"Don't you love harmony?" Isabella couldn't help but sneer when she saw why she had to crash into two cars down the hill in a row.

Why bother adding a gear up and starting to pick up slowly.

"Yes, didn't you just see that? Those two BMW sports cars hit the front of my car with their butts, such a big humiliation, I swallowed it without saying a word, what am I for? It's not for the sake of harmony, I just hope that everyone can understand my good intentions, don't be so impulsive when encountering things, and take a step back and everyone will have a wide sky. Why bother as he said as he stared at the police car in the rearview mirror.

Isabella heard He Bi's words, as uncomfortable as swallowing a cockroach, she has seen a lot of shameless people, but like the person in front of her who said the most shameless and crooked reasoning in the most upright tone, Isabella has never heard of it.

Why keep driving at a constant speed, no matter how bizarre the corners, the yellow cab he drove rarely slowed down, and soon caught up with the first and second drivers of the underground car.

Although Brian slows down every time he turns, he accelerates as hard as he can on a straight, so he can keep biting behind He Bi and not lose it.

At this time, the audience of the entire underground car race focused on He Bi's yellow taxi, judging from He Bi's previous supernatural performance, as long as he was behind him at high speed, it was inevitable to surpass Johnny, who was in first place.

"Curves, curves, curves, oh, he doesn't slow down, he doesn't slow down, oh God, I can't save it, I can't save it, I'm definitely going to rush off the cliff." The audience at the terminal, looking at the real-time broadcast TV screen, was so excited that they almost burst their blood vessels.

Why bother: "Racing: Drifting." ”

The yellow cab crossed a beautiful arc, almost pressing against the edge of the cliff.

“......”

The audience at the terminal station was stunned, how does this devil's splitting posture work?

Why bother regardless of what others think, move on and prepare to overtake a black modified car in second place.

The driver of the black tuning car was shocked when he saw the yellow taxi he was driving in the rearview mirror, and he had been listening to the latest battle broadcast and knew that the yellow taxi had just rudely knocked two cars off a cliff.

"Can't let him get close!" The black tuner driver said in his heart.

The black tuner stepped on the gas pedal deeply, tried to open up the distance from the yellow cab, and steadied the middle line of the lane and drove straight, leaving only a little gap for the opponent to overtake.

"It's a trap!" The crowd at the terminal was almost all veterans, and one look at the black modified driver's posture knew that he wanted to force the yellow cab to overtake from the left, and once paralleled, the black modified car could knock the yellow cab off a cliff with a slight knock.

"Yellow taxis are now risking overtaking? Or wait for the corners to overtake? People at the terminal speculated.

Why bother to refuel quickly and speed up.

"Ahh With such a narrow surface, we can't go beyond it. Isabella said as soon as she saw why she was speeding up.

"Why don't you try to know that?" Why bother to smile coldly, although he is not a racing veteran, he is a conspiracy theory guy, and he can see through the vicious intentions of the black modified car in front of him at a glance.

"First strikes."

"Racing: Crash."

"Boom!" Why bother squeezing into the lane from the right side of the mountain wall, and then slamming to the left, the racer on the black modified car turned pale, and hurriedly slammed the steering wheel in the direction of He Bi, but unfortunately it was too late, why bother's racing skills: the collision had started, and the black modified driver watched why bother constantly encroaching on the road and squeezing himself off the cliff step by step.

"Ahh

Brian watched as he squeezed the black tuner off the cliff little by little, and his right eyelid jumped wildly.

"This bastard is so despicable, I must stop him, or more people will die." Brian didn't know what he thought, and suddenly his face turned straight, and he scolded angrily in his heart.

"You've already squeezed into the driveway, why do you want to squeeze the other person off the cliff, you're murdering?" Isabella asked as she turned her head to look at the explosion below the cliff and blushed.

"I'm here to prevent him from sinning." Why bother to say it with confidence.

Isabella: "What the hell? ”

Why bother: "I squeezed into the driveway from the side of the hill and he was able to learn it very quickly and squeeze into the driveway in the same way." ”

Isabella: "So what? ”

"How? Once he squeezes into the driveway, parallel to my car, he will squeeze me off the cliff in the same way, and you say, am I preventing crime? He Bi said with a serious face: "I dare to guarantee that he will never dare to occupy the road in the future, and it is even more unlikely to harm people's hearts." ”

"......" Isabella squinted coldly at the Impudent Bastard beside her, she admitted that why Bother is very good at speculating, if Bother overtaking successfully, the black tuner driver will really squeeze into the lane in the same way as He Bother said, and squeeze He Bother out of the car.

But admitting and admitting it, what Isabella can't stand is why she is obviously killing people, but she always has an innocent face, and she really wants to be angry to death.

Before the yellow cab he was driving was close to Johnny's red Ferrari, Johnny was already frightened by the brutal driving, and the idiot actually used liquid nitrogen spraying on the mountain road, and the red Ferrari accelerated with a 'boom'.

The red Ferrari suddenly opened up the distance from the yellow taxi he drove, why bother, he didn't know that it was Johnny who had a holiday with him who drove the red Ferrari, but the speed of the red Ferrari still surprised He Bi, because there was a 180-degree hairpin bend in front of him, and he accelerated so violently before entering the corner, to be honest, why didn't he dare to do this.

"Wow, it turns out that Johnny has always been hiding his strength, does he also want to split corners at high speed?"

"God, Johnny is going into the corner faster than the yellow cab, did he use a liquid nitrogen jet? It's crazy. ”

The audience at the terminal was panting with excitement and their necks were thick, and their eyes were wide open, ready to watch the high-speed drift of the supergods.

Johnny really didn't disappoint, the corners were getting closer, he still didn't slow down, closer, oh god, he still didn't slow down.

"Ahh

A piercing, high-frequency scream rang out.

What the heck? Johnny hasn't slowed down? There is also no turning action? Is this going to heaven?

Not only are the people at the terminal stunned, but why bother.

Johnny's car didn't slow down, didn't turn, and flew straight out of the corner, into the void, and then 'shuttled' down the cliff.

"What's the situation?" Why did he drift a little confused, and couldn't help but turn his head and look down at the cliff: "Is the ghost on the body?" ”

Johnny didn't have a ghost, but it was pretty much the same, and when he was frightened and found that he was speeding super fast, it was too late, and he didn't even have time to bend the steering wheel before he rushed out of the lane.