The wild appearance of the "chariot" swaggered through the market, attracting the attention of many pedestrians on the street, fortunately did not meet the traffic police, otherwise their car may be detained.

When driving near the entrance of the Beicheng Circuit, Zhao Nuo grabbed the skull mask on the seat and put it on his face.

"There's no need to be so cautious, is there? Bringing this kind of thing will affect driving. Lin Shuang looked at him with questioning eyes.

"It's okay, I like to keep a low profile."

Because of the mask, Zhao Nuo's voice is also muffled now.

After driving into the racing track, I saw that several cars had been parked in the open space in front of the track, the most conspicuous of which was naturally the Mercedes-Benz SLR-MCLAREN that originally belonged to Lin Shuang, and next to the bright red, a black Ferrari F430 was parked.

DRIVING THE DODGE CHARGER OVER, ZHAO NUO PARKED THE CAR NEXT TO THE MERCEDES. Then he opened the car door and got out of the car, asking a group of people gathered next to the Ferrari: "Who is the long knife?" ”

"It's Lao Tzu, you're the viper?" A guy in a brown leather jacket and jeans walked up among the young people, with long messy hair dyed blonde and a lewd face, which was really full of disobedience.

"Hello Kill Matt, how is the situation at the junction of urban and rural areas today?" Zhao Nuo generously stretched out his right hand to the guy.

"......" The long knife was silent for a moment, and did not shake hands with Zhao Nuo, but just snorted resentfully.

"It's a waste of money to dye your hair like this, I'd better have plastic surgery first." Zhao Nuo continued to taunt.

As soon as he came up, he was ridiculed, and the face of the long knife was blue and white for a while, and he held it for a long time before he said viciously: "It's better than a bad seed who doesn't dare to show his face!" ”

Looking at a few young people next to him, Zhao Nuo began to state the rules of the game:

"Only one lap, the same as yesterday, if I win, return the Mercedes to Lin Shuang, if you win, my Dodge loses to you. Any objections? ”

"Hehe, you want to compete with Lao Tzu's Ferrari with this broken car? Look for death. The long knife clenched into a fist. Several young men beside him also made threatening or mocking sounds, and some whistled at Lin Shuang, who was standing next to Zhao Nuo.

Looking at these pretentious guys, Zhao Nuo sneered - just by virtue of these few people, if a physical conflict really broke out, he was confident that he could put them all down in ten seconds.

"I said, do you accept it or not? Isn't it scary? Zhao Nuo continued to ask.

Although it is the simplest method of agitation, it is obviously very effective for this kind of young and vigorous guy who has brought several friends. THE LONG KNIFE NODDED WITH A GLOOMY FACE, AND THEN SET HIS EYES ON ZHAO NUO'S DODGE CHARGER.

Sensing that the other party was looking at his car, Zhao Nuo didn't say anything, just walked back to his car quickly, opened the window and made a gesture to the long knife, and then parked the car next to the www.biquge.info line of Biqu Pavilion.

WITH THE HIGH-PITCHED ROAR OF THE ENGINE, THE PITCH-BLACK FERRARI F430 ALSO DROVE OVER AND STOPPED TO THE RIGHT OF THE DODGE CHARAGER.

Just listening to the sound of the engine, Zhao Nuo knew that the opponent's sports car must have also changed the engine, and the turbocharging was also improved.

But for him, it doesn't matter if the other party uses a rocket engine, because-

Just as he was thinking, he saw a young man in black clothes and black pants standing next to the www.biquge.info line of Biqu Pavilion, holding a crumpled racing flag in his hand.

"Ready." The young man said in a hoarse voice.

Both cars roared at the same time as the engines roared.

"Three."

"Two."

"One."

“GO！”

At the moment when the young man waved the racing flag, the two racing cars, one black and one red, had already sprinted out like lightning, and suddenly accelerated on the straight road ahead.

THE ROAR OF THE ENGINE AND THE WHINE OF THE CAR RESOUNDED ON THE RACETRACK, BUT THE BLACK FERRARI WAS HALF A BODY AHEAD OF THE DOMINEERING DODGE CHARGER.

Looking at the pitch-black body in front of him, Zhao Nuo didn't say anything, just continued to maintain a steady acceleration mode, and stayed in a position that was slightly behind his opponent, but not too far behind.

"Whoa!"

The screeching brakes sounded, and the two cars slowed down through the first corner, but the long knives still held the lead.

Blue and white flames erupted from the exhaust pipe of the black Ferrari, and the whole car instantly accelerated wildly, immediately throwing Zhao Nuo away a full fifty meters.

Seeing that the other party was using NOS, Zhao Nuo also pressed the red button next to the gear lever.

The object in front of me blurred instantly, and now it feels like riding the fastest roller coaster. The pitch-black long object next to it immediately disappeared, and Zhao Nuo quickly released the switch of NOS.

"That's scary...... isn't it?" he sighed.

――The nitrogen and oxygen booster device that Brother Meng installed on the Dodge CHARGER this time is really exciting enough. I tried it just now, and it was like a "flying feeling", and I just wanted to continue to maintain the second position, but I didn't expect to rush directly to the first place.

But it doesn't matter. You don't need to use "that way", you can just lead to the finish line.

With such a thought, turning the second corner, Zhao Nuo still maintained the leading position. This track is really familiar to him, who has taken Lin Shuang for several laps.

The long straight line was followed by the third and fourth corners, followed by a slight curve of the track, followed by the final corner of the track, the disgusting sharp angle.

Zhao Nuo, who almost died in this bend in the Viper's return battle, will still be nervous when he sees this bend until now.

Seeing that you are about to enter a corner, you immediately slow down sharply. At this moment, the pitch-black Ferrari F430 cut through the air and brought out a ghostly black light, cutting into the inside of the corner!

"Hahaha! Win! ”

The blonde man sitting in the Ferrari F430 let out an excited roar. This is the last corner of the track, and after the corner, you can run a straight line and you can win the race!

"Vipers are nothing more than that, what rubbish!" The long knife stepped on the brake and prepared to turn the corner, just then......

"Bang!"

With the thud of metal, his Ferrari slammed, then lost its balance completely, spun in circles towards the edge of the corner, and slammed into the tyre-stacked guardrail.

"Boom!"

After a loud bang, white smoke billed from under the hood of the Ferrari, no doubt a cylinder burst.

It was only then that the long knife realized what had just happened:

- The bastard, codenamed Viper, deliberately slowed down. Lure yourself into overtaking, then use your Ferrari as a "cushion" and crash directly into your car across the corner!

"!" Seeing that the crimson muscle car had rushed to the finish line, he finally couldn't help but curse.

If it is an ordinary car playing this hand, I am afraid that the body will be directly damaged. BUT THAT DODGE CHARGER HAS OBVIOUSLY UNDERGONE A SPECIAL MODIFICATION, AND AFTER THE IMPACT JUST NOW, IT ONLY LOST TWO PIECES OF PAINT!

"Bastard!" Looking at the smoke coming out of the engine, and then turning his head to look at the back half of the car that had been knocked out of shape, the blonde man slammed the steering wheel with resentment.

However, no matter how unwilling you are, it will be too late.