After the truck drove by, Gong Yu's face turned pale miserably, he retracted his gaze, and the fingers holding the nose of the machine trembled unconsciously, almost unable to even hold the nose of the machine.

The scene in front of him was blurred for a moment, and the cheers in his ears were unreal.

The energy just now consumed too much energy from Gong Yu, making her tired and want to sleep.

She couldn't help but smile bitterly: Is it really too reluctant?

This is the first time that Gong Yu has tried to control such a huge object in the air, and it is still in the process of driving.

If it was in the morning, she wouldn't even think she would be able to control the truck.

But after cultivating according to the booklet given by Mu Nian, her ability level has increased by leaps and bounds.

But this is already her limit.

"Brother Yu, what's wrong with you?"

Zuo Yunfeng keenly sensed that something was wrong with Gong Yu.

Why is Gong Yu's body temperature so low?

"It's fine."

Gong Yu gritted his teeth and replied coldly, wanting to hide his weakness by his tone.

When the words fell, Gong Yu decisively bit the tip of her tongue, and a heart-piercing pain accompanied by a strong smell of blood filled her mouth, which also forcibly condensed her loose mind.

The game isn't over yet, and she needs to hold on a little longer.

Gong Yu's eyes stared sharply ahead, his wrist pressed down, and he twisted the accelerator hard.

"Boom!"

Before everyone came to their senses, a loud roar suddenly sounded in their ears, and then they saw Gong Yu riding a motorcycle suddenly speeding forward at an accelerated speed, and soon disappeared from everyone's field of vision.

Everyone: Gong Yu can still compete?

Zhang Hao watched the motorcycle leave his side, and his frightened eyes flashed with deep unwillingness.

He endured the pain, quickly got up from the ground, and limped to chase Gong Yu.

But how could he be as fast as a motorcycle?

Is he really going to lose to Gong Yu like this?

Strong self-esteem makes him reluctant to admit this fact.

At this time, a motorcycle happened to stop next to Zhang Hao, and asked with concern: "Zhang Hao, are you okay?" ”

Sitting in the car was Zhang Hao's good buddy.

He couldn't help but pull the girl off the motorcycle, sat on it himself, and ordered anxiously: "Hurry up, catch up, catch up......"

He was in a trance, and his mouth kept muttering: "I can't lose, I can't lose, I can't lose......"

Under Zhang Hao's urging, his companion stepped on the gear, increased the throttle and galloped out, chasing in the direction that Gong Yu left.

When the others saw Zhang Hao chasing after him, they also drove their motorcycles and roared past.

Zhao Rui sat on the ground embarrassed, with undried tears on her face, staring at the motorcycle that was far away, and the jealousy of Gong Yu in her heart was even stronger.

It's all because of Gong Yu that she has fallen to such a point.

The distance of 500 meters is not close, but it is not far, but in a moment, everyone has reached the end.

The location of the end point is exactly around a corner.

When Zhang Hao and the others arrived, Gong Yu had already turned the nose of the machine and waited quietly in place.

Gong Yu took off his helmet and was still riding on the bike, his back was straight, his expression was cold, and his long hair was scattered like ink, which was so cool that everyone was angry.

Zuo Yunfeng got down from the back seat, holding a helmet in his hand, looked at Zhang Hao who came over with a smug face, and shouted arrogantly: "Zhang Hao's grandson, hurry up and call the eldest brother." ”