajie was still chasing after him, Song Qingguan was naturally handy for this competition, but remembering Park Dajie's mad dog-like barking just now, he couldn't help but have the idea of revenge on Park Dajie.

Thinking about this, Song Qingguan's speed slowed down a little.

Park Dajie, who was originally angry, suddenly saw Song Qingguan's speed slowing down, and felt that the dawn of victory was lighting up in front of him again, and he thought of surpassing the BMW in front, and the speed was invisibly accelerated, but Park Dajie never thought that when the two cars were close to each other, there was only one body distance.

Song Qingguan actually turned the body sideways, and the momentum was quite fierce! Taken aback, Park Dajie instinctively hit the steering wheel in his hand, and the Audi roared out to the side, rushing to the sidewalk on the side of the road.

The car rushed into the green belt on the side of the road before stopping.

The two cars behind hurriedly braked, dragging out two long traces, and in the rain, several women also screamed, especially the cold and arrogant South Korean girl, poked out her head and roared at Zhao Heng, obviously very angry Song Qingguan did tricks, but forgot who caused the car race.

Song Qingguan smiled slightly, stepped on the accelerator and drove into the distance, and after two minutes, Park Dajie and the accompanying girl climbed out of the car with difficulty, despite the blocking effect of the airbag, but under the huge momentum, there was still a burst of pain in Park Dajie's chest.

Looking at his unrecognizable car, Park Dajie almost vomited blood.

Then he calculated the account on Zhao Heng:

"Zhao Heng, you bastard, I won't let you go!"

The next day, at dusk, Park Dajie led a group of men and women to block Zhao Heng and the three, all of them were as excited as if they had beaten chicken blood, Park Dajie was more like a gambler who lost a bet, he pointed at Zhao Heng and shouted: "Zhao Heng, I want to challenge you, I must challenge you today!" ”

"This bastard, it's really a ghost."

Qiao Yuncai rolled up his sleeves and wanted to breathe: "Brother Heng, let me teach him a lesson." ”

Park Dajie glanced at him with extreme contempt, and raised his middle finger and hummed: "What are you?" Didn't you get hit on my knee last time? Do you think you'll be able to work against me after a few days of practice? Dead fatty, get out of here! I'm looking for Zhao Heng today, not your rice bucket. ”

Fat Qiao was not angry, but sneered instead: "Then let's try." ”

"Fatty, don't be impulsive! I'll give him two slaps. ”

Zhao Heng also frowned slightly at this guy's entanglement, isn't the lesson of last night's car crash enough? is simply a dog skin plaster, he decided to beat Park Dajie's arrogance at one time, only in this way will he not come to entangle himself again, let alone make trouble in the city.

So he threw the book to Qiao Yuncai and snorted coldly: "Park Dajie, let's fight here." He decided to put Park "Good! ”

With a wave of his fist, Park Dajie rushed towards Zhao Heng, Zhao Heng sneered, and also rushed over with an arrow step, and swept towards Park Dajie's knee with a low whip leg! "Plop", this leg of the low whip is so powerful that it directly swept Park Dajie to the ground!

Before Pu Dajie could throw a punch, he was hit the knee by Zhao Heng and fell to the ground, feeling embarrassed, he couldn't care about the pain at the moment, and immediately struggled to stand up, but it was okay if he didn't stand, but he let himself suffer more blows when he stood up.

Zhao Heng didn't wait for him to stand firm, and another low whip leg swept on Park Dajie's calf! The tall and burly Park Dajie was suddenly kicked and staggered, swaying backwards and retreating, and Zhao Heng was followed by more than a dozen low whips in a row, "snapping", stinging everyone's eardrums.

Eighteen times before and after, all swept on the same leg of Park Dajie!

The last leg swept Park Dajie to the ground again!

Crisp and clean!

"Gone!"

Zhao Heng glanced at Park Dajie, who couldn't stand up, and walked towards the dormitory with a sneer on the corner of his mouth, everyone around was stunned and couldn't believe that Park Dajie, who could rank in the top five in the taekwonting club, was beaten by Zhao Heng without a backhand, and was finally knocked to the ground.

Song Qingguan and Qiao Yuncai spread their hands and followed Zhao Heng to leave, Park Dajie, who was half-squatting on the ground, looked sad and angry, and wanted to crash to death on the wall, he was known as a taekwonxing master, he didn't even touch the corner of Zhao Heng's clothes, but he was beaten eighteen times by Zhao Heng as a sandbag, which was a great shame.

He wanted to struggle but was weak, the redness, swelling and pain in his thighs drained his whole body strength, he could only sit on the ground to buffer the pain, and then roared at the back of Zhao Heng who was far away: "Zhao Heng, I am not as good as you today, admit it, but sooner or later I will seek justice today." ”

In the distance, Zhao Heng waved his hand: "Waiting at any time." ”

In the distance, there was another person staring at Park Dajie.

PS: Brothers, the moon is dark and the wind is high, it is a good time to smash flowers, 200 flowers, kill!