"By the way, why did you go back to China? Racing Queen? Looking at the long-haired royal sister in front of him, Zhao Nuo teased.

Although he hasn't paid much attention to this news recently, he has also heard that Lin Shuang is thriving in Los Angeles, and after experiencing a few events, he has already become an idol-level storage zài.

No matter in any country, a beautiful woman with super driving skills will become a star in the limelight.

It's a pity that people like Lin Shuang obviously won't follow the rules like ordinary racers:

"Someone from another team reported me for illegal modifications, and a bunch of bastards took my car apart and checked it, and I was disqualified." Lin Shuang lowered his head and scolded angrily: "Modifications are not allowed in the competition, do they have a hole in their brains?" ”

"Of course, too violent modifications can't be done, after all, even F1 has begun to limit speed." Zhao Nuo said with a smile.

-- The only dangerous race that existed in the last century was the unrestricted modification of racing cars, and with a series of accidents, the restrictions on racing cars are now becoming more and more stringent. And the reason why Lin Shuang was eliminated was probably because of the violation of safety rules.

"Whatever." Lin Shuang sighed and lowered her head to look at the silver racing car: "So, this is your new toy?" ”

"I'm already 'good', this thing is for amusement parks." Zhao Nuo explained.

"I really miss the time when the two of us were racing cars...... "The long-haired royal sister seemed to fall into memory, and her originally somewhat godless eyes seemed to suddenly burst into dazzling brilliance: "Do you want to play with me again?" ”

"Forget it, it's not that age after all." Zhao Nuo immediately shook his head.

Even though he was once young and frivolous, but now he is no longer the teenager who will be enthusiastic because of other people's words, such a change is usually called "growth".

Hear his answer. Lin Shuang sighed: "Okay, then I'll go first." ”

"Wait." Zhao Nuo thought for a moment and said slowly: "If you want to compete with me, it's not impossible to ......."

Hearing this, Lin Shuang, who had just turned around, stopped suddenly, and then immediately turned back.

――――――――

Ten minutes later. In the garage of the Tamron car wash, the sound of the tyrannical engine is constantly echoing.

The pinnacle of the city's underground racing is about to start their second showdown after a battle four years ago.

"Are you ready for failure? Today is the time for me to get back to the top. Lin Shuang said in a low voice.

"I'm sorry, but I'm the one who won this time." Zhao Nuo sneered.

“……”

Looking at the two sitting on the sofa holding their laptops and "ready to go", Brother Meng complained helplessly: "I said, when you are playing games, can you not say such serious lines?" ”

As they spoke, they were on their laptop screens. At the same time, blue numbers appeared:

3。

2。

1。

GO！

As the countdown ended, two sports cars, one black and one white, instantly crossed the www.biquge.info line of Biqu Pavilion and launched a frenetic decisive battle.

Zhao Nuo operated a white Porsche Carrera GT, and Lin Shuang's car was a Mercedes-Benz SLR-MCLAREN that she had crashed into at the North City Circuit, but this time the paint was black.

The two are as skilled as professional race car drivers, and their prowess in racing games is also extraordinary, taking less than three seconds. The two cars traveled at speeds of more than 100 kilometers per hour, and the streets were full of colorful scenery. It also began to dissolve into a blurry afterimage.

However, at this time, the disparity in the game's strength began to manifest itself.

Even though the reaction speed is extremely fast and the grasp of the vehicle's trajectory is also exquisite, Lin Shuang doesn't have much time to play the game after all, compared to the game. She prefers racing in the real world.

As for Zhao Nuo...... This crazy guy has reached the point of begging for defeat in a racing game!

"Buzz!"

Behind the dark Mercedes-Benz SLR body, a long scarlet light and shadow were dragged, and the supercar operated by Lin Shuang accelerated suddenly, directly reaching 230KM/H. Immediately left Zhao Nuo's Porsche behind.

Seeing that she was in the lead, the royal sister shook her long crimson hair and smiled proudly. But after only two seconds, her smile was gone.

