98 Super-high-speed killers
At midnight, at the still brightly lit North City Circuit, three cars were parked side by side in the open space next to the track.
Lin Shuang brushed aside a strand of long hair on his forehead that blocked his vision, got out of the car and ran to the blue-painted Mitsubishi Eclipse next to him.
"How? Are you sure? She leaned over to the young man sitting in the car and whispered in her ear.
"Uh......"
The young man glanced at Lin Shuang's chest, then turned his gaze to the side with some embarrassment, and said, "His car is too strong, I'm not sure, it's better for you to come, queen." β
"Leave it to me." Lin Shuang reached out and clenched the silver-white cross hanging on his chest.
This worthless trinket was bought online after watching "Fast and Furious". As long as she carried it, she felt that she could be invincible.
"Well, then it's up to you to 'win glory for the country'." The young man turned around and left, yawning as he went.
Then, in the huge racing circuit, only their own Mercedes-Benz SLR McLaren and the opponent's Porsche Carrera GT remained.
The sinister silver-white sports car was quietly parked next to it, and a faint smoke drifted out of the open window.
Lin Shuang walked over and saw a tall Caucasian sitting in the driver's seat, smoking a cigarette with an impatient expression.
βHiγβ She greeted each other in English.
βBITCHγβ That white man came up with a swear word.
ββ¦β¦β
Resisting the urge to scold, Lin Shuang continued in English: "My friend has some physical problems, and I will compete with you. β
"Whatever." The driver, whose name was Daniel, casually threw the cigarette butt out of the window and almost hit Lin Shuang.
"Alright then, drive three laps." Lin Shuang said as she sat back in her car and gave her middle finger at Daniel's car.
-- This Yankee is really arrogant enough, and I need to educate him on the track this time.
In the past few days, due to her bad mood, she also listened to the advice of the viper, and drove back and forth on this track many times, almost to the point where she could complete the course with her eyes closed.
And this American has just arrived in the city, and he can be said to have won completely at least in terms of familiarity with the track, at least in terms of familiarity with the track.
Driving the car onto the www.biquge.info line of Biqu Pavilion, Lin Shuang opened the window and said to the man in the Porsche parked next to him: "Then, start the race when the red light in front goes out." β
The track lights at this circuit are not very good, and they are very regular, going off every minute. It can be used as a signal for the start of a game.
Closing the window, Lin Shuang stared intently at the red indicator light not far ahead, holding the steering wheel with both hands, and gently putting his foot on the accelerator.
Then, the red light suddenly went out.
βGOοΌβ
Subconsciously shouted out the lines symbolizing the beginning of the game, and Lin Shuang quickly accelerated and rushed forward.
A frenzied sense of speed came over her, but it was the familiar feeling that made her feel more at ease.
Lin Shuang glanced at it with her peripheral vision, and saw that the silver Porsche was still following her like a ghost, maintaining a position close to her, not knowing what the guy wanted to do.
"Eat my exhaust gas! A sucker! β
Lin Shuang stepped on the accelerator to the end, but found that the guy named Daniel was still following him. It lingers like an appendage.
What is he going to do? There's a curve ahead, and you can't go through it at all.
Before he had time to think, Lin Shuang suddenly found that the dangerous silver light began to approach him.
"Bang!"
For a speeding car, a slight impact is enough to make the difference between victory and defeat.
With a muffled sound at the right door, the bright red Mercedes immediately lost its balance, spun around the track a few times, and then rushed straight out of the outside of the track without guardrails and into the open space that the racers were ready to use.
That bastard, even blatantly cheating!
Frustratedly patted the steering wheel, Lin Shuang turned around to see if the other party's car was still running.
But what she saw was a silver-white phantom that was rapidly expanding.
Before he could make any sighs, the other party's car had already crashed over.
With a loud bang, the airbags that popped out from the front and side had already pressed Lin Shuang firmly on the seat and couldn't move, but she could feel that her car had "flew".
The red supercar snapped and spun seven hundred and twenty degrees in the air, before slamming into the ground again.
It was only at this time that Lin Shuang finally found out in horror that this opponent was not here to race at all, he just wanted to kill people.
"Wait a minute......"
"Bang!"
There was another loud bang, and the door on the side of his body was knocked in, squeezing the airbag a little off.
"Bang!"
The opponent seemed to be crazy, and kept hitting his car from all angles, again and again.
"Click!"
When the Mercedes-Benz sports car was hit for the fifth time, a sharp piece of metal on the inside of the door flew out, cutting through the front airbag and brushing Lin Shuang's face.
"Ahh
With a pain in his cheeks, the "Queen of Drag Racing", who was once known as the legendary "Queen of Drag Racing", felt the warm blood gurgling down the side of her face, and finally couldn't help screaming.
However, that crazy opponent has no intention of showing mercy to his subordinates.
After the sixth impact, the left door on his side was completely deformed, and his left arm was pinched off at the same time.
"Ahh
The crazy pain that swept from his arm and flowed all over his body made Lin Shuang scream loudly. The mind is almost completely burned out, leaving only the boundless and strange thoughts.
"I lost?"
"How is this possible......"
"I ...... It won't ...... Die on the racetrack. β
"That's probably ...... It's the fate of the drivers. β
Even though she was seriously injured, she still tried to flee by car, but her car was so damaged that it couldn't start at all.
The rear of the car was hit hard, and her sports car spun another 180 degrees, facing the Porsche Carrera GT in reverse.
Seeing that the other party's sports car was also scarred, and the hood was deformed, Lin Shuang, who had no hope of escaping, actually smiled:
"It's a psychopath, you."
I thought my opponent had strengthened the body, but now it seems that the guy's car is as fragile as his own, and he must have been injured himself. But......
- It's over.
-- If his car can still start, he will definitely die first.
Listening to the sharp engine sound of Porsche, Lin Shuang, who was stuck in the seat, closed his eyes and waited for the moment when it ended.
Then, she heard the roar of the engine. The other party must have started to speed up.
"Boom!"
From close proximity, a deafening sound of metal crashing sounded, but the expected concussion and sharp pain did not hit.
Lin Shuang, who was already in despair, opened her eyes in surprise.
Then, even under the torture of severe pain, she did not shed tears, and her eyes were wet in an instant:
"Thank you...... Thank...... You. β
What catches your eye is the Porsche body rolling to one side and throwing shards of silver and white metal at the same time, and the scarlet car that crashes the car into the air.
- It's the Viper, he's come to save himself.