As soon as Zhao Nuo's words came out, even Xia Shiren, who always looked improper, widened his eyes in surprise:

"Dude, you're not planning to race on this street, are you? Even if you want to go to jail, don't bother me, the owner of this car has my name written on it. ”

Zhao Nuo looked at the bustling streets where people came and went, where a single mistake in drag racing would kill people. And there are already a lot of pedestrians on the side of the road who are stopping to watch, and once something happens, there are too many witnesses.

"Ten o'clock tonight, winding mountain road, one-on-one." ZHAO NUO CHALLENGED THE FLAT-HEADED MAN SITTING IN THE DODGE CHARGER: "IF YOU DON'T DARE TO COME, FORGET IT." ”

"Will Lao Tzu be afraid of you?"

The flat-headed man responded viciously, and then turned to Xia Shiren: "You kid really dare to lend him the car?" Wait to find your car at the scrap yard, idiot! ”

THE DODGE CHARGER'S 6.4-LITER V8 ENGINE ROARED VIOLENTLY, AND THE EXHAUST PIPE SPEWED CHOKING WHITE SMOKE, AND THE WHOLE CAR DISAPPEARED LIKE A BLACK LIGHT.

Seeing the car leave, Zhao Nuo asked, "Who is that kid?" ”

Xia Shiren patted the steering wheel indignantly: "His name is Guo Zihao, he is the son of the president of Baiye Group, and he has been pestering Xiaoling for a long time, it would be great if you could teach him a lesson." ”

Although Zhao Nuo didn't know what the Baiye Group did, presumably the industry of this group would not be small, otherwise that guy would not be so arrogant.

"I can teach him a lesson, but I need to borrow your car, I don't have a muscle car." ZHAO NUO LOOKED AT THE BLUE AND WHITE STRIPED FORD SHELBY-GT500 IN FRONT OF HIM.

THIS CAR, LIKE THAT GUY'S DODGE CHARGER-SRT8, IS A HIGH-HORSEPOWER MUSCLE CAR. The characteristic of the muscle car is that the handling is average, but the horsepower is extremely huge, and it belongs to the pure speed machine, which is very advantageous in the race of straight-line acceleration.

Zhao Nuo, who has been honed in many racing games such as "Gran Turismo", "Need for Speed" and "Ridge Racing" for many years, is still relatively experienced in driving, and even used his classmate's "Dodge Viper" to participate in underground drag racing in college.

However, in the past two years, he has not touched the steering wheel of a real car at all, so he needs to get used to it.

Xia Shiren thought for about thirty seconds, nodded and said, "If you can guarantee victory, I can lend you the car, but if it is damaged, you must compensate." ”

Don't look at this guy's usual hippie smile, when it comes to the "serious moment", he finally looks like a businessman.

"If it is damaged, I guarantee compensation." Zhao Nuo nodded, and then asked:

"Can I modify this car?"

ALTHOUGH THE FORD SHELBY-GT500 AND KUO ZIHAO'S DODGE CHARGER ARE BOTH HIGH-HORSEPOWER MUSCLE CARS, THIS CAR USES A 5.4-LITER V8 ENGINE, WHICH IS SLIGHTLY DIFFERENT FROM THE DODGE CHARGER'S AMAZING 6.4-LITER ENGINE.

Judging from the appearance of Guo Zihao driving away just now, that guy's driving skills are also good. Therefore, if you want to ensure victory, you must install some "special devices".

"The modified car can't pass the guò car inspection, if you want to modify it, you have to change it back to the original after tonight......"

Xia Shiren said and opened the car door and got out of the car, and then made a "please" gesture to Zhao Nuo: "You send Xiaoling home, just follow the GPS in the car." I'm looking for a place to hide, and I'm not going home today, and my dad is still angry. ”

"Okay."

Zhao Nuo sat in the driver's seat unequivocally and thanked Xia Shiren at the same time.

――This person is still quite interesting, and he should also hate that Guo Zihao, so now they are "comrades-in-arms" on the same front.

Xia Xiaoling, who was still a little timid, got into the car from the other side, and Zhao Nuo nodded to Xia Shiren, who had his hands in his jeans pockets: "Then let's go first." ”

"Well, go all the way!" Xia Shiren regained his previous unserious appearance.