"Thank you for the traction airflow." Zhao Nuo said.

While speaking, his white Porsche was already "biting" behind Lin Shuang's Mercedes-Benz like an appendage, no matter how Lin Shuang dodged left and right in front, he still followed less than five meters away and drove smoothly.

At this time, on the right side of his game screen, a small green prompt has appeared:

Traction airflow X1.

Traction airflow X2.

Traction airflow X3.

……

In this racing game, if you follow behind your opponent's car for a while, you will get the effect of "Traction Airflow". Within a few seconds of getting out of the traction airflow, it will automatically gain the "Super Acceleration" effect, which will instantly burst to the top speed!

Therefore, in the official competition, in addition to the traditional professional players who rush to the finish line at the fastest speed, there are also guys like Zhao Nuo who use the opponent's traction airflow obscenely and overtake at the end.

The "Racing Queen" is not a vegetarian either, and when she realizes that the situation is not good, she immediately activates the nitrox-booster accelerator, and the screen shakes and then begins to vibrate slightly.

The pitch-black Mercedes-Benz SLR swept up and directly shook off Zhao Nuo. That's when ......

Accompanied by the signature shrill engine roar of the Porsche Carrera GT, Lin Shuang saw a pale light and shadow, like a ghost, rushing past his body, leaving behind himself who was using NOS.

"Damn, how could this guy's super acceleration last so long?" Lin Shuang muttered, and then immediately thought of the reason.

Zhao Nuo just now enjoyed his traction airflow for twelve seconds, such a long time was enough for him to use four seconds of "super acceleration"!

Thinking of the guy's obscene operation just now, Lin Shuang almost sprayed a mouthful of old blood on the screen, and immediately pasted his car on it, intending to learn Zhao Nuo's method to get traction airflow, but ......

Less than two seconds after gaining traction airflow, an almost acute curve has already appeared ahead.

Lin Shuang was about to subconsciously slow down, but was surprised to find that Zhao Nuo's white Porsche did not slow down, and maintained the highest speed and rushed towards the corner!

"Is this guy crazy?" Lin Shuang said secretly in his heart.

In this racing game, there is also a determination of vehicle damage, and hitting the wall of a curve at this speed, Zhao Nuo's car will undoubtedly turn into twisted scrap metal.

- What the hell was that guy thinking?

Although he didn't know what Zhao Nuo thought, Lin Shuang immediately flashed his car to the right, and at the same time began to slow down and prepare to corner. That's when ......

As if predicting her actions, the white Porsche quickly turned to the right and galloped in front of her car for two seconds, then flashed to the left and slowed down suddenly, and suddenly fell behind Lin Shuang's car.

"Haha, are you admitting defeat like this?"

Looking at the white Porsche, whose speed dropped sharply because it was about to crash into a corner, Lin Shuang raised the corners of his mouth and smiled. Then his eyes suddenly widened in surprise.

Because, on the right side of her screen, there are already four words that in this case can be called a declaration of death:

Super accelerated!

-- Under the traction air flow deliberately provided by Zhao Nuo just now, the car, which had been reduced to a safe speed, suddenly increased to the maximum speed!

Although the effect of this super acceleration is only one second, but when she is about to enter the corner, this second of time has already determined her ending!

"Bang!"

THERE WAS A LOUD BANG, SMOKE FILLED THE AIR, AND THE PITCH-BLACK MERCEDES-BENZ SLR-MLAREN SLAMMED INTO THE GRAFFITI-PAINTED WALLS LIKE CANNONBALLS.

Immediately afterwards, two lines of large characters appeared in the center of Lin Shuang's laptop screen:

The vehicle was crashed.

YOU-LOSE！

Staring at his smoking car for two seconds, Lin Shuang slowly turned sideways, stared at Zhao Nuo's face with a wicked smile, and whispered, "You bastard." ”

"I'm sorry, I won." Seeing that his "obscene play" was successful, Zhao Nuo finally couldn't help laughing. (To be continued......)