Human beings are a species that is easily numb, whether it is to people, things, or feelings.

The same goes for the king pigeon.

A month after coming to the emergency department of the Second Affiliated Hospital of Yaxiang, Wang Ge has experienced enough life and death.

He already had a slight numbness for life.

When he first entered the hospital, he couldn't understand why the doctors had a little indifference on their faces, and why they were even expressionless in the face of their imminent lives.

Now he finally understands, because he is also in such a state. After all, work is just work, and once the freshness of joining the company has passed, it will immediately fall into a long period of numbness.

Driving is driving, driving fast, death can't catch up, you can save people, driving slow and being caught up is a fault. If the people in the car are at the end of their lives, then it is useless to drive fast.

That's all the king pigeon can do, and other people's lives don't seem to have anything to do with themselves.

To others, this seems to be a no-brainer. But this is not the case for the king pigeon. He must greet every patient with the fullest enthusiasm, every time he goes out of the car. Because if the bet fails in three years' time, he will lose everything he has now.

Failure even means that he is unable to look down on life as a human being, which is undoubtedly the most terrible thing.

Taumi's Porsche had been on the road for twenty minutes, and the king pigeon just stared out the window, thinking that it was good that everything he was doing was meaningful.

Uncle Jiang is still alive and well, and it won't take too long to be discharged from the hospital, and Lin Qing can even recover. Although Lu Xiaole is seriously ill and suffers every day, at least he is still alive and there is hope.

"Eat quickly, King pigeon, you won't have time to eat later. If it's cold, it won't taste good. Taumi looked at the king pigeon in a daze through the rearview mirror and reminded him to hurry up and eat.

Holding the carton in his left hand and a plastic fork in his right hand, the king pigeon looked at the contents of the carton.

"That's what you said, invite me to a big meal!" the king pigeon shook the pieces of meat in the cardboard box. The pieces of meat appear to have been cooked in one piece, cut into smaller pieces that are easier to carry and eat.

The thick fleshy fibers indicate that this is beef, and it is seven ripe, with some blood streaks in the middle, and it is not fully cooked.

"This box of beef in your hand was flown in from Australia this morning, only refrigerated, never frozen, just cut from the cow last night, 750 grams, more than 500 yuan!" Tao Mi explained.

"It might not be a big meal for me, just a fast food. There's no way, you're in a hurry to go home and sleep, and it's too much time to eat, so I'll go directly to their store on the road and buy it, and I'll treat you to a good meal next time!"

The king pigeon swallowed at Tao Mi's words, and the steak meat in this box was one-sixth of his monthly salary. He quickly tasted it, and sure enough, the meat was tender and springy, he had never enjoyed it like this.

"It's perfect with some red wine at this time! It's a pity that we can't drink when we have to do it later. Even if you could, you wouldn't let me drink it, I'm still a little self-aware. Tao Mi laughed.

"Where are you going?" Wang Ge felt that the route chosen by Tao Mi was getting farther and farther away from the city center, as if it meant going to the suburbs.

"It's almost there, you'll know when you arrive!" Tao Mi said mysteriously.

The king pigeon didn't ask any more questions, but just hurried to eat. From childhood to adulthood, he developed the habit of eating very quickly, although this is harmful to the stomach, and the king pigeon has already had gastrointestinal diseases, but it is not a fatal disease, but it is not a fatal disease, but it is not a gas pain, compared to these, the king pigeon still feels that time is more important.

Ten minutes later, while the king pigeon had swallowed the last piece of steak, Taumi drove to a stop in an underground parking lot. The king pigeon was only concerned with eating, and did not see the sign outside.

He got out of the car with Tao Mi and was shocked by the scene in the parking lot.

Half of the cars in the car park are luxury cars, such as Aston Martin, BMW, Mercedes, Bugatti, Bentley, Ferrari, etc., and only a large part of the brands are recognizable, but these vehicles have not been modified in any way.

The other half is a very ordinary brand, such as Ford, Nissan, and even domestic production, but the models are all sports car styles, streamlined.

However, vehicles of the common brand are not ordinary, the rims, exhaust pipes, intake tracts, rear wings, chassis and brakes, all seem to have been modified. More than the appearance, Wang Pigeon would like to believe that if he opened the hood of these ordinary brand vehicles, he would definitely see that the inside has already been changed beyond recognition. These cars are all small monsters dressed in ordinary brands and ordinary appearances, and there must be no formal procedures, and even the license plate is not necessarily real. Chinese law will not allow such vehicles on the road unless the owner has enough energy.

"You know, these cars are what people who really know cars play with. I drive a Porsche, but in their eyes, it's just a bun. Tao Mi pointed to an orange Volkswagen CC and laughed at himself disapprovingly.

The king pigeon shrugged and was noncommittal. It wasn't until the two of them entered the elevator in the underground parking lot that he asked.

