Han Yue tossed and turned and couldn't sleep.

He thought something strange.

The consumption value of Waaaagh energy lasted for a second, consuming three points. Then there was no movement, indicating that the Ferrari was operating within the normal range and was not in top speed.

Han Yue frowned, this Guan Xiaoyu can't do it, he can only hold the *** bell and can't hold on?

It's so weak.

He thought about it for a moment, could it be that she had encountered something after she accelerated? What's collapsing again? Still smashing her?

Looking at her unlucky look, it's very likely.

Han Yue rolled over and got up to see what was going on.

It's not that I care much about Guan Xiaoyu, a weak chicken, but I just think that where there is her, there will definitely be excitement, and maybe there will be a battle.

Han Yue likes to fight and like to be lively.

Green-skinned orcs don't like to sleep and don't like a peaceful life.

He hadn't done anything in days.

In Han Yue's thinking, things like priing up a viaduct, racing with a Ferrari, and beating a person who is out of control are all things that come to the door, not that he is doing things.

For this kind of thing, whether it is active or passive will make a big difference in experience.

Han Yue rolled over and got out of bed and walked out of the dormitory.

Soon it was back again.

Forgot to bring a bike.

Han Yue picked up Mao Xiaoshuang, who was sleeping on the bicycle, and threw him on the bed. Mao Xiaoshuang turned over, still sleeping soundly, muttering in his sleep, "Are you cool?" Are you Brother Mao and I awesome? ”

Han Yue carried a bicycle, jumped from the dormitory building, and walked into the night.

He seemed to be able to see a faint green light in the distance, and there was a mysterious connection between him and his own machine.

"Guan Xiaoyu, this unlucky ghost, what are you doing running out at night?"

……

Guan Xiaomao drove cautiously all the way to the western suburbs of Jianghai City.

Xin Chen, who was closing his eyes on the Lamborghini Veneno, suddenly opened his eyes, "Guan Xiaomao is here." ”

The co-pilot's beauty asked, "Where?" Where? I didn't see it, Brother Chen, how did you see it? ”

Xin Chen put his index finger to his lips, "Shhh......h Such a good car, it's a pity that it's in Guan Xiaomao's hands. ”

He closed his eyes again and listened carefully, "No! There was something wrong with his car, the sound was not right, and the combustion in the cylinder was so violent, like a detonation burning. ”

A smile tugged at the corner of his mouth, and he came to the final conclusion, "His oil was not added correctly." ”

The co-pilot's beauty showed a stunned affection, can you still hear that there is a problem with the oil when you listen to the sound?

Xin Chen said with certainty, "This is made of the oil produced by Venezuela, not from the Gulf oil field, this oil is heavy!" ”

The Internet celebrity face beauty named Amy, who pretended to adore with her dress, looked at Xin Chen with blingbling eyes.

Xin Chen got out of the car satisfied.

"Yo! Isn't this Brother Xiaomao? We thought you wouldn't dare to come? ”

Guan Xiaomao and Zhang Zixuan got out of the car, and a group of people surrounded them.

"Brother Xiaomao, why don't you ride a bicycle today?"

"Brother Xiaomao, don't you like pedaling? Do you say you can exercise? ”

"Driving a sports car consumes a lot of fuel, and it also damages the environment, so there is no way to travel green." This person was still wilting when he spoke, looked at Zhang Zixuan, and said the word green very heavily.

Guan Xiaoyu's face was full of embarrassment, this was all caused by his father's dregs of raising a poor man and a rich daughter. Although what he said was true, he couldn't take out a penny on him, and when he had more times, others didn't want to play with him.

Slowly, in the small circle, Guan Xiaomao's reputation also stinks, and a group of rich second generations like to joke about him.

After learning about his son's treatment in the circle of the rich second generation, Guan's father felt relieved and thought that his education method was very appropriate. "Those rich second generations don't want to play with him anymore? How else could there be such a good thing? ”

Usually, Guan Xiaomao avoids this group of people and doesn't want to meet them. But today is different, he borrowed a car from his sister.

Guan Xiaomao straightened his waist, and finally was about to be ashamed! He's going to beat these guys in the drag racing field they're best at!

He had been preparing for this day for a long time. It was very hard training.

In a variety of racing games......

He said, "I'm not here today to prove how good I am, just to show you," he said, "and I'm here to show you......" He glanced around, "What I said is true!" ”

There was another round of laughter.

Zhang Zixuan lowered her head in embarrassment.

One person took out his mobile phone, and a video was playing on it, it was Han Yue riding Song Bi'an and Mao Xiaoshuang, surpassing the influence of Ferrari.

He looked at Guan Xiaomao's Ferrari, "This popular video is you, right?" Driving a Ferrari and being overtaken by someone else's bike? ”

"No wonder you like bicycles, it turns out that bicycles are really powerful, faster than supercars."

Guan Xiaomao took a look, this is his own car, but he didn't drive it himself, it must have been made by his sister.

No wonder she looks a little abnormal today, it turns out that she was noisy by a bicycle.

Since it's my sister's shame, rounding up is equivalent to doing it myself.

He didn't speak, so he acquiesced. muttered in his heart, "Guan Xiaoyu, I helped you carry this shameful matter, you will have to share some of my pocket money in the future." ”

Xin Chen walked around the car and said with a smile: "It's a pity that such a good car falls into your hands." He patted the rear of the Ferrari as if he were stroking a woman's ......

"Such a beautiful waistline ......"

"Oops, I'm slot!" Xin Chen felt that he had touched the wrong place, and his hand was pricked.

How could the hood of this Ferrari still stab?

With a twist of your fingers, there is still rust?

He looked at Guan Xiaomao with a look of disbelief, "How can your Ferrari rust?!" ”

Guan Xiaomao smiled wryly, "I modified it." ”

Xin Chen, who loves cars, suddenly became calm, "How did you change it to make her rust?" He quickly turned on his phone's own flashlight to illuminate the rear of the Ferrari.

Then it was seen that Ferrari's iconic transparent hood had been removed and replaced with a heavy, rusty iron plate.

He looked confused, what kind of modification idea is this Nima? One is not good-looking, and the other is not to make the car faster. It also adds a lot of unnecessary weight and ruins the overall counterweight design of the vehicle.

Guan Xiaomao said: "This is for safety. This makes my car more crash-resistant. ”

"Crash resistant? What is this line of thinking? ”

Guan Xiaomao said proudly: "This is wasteland wind. ”

……………………………………

Pigeon again.

I won't say anything, and I won't be able to do it after I do.

All I could do was short and watery.

I was wrong......