Although it is not a long time, Shi Tiexin has participated in dozens of racing competitions. But this time is not like any of the previous times, in the past, it was compared to others, and every time the opponent was left far behind. Today, there are no visible opponents, no viewers and live broadcasts, and there is only heavy rain on the empty streets.

Today is a race against yourself, against death, and even against the sky.

Whoosh, quickly turn the corner, and the big screen not far away is playing the situation of selling dad. Blood loss, heavy rain, pale face, and constant trembling of his body. His body temperature must have dropped very quickly, and he must have lost his vitality sooner than expected, stepping on the brink of death.

So, be fast, be faster, be extremely fast!

Boom Boom!

The eight-cylinder engine underneath him felt like it was about to explode, bursting with terrifying power. Heavy rain and standing water add extra resistance, and body armor increases the weight of the locomotive, which is not an ideal race condition by any means.

However, the Black Zun locomotive is frantically outputting power with self-destructing speed, tearing apart all obstacles in front of it with greater and more fierce force.

Shi Tiexin's left hand couldn't help but gently stroke the body, feeling a little sad in his heart.

He had never squeezed the performance of a locomotive in such a devastating way. Such a hurricane is likely to cause permanent damage to the locomotive. Although the time is still short, he has understood what it means to integrate people and vehicles, and he knows how to cherish his speeding partner.

But today, Partner, is not an ordinary game, but a day of fighting side by side.

Gallop with me, comrade!

With me, the wind is galloping!!

[Due to special comprehension, the basic driving technique activates the special attribute "electric switch"]

[Electric Switch: At the cost of durability, in exchange for the explosive power of vehicles beyond the limit]

Boom, rolling thunder split the dim sky, and howling winds whipped up a torrential rain. The pitch-black locomotive exploded with the most unstoppable thrust, and fierce fireworks erupted from the eight exhaust pipes at the same time. Even in the dark rain, the eruption was still bright and dazzling.

The wind blows, the rain does not extinguish, and the eight flames of light are like thrones, carrying the rider all the way to the outskirts of Tokyo.

The roaring engine roared louder, like a dragon's roar, tearing through the wind and thundering.

The wind is still loud and it is not broken!

The thunder goes out and it doesn't go out!

The pouring rain poured on the engine, and it was evaporated into thick white smoke. The roar of the engine pierced through the city of Tokyo at an incredible speed, and everyone who heard it, even if they weren't bikers, even if they didn't understand the dangers of driving, were stunned by the blank brains of the shock.

"That's—That's faster than the Shinkansen!"

"Something is going to happen, something is going to happen!"

"Heizun really rushed over!"

A wave of water lined the long street.

On both sides of the street, someone suddenly pushed open the window and witnessed the imposing charge.

The young man was shocked by the momentum, and then looked at the black warrior who was contemplating on the screen, and suddenly couldn't help but face the wind and rain, and shouted loudly: "Heizun!" ”

The small shout disappeared in an instant in the howling wind.

But he wasn't alone.

One window after another opened, and one after another looked at the rushing figures, at the dragon-like waves.

"Heizun!!"

"Heizun!!"

These are the Chinese, who have been suffering for a long time.

Others pushed open windows.

"Heizun!!"

"Heizun!!"

These are Westerners, who are also trapped by the new attacks.

It's not just Chinese, it's not just Westerners, there's many more who have pushed open the windows.

"Heizun!!"

"Heizun!!"

Some of them are street boys, some are bastards of flying cars, some are former opponents who were impressed by Heizun, some are admirers of Heizun's fame, and there are many more people, people Shi Tiexin doesn't know.

I don't know if it was simply brought to the atmosphere, or if Ah Fei used his relationship to set off a momentum, and there may even be other forces that chose to push him in front and set him up at this time, in short, more and more people pushed open the windows and shouted along the street.

"Heizun!!"

"Heizun!!"

"Heizun!!"

"Heizun!!"

Calling in the middle of the road, like mountains and seas. The wind could no longer blow, and the thunder could no longer be suppressed.

Whoosh, the black locomotive flashed by, rushing forward alone.

After a long time, in the eyes of both sides of the street, someone drove up and followed, it was Ah D. Ah D's Hummer erected a big black flag with a huge word "Zun" written on it, which was the banner of Shi Tiexin. The rider who had been saved by Shi Tiexin waved the flag desperately in the back seat, and the heavy rain could not make the flag fall.

Buzzing, one by one the locomotives followed, speeding forward with the black flag in the heavy rain. In Ah Fei's scheduling, more cars are coming, and hundreds of rivers join in, and this general trend is shocking.

Suddenly, a door on the side of the road was pushed open, and a black man covered in words rushed into the street, shouting at the tail lights that were no longer visible in front of him: "Heizun, just fucking black warrior, mother provokes Faker!! ”

Those shouts, those solidarity, Shi Tiexin heard it, and he didn't hear it.

He was just preoccupied with speeding, galloping, all the way to the outskirts of Tokyo, to an old industrial area.

When the original product was destroyed with molten steel, it was in this industrial area, but it was not in the same factory, so the path was not unfamiliar. From afar, I saw a few people guarding something with guns on the roof and gate of the old factory. Shi Tiexin didn't have time to think about it, the throttle was to the end, and he continued to rush.

In the whole city, a man in a suit ran to the side of the calm black warrior. At the same time, everything in the picture is illuminated elsewhere, as if the audience does not want to see what is happening.

In the old factory, the man said something to the black knight eagerly, but the black knight suddenly raised his hand: "No need to say more. This is a duel between men, and whether you win or lose, you should be open. ”

"But you're not alone now!" The man said eagerly: "You must not lose, no matter where you are!" If you lose, even if it's just a boring race, it will become a shame for Great Japan! ”

"Shame? What a shame! The black samurai raised his head slightly, the tengu mask was intimidating, and his voice was calm and resolute: "This is the decisive battle of the samurai, and anyone who tarnishes this is tarnishing my reputation and will be killed by me." ”

"You ——!"

The man in the suit was stunned and finally flinched. He waved his hand stealthily, squatting on the roof of the factory and aiming at the gunmen outside to drop their guns. The next moment, there was a boom, the old factory gate was slammed down, and a domineering black locomotive burst into the factory.

It's Shi Tiexin.

With a bang, the locomotive's eight exhaust pipes finally spewed out eight flames, and after all, it reached its limit and was dumb and fired. With a creak, Shi Tiexin stopped and rolled over. There was white smoke on the body, and Shi Tiexin patted the locomotive, like a partner who had tried his best.

"Take a break, comrade-in-arms."

Then, Shi Tiexin looked ahead.