Chapter 371: Capturing the No. 3 Supplemental Star Envoy
"M-level mission reminder, the plan to make up the star, the task of capturing the supplementary star, the target No. 3 to make up the star Joshier, the task requirements, the loyalty reaches ninety-one, the current target loyalty is ninety-one points, the task is completed, the reward system points are thirty points, your current system points are one hundred and fifty points, and the title is a moral model..."
"In view of the fact that you have completed the M-rank mission, the Star Replenisher Program, the Capture Star Replenisher mission, and successfully increased Joshier's loyalty to 91 points due to the number 3 Star Supplement, you will receive one of the following rewards, 1st, Advanced Swimming, 2nd, Advanced Treasure Appreciation, 3rd, Elementary Observation, please complete the selection within 5 seconds......"
Advanced Swimming Technique and Advanced Treasure Appreciation Technique are both simple and easy-to-understand skills, but this elementary observation technique, Zhang Yang is a little confused, what does this thing mean?
Now for him, treasure appreciation is not interesting, and he doesn't play this, so naturally he won't choose it, advanced swimming skills, the temptation for him is still quite great, especially tonight, seeing so many beautiful women in bikinis standing by the pool, he suddenly remembered that in Meining's villa, the swimming pool has been built, but... Myself... I'm a landlubber.
Landlubbers... Because of this landlubber, I once missed a relationship for this, well, it should probably be unrequited love, but anyway, it should be good to learn this thing, at least I won't shrug it when I see the sea.
"Advanced swimming!" After thinking about it, he decided to learn this thing first, but the swimming pool in the villa had already been built, and it was spring. Summer is coming, and if you don't even know how to swim by then. How the women were supposed to laugh at themselves.
"Advanced Swimming, Loaded..."
After a slight dizziness, I had a lot of knowledge and skills about swimming in my mind, and the so-called advanced swimming skills were almost at the level of professional players.
Joshier's loyalty suddenly rose to ninety-one points at this juncture, and Zhang Yang still felt a little surprised.
This may be because she is at the bottom of the mountain, and she already knows that she has surpassed the Koenigsegg driven by Shen Kang, maybe she is excited, or maybe she is too worried about herself. Anyway, at this moment, she is undoubtedly very concerned about herself.
The corners of Zhang Yang's eyes were slightly wet, and an inexplicable emotion came to his heart.
Stunned, Koenigsegg rushed down like crazy again, trying to overtake with the superior performance of the car.
Probably Shen Kang should have suddenly seen Zhang Yang reduce the speed of the car, which made him suddenly have a hope of turning the tables.
Zhang raised his brows and frowned slightly, now it is going down the mountain. The speed of the car has dropped to 160 kilometers, but for the average racing driver, it is easy to crash the car if he dares to drive like this in such road conditions.
"Mercedes is slowing down... One hundred and sixty... One hundred and fifty... One hundred and forty, what's going on. Could it be that the car broke down? Koenigsegg has overtaken Mercedes and regained the top spot... Benz... Hey... Mercedes was still following Koenigsegg, maintaining a distance of several tens of meters, Koenigsegg began to accelerate, one hundred and sixty... One hundred and seventy... One hundred and eighty... Is he trying to get rid of Mercedes? β
ββ¦ Koenigsegg's speed has reached two hundred. Still the top spot... What do I see... The speed of the Mercedes also went up, two hundred and ten. It's biting Koenigsek... It's almost the last big S turn, this kind of speed..."
"Koenigsegg began to slow down and prepare for a big S-corner..."
"Super... Surpass... Overtaking... Mercedes re-overtook Koenigsegg... In the last big S-turn, KΓΆnigsegg was thrown off straight with a standard big drift... Grass... Grass... Grass... It's definitely the most awesome drift in history, with hardly any deceleration, am I dazzled? In this kind of road condition, dare to play drifting at a speed of 200 kilometers per hour, crazy!! β
Shen Kang was in the car, staring at the butt of the silver-gray Mercedes-Benz, and collapsed directly, specially, without such a play, this soul is faint, and it was not easy for him to regain the leading advantage... Actually, all the kung fu was lost in a while, Nima, the soul is light!
Straight... Straight, there is still the last glimmer of hope, the upper limit of Mercedes-Benz SL350 is two hundred and five, and his own Koenigsegg can run to four hundred...
But in this kind of road condition, even the gods dare not run at this speed!
Paralyzed, can't a 26 million sports car outrun your 1.6 million car? Shen Kang's eyes were red, staring at the Mercedes-Benz in front of him arrogantly exposing the butt of the car to him, he was going crazy.
"Die!!" Almost instantaneously, he pushed his speed to the limit, driving Koenigsegg like a bullet in a frenzied chase.
"Whoosh!"
"Whoosh!"
"!!!!"
In the dark night, the terrible sound of tires scraping the ground was accompanied by the sparks, and Koenigsegg and Mercedes flew over the finish line like bullets out of the chamber.
"I rely on....Mercedes... Win! The race monitor, who jumped to the side like a frightened bird from the track, watched the scene in front of him in amazement, and his crotch slammed, and he weakly announced the final result.