"You kid, you can't be the base that brought me to the illegal modification factory, right?"

Taumi replied. "What's there to do in that place? Today we are a place where you can race cars legally. ”

As soon as the words fell, the elevator clanged softly, and the first floor arrived.

Directly into the pigeon's field of vision is the vast field, the support columns in the hall are surrounded by the staff with waste tires, the same tires enclose a large circle of runway, it looks very complicated.

The voices of a dozen engines echoed through the hall, and if you want to hear someone speak, you need to yell at them, and you have to put your ear next to someone's mouth.

The go-karts were close to the ground, around the corners, and whizzed not far in front of the kings, who could even feel the air flow when they were moving.

"This club is not one of those clubs that are open to the outside to make money, and it is also membership-based, but the cars here are not driven for money. Since you can't drag racing on the road, you can only have a good time here. Taumi said.

"You rich people really know how to play. The king pigeon laughed.

Wang Ge studied auto repair when he was in college, and he had more or less been exposed to go-karts, but he didn't know much about it, and he never drove it.

All he knew was that the transliteration of go-kart originally meant miniature sports car, and that it was very simple in construction. Most go-karts consist of a two-stroke or four-stroke engine, a tubular steel frame, four independent tires, a steering wheel, and pedals for the accelerator and brakes.

With a simple structure and a small-displacement engine, the recreational go-kart also has a top speed of only 80 km/h. In fact, because the chassis of the go-kart is only four centimeters above the ground, the actual go-kart drivers feel two to three times the relative speed when driving.

In other words, when driving to 80 km/h, the speed felt is like 300 km/h. Lateral acceleration of three to four times the force of gravity is also generated when cornering. It's a feeling you can't experience when you're driving.

What's more, the track of indoor go-karts is generally relatively smooth, and once the go-kart hits the tires next to the track, the engine will stop immediately, which basically will not cause an accident of rollover or violent collision, which can completely ensure the safety of the driver.

There are many fashionable young people who love racing and choose to go to the go-kart club with three or five friends in their spare time, and pursue the thrill of drag racing - at least in the city, the speed can be less than 250 kilometers per hour.

Taumi was right, you can race legally here.

But what they don't know is that go-karts are the cradle of the world's Formula 1 car, and formula cars are just high-end go-karts. According to strict standards, go-karts are divided into popular and racing categories. Ordinary go-karts do only have a top speed of 80 kilometers per hour, while racing karting can reach a speed of 130 kilometers per hour, which is more than 400 kilometers per hour for the driver's experience.

According to the different types and levels of go-karts, the driver also needs to have professional qualities, and even take the exam to obtain a certificate. If you don't have a certificate to drive a high-grade go-kart, it's still illegal.

The domestic control of this thing is not so strict. And these rich boys also have a way to solve this kind of trouble, which means that in fact, there are still a lot of illegal phenomena in this venue.

"I've only driven five here, and both times I didn't make a good drift because of the speed of the corner, and I got stuck on the tires. They laughed at me for a long time. As soon as Tao Mi's words fell, a shout came from behind the two people.

"Isn't this the eldest prince of Tao, the little prince who hit the wall is here again!"

The two men turned around, and a young man stood behind them, masculine in appearance, but with clear eyebrows, short haircuts, and a racing suit with a helmet tucked under his armpit.

"Don't laugh at me. Tao Mi waved his hand embarrassedly, his face revealing embarrassment. The person in front of him is also a rich son and brother in the family, and he has raced with him several times, and he was able to finish the race to get the ranking, but he hit the wall halfway and retreated, and his face was naturally gloomy.

"How many times have you said it, go-karts have to run close to the ground, racing has to grip the ground, how can you drift with a go-kart!" the man laughed, but he didn't mean to make fun of Tao Mi, but when he turned his face, he saw the king pigeon.

"Who is this?"

"Oh, this is my friend, and he's a good driver. Take him along to have fun and guide me by the way. Tao Mi said casually, it seems that he doesn't want the king pigeon to have anything to do with this rich second generation.

After all, he has dealt with the rich second generation a lot of times, and he knows what the personality characteristics of this group of people are, and Wang Ge is not a person who likes to show his face.

"Hello. Wang Ge whispered, this greeting was muffled by the sound of the engine behind him, and the rich second generation could only see his mouth shape.

Wang Ge stretched out his hand and shook hands with the rich second generation, but the rich second generation did not let go.

"Somehow, my competitive spirit suddenly came. Tao Mi this level, I think you know. Since you're here, let's have fun, give me a game first!" said the rich second generation holding the hand of the king pigeon.

Wang Ge was stunned for a moment, and turned his head to look at Tao Mi, hoping that Tao Mi would push this matter to him.

But Tao Mi next to him was actually laughing, looking like he had succeeded in his treacherous scheme!

Wang Ge's heart sank, he really fell in love with this kid. [.]