Just when Zhao Nuo started the engine, Xia Shiren suddenly asked loudly as if he had thought of something: "Do you have a driver's license?" ”

Zhao Nuo shook his head honestly.

"Wait a minute, stop me!" Before Xia Shiren's words fell, Zhao Nuo had already started the fire and quickly left the street.

Following the prompts of the on-board GPS, he turned left at the intersection ahead of him and continued on. While sending Xia Xiaoling home, he was also adapting to the handling of Xia Shiren's Ford Mustang.

The GT500 is a little clumsy in cornering due to its muscle car, but on the straights, its advantage is evident.

It was a Golf that was in front of it before returning to the lane, when the car suddenly began to skid slightly, and the rear of the car tilted to the right. Zhao Nuo hurriedly stepped on the brake to stabilize it, and then continued to accelerate forward.

"What's wrong?" Xia Xiaoling looked confused, completely unaware of what was going on.

"It's fine." Zhao Nuo glanced at the steering wheel with palpitations.

-- What just appeared was the occasional "oversteer" phenomenon of the GT500 with front-wheel drive and rear-wheel drive. Due to the excessive power output, the rear wheel slipped, causing the vehicle to inexplicably "deviate" to other directions.

"It seems that you have to pay attention to the game...... It's not good if you fall down the mountain. Zhao Nuo thought to himself.

Following the GPS to the destination, Zhao Nuo saw Xia Xiaoling's home, which was a villa on a hill on the outskirts of the city.

Looking at the tall half-timbered building in front of him and the garden-like front yard, Zhao Nuo said to Xia Xiaoling: "It's here." ”

"Well, thank you......" Xia Xiaoling thought about it and said again: "You must win." ”

"Don't worry, I won't lose to that trash." Zhao Nuo waved his fist confidently.

Seeing Xia Xiaoling walk into the yard, Zhao Nuo drove the GT500 to turn around and leave, driving to the western suburbs of the city.

Located next to the highway in the western suburbs, the "Tenglong Car Wash" can not only wash cars but also undertake maintenance business, but due to the poor location, there are not many customers here.

But today, it welcomed an "uninvited guest".

Zhao Nuo drove the GT500 directly into the yard of the car wash, then stepped out of the car, and said to the two feet exposed under the chassis of a broken Xiali: "Brother Meng, is it you?" ”

"Huh? Lao Tzu is repairing the car, no time! A rough voice came from below Xiali.

Hearing this, Zhao Nuo stood aside, ready to wait for this person to finish repairing the car. But it only took two seconds for the guy to jump out from under the car.

The muscular man in blue pants and a dirty white vest jumped up like a monkey, with an unbelievable expression on his face full of black engine oil, and the gaze cast at Zhao Nuo was like seeing a ghost:

"Vipers? What are you doing here? ”

"I'm going to race tonight, help me modify this car first, Brother Meng."

Zhao Nuo pointed to the blue and white striped muscle car behind him: "First of all, I need a NOS (nitrogen and oxygen booster device), it's best to improve the suspension, my butt is starting to hurt when driving this car." ”

"The famous Viper is playing again? That's big news! I'll let them know first. The bald man called "Brother Meng" put his swarthy hand into his pants pocket, took out his mobile phone and was about to dial.

“…… Wait, it's better not to inform anyone else, it's a personal vendetta. Zhao Nuo hurriedly stopped the strong man's move.

His name "Viper" became famous because of the competition that used the Dodge Viper in college, but Zhao Nuo didn't understand how he could be so famous after only playing that game.

Judging from Brother Meng's words, he seems to have become a well-known figure in the city's underground racing industry. But it's not about the things that don't matter.

"Change this Mustang, right? It takes 30,000 pieces to install NOS and change the suspension. Brother Meng said.

"Can you take credit? I've been a bit poor lately. Zhao Nuo asked.

……

Brother Meng was silent for a few seconds, and then glanced at Zhao Nuo: "Okay, you can take credit if you say it, but you must pay it back within half a month." ”

"Well, I will."

Zhao Nuo smiled and followed the strong man into the warehouse behind the car wash, looking for the parts needed for the modification.