Chapter 40: Death Race I

Tomorrow is 515, the anniversary of the starting point, and the day with the most benefits. In addition to the gift bag and school bag, this time's "515 Red Envelope Flip" must be seen, how can there be a reason not to grab the red envelope, set the alarm clock high~

Lu Mingxuan's car surprised Zhang Ling, which was the same car as Ryosuke Takahashi in the initial D - Mazda FC3S.

This rear-wheel drive car, with an ultra-light rotary engine and a combinable body, has excellent steering performance, and is a driver's dream sports car.

Although the price of this kind of car is not high, it is not easy to find in China, and this kind of rotary engine is really a devastation in terms of domestic road conditions and oil quality.

"How? Are you still satisfied with the car? This kind of curve is the most suitable! ”

Lu Mingxuan also seemed to be very interested in the car, and he stroked the FC3S like a lover.

Zhang Ling nodded and said, "This car looks well maintained, yours?" ”

"yes, I love collecting these classic models!"

Zhang Ling clicked his lips and said: "It's still good to be rich, play whatever you want, collect whatever you want!" ”

"By the way, what about the weapon I asked you to prepare?"

"Here!"

Qi Dapeng took down a black travel bag from the saddle, he unzipped it, and a bunch of rifles with a metallic luster appeared in front of Zhang Ling.

"Brother, we're going to catch ghosts, not to fight, what are you doing with so many weapons!"

Qi Dapeng shrugged his shoulders and said, "I don't know which one you like to use, I'll bring them all!" ”

Zhang Ling was completely defeated by the two people in front of him, he shook his head helplessly and said, "Okay, there are still a few hours until midnight, let's start preparing!" ”

After speaking, he took out a bag of salt from his canvas bag and handed it to Qi Dapeng and said, "Brother Peng, you replace the shotgun bullet with a salt bullet!" ”

Qi Dapeng nodded, took the salt and went to the side to modify the bullets, and then Zhang Ling took out four pieces of the propylene braking charms he had just learned and pasted them on both sides of the car.

These four pieces of peach wood are his last inventory, and the last time he came back from Dawang Village, Wang Tiezhu brought back all the unused peach wood chips to Zhang Ling.

However, the Savage Mountain party made him use up 15 cards at a time, which made him very distressed.

But this is also something that can't be helped, the talisman he drew on the paper just doesn't work, and he doesn't know what the problem is, it seems that he should really find a Taoist temple to ask sometime.

"What is this for?"

Lu Mingxuan looked at Zhang Ling, who was fixing the peach wood talisman with tape, and didn't know what the use of this thing was sticking on the car

"That thing is even a person with a car is a resentment, and this talisman can protect us from the yin qi."

Lu Mingxuan nodded knowingly, and walked over to assist Zhang Ling in fixing those talismans on both sides of the car.

"By the way, I'll show you this!"

Lu Mingxuan pulled Zhang Ling to sit in the car, and as soon as he got in the car, Zhang Ling found that five cameras were placed in the car, and a signal transceiver was placed in the back seat.

"Hehe, I know your live broadcast habits, don't show your face, don't explain, so these cameras are facing outward, you can see the situation around the car, but you can't see the situation inside the car!"

Zhang Ling looked at these cameras and didn't know whether to say that he was intimate or a dog with a mouse.

"The bullet is ready, what's the use of this thing?" As he was talking, Qi Dapeng walked over with a handful of shotgun bullets and asked with a smile

Zhang Ling took those shotgun bullets and took a short-barreled shotgun and said with a smile: "Salt is a sharp weapon for exorcism, this time the guy we have to deal with is very fast and can't get close to him, so we can only use salt bullets to cause damage to him." ”

After speaking, he got into the car and said to the two: "Let's go, let's go up the mountain, there are still some preparations to be made!" ”

……

Time passed minute by minute, and when the hour hand and minute hand coincided again at 12, Zhang Ling opened the live broadcast room, and hundreds of viewers immediately poured in.

"I'll go, aren't these people sleeping?"

Zhang Ling couldn't help but be a little surprised when he looked at the increasing number of people in the live broadcast room, he didn't expect that there would be so many people at this time.

"Master, you have appeared, I can't wait to see through it!"

"Master, where have you gone to cultivate? Why hasn't you started live streaming for so long? ”

“……”

The live broadcast room suddenly boiled, and Zhang Ling suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of accomplishment when he looked at the messages that kept popping up in the live broadcast room.

Since he started live broadcasting, he has rarely paid attention to the situation in the live broadcast room, he has always started the live broadcast and worked, then turned it off, and counted his income the next day, he really didn't expect that he would have so many loyal fans.

But his intoxication was soon shattered by a loud and deafening roar, and he looked into the rearview mirror to see two intense beams of light behind them.

"I'll go, Master, are you here at Mount Farah?"

"Look at that jump light, it, isn't this FC3S?"

A netizen named Fast and Furious in the live broadcast room recognized Zhang Ling's car with sharp eyes.

"What is FC3S?"

"I don't know, help him downstairs!"

"Upstairs puppeteer!"

"downstairs!"

"Ji your sister, Lao Tzu AE86 has been overturned several times! Ask Du Niang yourself! ”

"Ask Du Niang will die!"

"Upstairs is right!"

“……”

Just when the live broadcast room was boiling, the headlights behind Zhang Ling quickly approached them, and when he was level with Zhang Ling's car, a blurred figure appeared on the screen.

"66666, look, AE86!"

"Brother, look at the wool car, look at the people in the car, is that the ghost car god?"

The man sitting in the AE86 car exuded an astonishing yin aura all over his body, his face was hideous and distorted, and his eyes were as cold as a poisonous snake!

Qi Dapeng, who was sitting in the driver's seat, glanced at the creepy resentment on the car, and began to slowly bang the accelerator, and the car rubbed forward inch by inch.

The resentful spirit had no intention of attacking them, he just stared at Qi Dapeng's eyes, revealing a strange smile.

Zhang Ling held the short-barreled shotgun tightly in his hand, he planned that if this thing attacked them, he would give him two blows, but now it seems that this guy only wants to compete with them!

"Akinayama hearse drifts! Phew, ghost car drift! ”

"Master, drive, I've put in coins!"

Suddenly, a burst of crazy tipping began, the reward information popped up all over the screen, and Lu Mingxuan, who had been paying attention to the live broadcast room in the back seat, was secretly speechless, he didn't expect these people to be so crazy, it seems that it is quite profitable to make a video website!

Some fans sent messages while rewarding: "If you don't put coins in the car, the whole family will die violently!" ”

Just as Lu Mingxuan was looking at the screen intently, suddenly a huge roar sounded, and he was suddenly thrown on the backrest by the strong inertia.

Both cars hit the treacherous trail at the same time, and the two cars were still at the same level at first, but after the first corner, the AE86 suddenly accelerated, and a beautiful drift overtook Zhang Ling's FC3S.

"Hurry up and keep him in the line!" Zhang Ling looked at the ghost taillights that drew a beautiful arc of light and shouted loudly!

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