"On the straights, can Mercedes still win Koenigsegg? Grass! Grass! Nima, this is too soulless! β
"The final sprint... Mercedes 264 km... Damn, this is completely unscientific, and the upper limit of people's design is 250 kilometers. β
"Koenigsegg... Two hundred and eighty-two kilometers... So what, lost. β
"Time, Mercedes 6:20.27, Koenigsegg 6:20.48... They set the second- and third-best records in the history of the track, as well as the second- and third-highest speeds in history, at 282 and 264 kilometers. β
"The best time in history is 5:58.47 for Xiao Maniac, and the fastest speed is 305 kilometers per hour on the straight road driven by Xiao Maniac, of course, he drove a Bugatti Veil..."
"If today's fanfare is also Bugatti Vialine... So what? The game commentator was speechless with a sore body, "I don't know what will happen to Xiao Maniac and Zhang Yang when they come to play?" I'm really looking forward to it. β
After the car crossed the finish line several hundred meters, Koenigsegg and Mercedes slowly stopped. Luckily, there aren't many cars on the main road at this time, otherwise. It is estimated that there were two accidents in which cars were destroyed and people died.
The car slowly drove back to the starting point, Joshel carried her high heels, stumbled into the arms of Zhang Yang, who had just opened the car door, and then threw away the high heels, almost using her hands and feet at the same time, twisting, kicking and biting, tears dripping on her white cheeks: "You are a dull soul, how can you be so crazy." You're insane, I hate you to death, do you know how worried I am about you, I sue you for publicity, if you dare to go out to play with me in the future, I'll immediately run to cuckold you, my soul is light... Not... Hmm..."
"Sister Qiao. Image, image, many people look at it. Zhang Yang grinned in pain, his eyes swept over the group of dumbfounded children who were staring at the two of them one by one, and reminded Joshier in a low voice.
"What kind of image do I want. You swear to me that you will not be allowed to compete with anyone in the future. β
"I swear," Zhang Yang raised his hand helplessly, "What am I going to say?" β
"You swear that if you go to compete with others in the future, Joshiel will let the car run and die."
"Sister Qiao..." Zhang Yang's nose was sore, and he reached out and hugged her little waist tightly. Holding her tightly in his arms, tears falling on her jet-black hair, "I promise you that in the future, unless you allow it, you will never go to a match with anyone." β
Joshier's backhand around his waist and her mouth opened her mouth to bite him on the shoulder.
"Ahh Didn't you swear? Zhang Yang's tears fell directly into a channel...
β¦β¦
"Yo, don't be embarrassed here, don't you just win." A yin and yang strange voice suddenly sounded beside them, with a sour taste, "Fake, hypocritical." β
Zhang Yang glanced sideways, the racing driver of the Shijue, Li Ma!
"What are you looking at?" Li Ma took off his helmet with a stupid expression, "The two of you... Ahh
Before I could pronounce the words, I found that there was an extra fist on my face, uh... It's still Josh's.
On the spot, his left eye was swollen: "Grass... Dare to beat Lao Tzu... If you have the ability, you can try to punch again? Not! β
As soon as he finished speaking, he was punched again, this time in the right eye, and then he found himself kicked to the ground, followed by a raindrop of fists, high heels...
"You got it yourself!"
"Alright, it's done." Joshier reached out and rubbed her pink fist, which was a little painful, and ran away like a thief, "I want a car." β
Shen Kangtie blushed, carrying a white competition-specific helmet in his right hand, and stood beside the white Koenigsek, looking at Zhang Yang and Joshier who were slowly walking towards him, and the group of second and third lords who were staring at him with sympathetic eyes.
It's been less than a month since he got this 08 Koenigsegg, and it's the so-called kind of ass that hasn't been hot, so it's going to be handed over?
It's too fucked up, although the price of more than 20 million can be completely ignored for him, but to give it to others so humiliatingly is really difficult for him to accept for a while.
"Shen Shao..." Lin Kun touched his side like a ghost, as if he knew his inner thoughts, and whispered, "Anyway, it's Josh'er who is betting with you, and it's not Zhang Yang, so don't care what he does." β
Shen Kang glanced at him sideways, frowned, did not respond to his words, left the white ghost, and slowly walked towards Zhang Yang, who was walking towards him.
Lin Kun behind him picked the corner of his eye and quietly followed.
"I lost!" Shen Kang took out the car keys, hung them on his index finger, and said with difficulty, "The car can be given to you... Can you answer me a question? β
"There's no question to answer in the bet." Zhang Yang smiled and took the car keys.
Shen Kang's handsome face distorted unnaturally, but he still regained his composure, "Be kind to this car." β
Zhang Yang glanced at him, stopped, turned around and said lightly: "I will answer you a question for this sentence." β
Although there is still a gap between him and Shen Kang, what surprises him a little is that Shen Kang is also a person who is willing to gamble and lose, and for his sake.
"With your skills, you could have easily won me, why did you give me hope halfway?" Shen Kang hesitated for a moment and asked.
"Shen Shao, this is his insidiousness, he deliberately gave you hope, and then let your renewed hope turn into despair again, this kind of bastard is the most hateful." Lin Kun, who followed up, lost no time in jumping out and muttering.
Hearing this, Shen Kang frowned, glanced at Lin Kun, and then turned his gaze to Zhang Yang, "Is that so?" β
Zhang Yang glanced at Lin Kun and sneered.