Yan Bing took the two heavy black suitcases and walked to the side of the road. "Okay~ The car is for you. Don't return it then! ”

"It's none of your business, let's go." Zhao Yu waved his hand at Yan Bing and motioned for him to leave quickly.

He was carrying 2 boxes and didn't leave immediately. Instead, let's put it on the side of the street. Then, with a "click", he opened the box, squatted down, and began to count the money. This Yan soldier is afraid that Zhao Yu will fool him, in case it is not filled with money. Then he will be miserable when he goes back to the store. While he was counting the money, Liu Zimo walked slowly to Yan Bing's side and asked, "How much do they pay?" ”

"A bunch of neurotics gave me 500,000. Buy me this broken car. Yan Bing didn't look up, but was engrossed in counting the money in the box.

"Well~ Then they are really generous, such a large amount of money." Liu Zimo looked at the dilapidated pickup truck. He added, "Looks like I'm going to race them with your car later." ”

"Race?!" When Yan Bing heard that he was going to compete, his ears jerked upward. Immediately stopped what he was doing and looked up at Liu Zimo.

Then Liu Zimo briefly told Yan Bing what had just happened. Yan Bing said "oh~", and nodded clearly: "Didn't you say that there are three chances?" Why did you choose my little broken car? ”

Hearing this, Liu Zimo shook his head helplessly and told Yan Bing: "Your car is my third chance." It's also the best car to see so far. ”

"Huh?! What kind of cars are the first 2 cars? Yan Bing "brushed", straightened his waist and stood up. followed Liu Zimo's line of sight and looked at the car he had just sold.

Liu Zimo replied with a wry smile: "The first bus ~ the second earthmoving vehicle ~"

"Poof~~~~!" Yan Bing burst out laughing. However, he restrained his urge to laugh, patted Liu Zimo on the shoulder sympathetically and understandingly, and said, "Brother." Anything is possible. Don't underestimate my little broken car. What kind of car is the person you're racing? ”

Liu Zimo raised his hand and pointed to the front crossing: "He's lucky." I chose this one the first time. Yan Bing looked in the direction of Liu Zimo's finger. I saw a blue Volkswagen Golf R series coupe parked at the intersection. The four-cylinder 2.0-liter engine provides 292 horsepower, known as the Little Steel Cannon or Little Iron Fist. Liu Zimo, who was originally full of confidence in his stomach, was already half out of breath. I secretly complained in my heart: this small truck selected for the third time looks like a low-profile version of a walk-behind tractor.

After Yan Bing saw it, he thought: What~ It turns out that it's just a Golf R coupe. He immediately patted Liu Zimo, who was already half cold, with confidence, and cheered him up: "Brother~ Don't be vain!" Do you know what's the best thing in the pickup truck? ”

"I don't know. I don't know much about cars. During the conversation, Liu Zimo subconsciously compared the two cars used in the race. Then he sighed heavily and said, "The path I chose for myself will be completed on my knees." Before the words fell, Liu Zimo walked towards Yan Bing's small truck with his head down.

Looking at Liu Zimo's frustrated and distant back, Yan Bing was disappreciative, and his face was full of confidence. whispered to himself: "Hehe~ You'll know when you get on the road, and you will definitely not be disappointed." Brothers! Because my car is called - Wuling Hongguang. ”

Then, Yan Bing disappeared into the night with two black suitcases stuffed with money. After Zhao Yu and the black fat man opened the tail door of the pickup truck, they found that it was full of fishy seafood. The indescribable fishy smell forced them to clench their noses and breathe through their mouths. The fat black man held his breath and said, "SHIT!! The smell of this car is too fucking rushing. ”

Zhao Yu's eyes quickly glanced at the inside of the pickup truck, covered his nose and said to the fat man beside him: "Yes! It stinks! Let that kid take care of it! No matter! Anyway, after checking for a long time, it's no different! It's all a bunch of rotten seafood~"

Zhao Yu and the black fat man didn't care, and they both leaned out of the back door of the small broken car. Pinched his nose with his hand and pointed at Liu Zimo: "HI! MAN！ ~This is the car of your choice. Don't be fooled, say that the good destiny is good. ”

"I know. Then come on~" Liu Zimo didn't have any extra words, just asked to start the game quickly. But the black fat man told Liu Zimo in order to show fairness: "YO! MAN! This truck is full of seafood. Clean it up yourself. Otherwise, it will increase your load. ”

He nodded his head to indicate that he understood, and walked alone to the open back door of the pickup truck and silently cleaned up.

Zhao Yu went back to the blue Golf R-series coupe he chose, and carefully adjusted the performance of the car.

And the fat black man had a red-hot fluorescent spray paint in his hand, spraying all around. The red fluorescent paint, under the gray street lamp, shines brightly, and is very beautiful. It turned out that he was the host of tonight's drag race. The atmosphere in the streets is getting hotter...

After Liu Zimo simply threw away the seafood in the car, he also got into the car. He sat in the driver's seat and looked around. Although it is said to be a little old, it looks okay. Then he stretched out his foot and lightly stepped on the accelerator, brake, and clutch. "Heh~ His car is well maintained." The elasticity is moderate, and there is no discomfort on the feet. The car was much better than he had hoped, and the view was much brighter than the one he usually drove. If there's anything wrong with this car, it's the lingering smell of seafood.

When the fire ignited, the car shook violently. This violent shaking sensation made Liu Zimo, who was sitting in the driver's seat, very uncomfortable. I felt like my whole body was about to be shaken apart. Turning on the lights, stepping on the clutch, putting the gear, giving the accelerator.... All I heard was "Poof! Syllable...! Syllable....! Syllable....! "Poof! Syllable...! Immediately the exhaust pipe of the pickup truck made a loud fart sound, and black smoke was emitting from the pipe. In this way, the Wuling Hongguang in the dark night was activated... Liu Zimo drove the pickup truck with its exhaust pipe spitting black smoke and stopped in front of the sidewalk in the middle of the road. He's ready.

With a "bang", the blue Volkswagen Golf rushed out like an arrow from a string, and made an exaggerated tail flick not far away, where the rear wheel crossed, the smoke billowed and the smell of burnt rubber was clearly audible.

Zhao Yu drove the car back again, and there was another 360-degree drift centered on the black fat man, and finally the car stopped in front of the black fat man as steadily as Mount Tai.

The whole action is smooth and smooth, all in one go.

When the onlookers saw this, they barked as if they had been beaten with chicken blood.