When he saw that the wooden stake hit Song Li, Song Li suddenly reversed the direction, floated horizontally on the steel frame track that was only half a meter wide, jumped into the air with the front of the car, and landed steadily on the pipe three meters away, without a pause, he continued to rush forward at a gallop, overtaking Zhai Chen in the blink of an eye, and throwing him behind.

Lane change !! for floating drift

That's not necessarily something that a professional racer can do!

"Shhh

"Isn't this a professional race car driver?"

"Who the said this woman was a vase?"

"Just now of her, I suddenly feel that Zhai Chen is a little hanging today..."

"Can I re-bet on him to win?"

After a period of dead silence, everyone gasped, their eyes were full of horror and consternation, and some even began to stand Song Li win.

The locomotive crossed past like a meteor, Zhai Chen was stunned, the speed under him did not stop, and he yelled at the headphones: "Don't stop her for me!" ”

On his turf, if he loses, he will have no face in the entire racing world in the future.

Shouted at this, Qi Yi came back from his unbelievable stunnedness, suppressed the shock in his heart, and commanded the person opposite the headset: "Quick!" Stop her! ”

"Who's stopping?"

"Nonsense, of course it's to stop Song Li!"

Qi Yi subconsciously answered, only to realize that the voice was coming from behind him, not from the headset.

He turned his head sharply, and saw a man appear behind him at some point, silently, and his heart jumped with fright, and he stepped back under his feet.

"You..."

"Bang!"

didn't give him a chance to speak at all, and Chu Qi's fist fell straight on his face.

——

The steel plates were layered, and the people in ambush above didn't hear what was happening on the side of the headphones, and the obstacles that had been prepared a long time ago were all smashed towards Song Li.

What garbage is in tatters, stakes, stones ... Bad and vile.

But Song Li jumped left and right with the locomotive, and the back of his head seemed to have eyes, accurately avoiding every dangerous object from the air attack.

Click-

Seeing that he was about to reach the end of the last turn and sprint, the iron plate in front of him suddenly cracked from the middle, and Song Li, who was supposed to be up, swiped down uncontrollably.

Just when everyone thought she was going to fall, Song Li stood up from the locomotive, held the handlebars and rotated his whole body in the air, dodged the iron plate smashed horizontally, landed steadily on the locomotive, and quickly changed lanes to avoid tearing.

No one could see it clearly, the locomotive flew directly in the air, landed steadily on the ground, and after the harsh sound of the wheels rubbing against the ground came out, Song Li drifted to correct the direction, dodged all the dangers, and rushed to the finish line.

And Zhai Chen is still fifty meters away!

Song Li won!

Win against a myriad of deadly obstacles!

It's not like a race, it's like she's doing a locomotive exhibition race alone!

It's a lore!

Dead!

There was a dead silence in the entire scrapyard!

"..."Gu Wuyan's peach blossom eyes were like copper bells, and he lost his voice a little, and pulled the sleeve of the man next to him: "This is about to catch up with God S, right?" ”

He had seen Song Li's racing car in Taiping Town, and he knew that Song Li was powerful, but he didn't expect her to be so powerful!

Song Li's last jump really reminded Fu Shiyi of the scene when God S drove a racing car and jumped off a cliff!

It's not almost!

The dim light above his head fell on Fu Shiyi's dark eyes, and there were unknown emotions in them.

Song Li... Win?!

How can it be?

Song Li obviously grew up in the countryside, how could he race cars? Still racing so well?

In the corner, Song Yue'er, who was going to see Song Li's disrepute, was full of shock and disbelief written on her face at this time, and the fingernails that were holding the steel pipe were broken, and they were bloodless!

If anyone present couldn't believe it the most, it was Zhai Chen!

No matter how much he yelled at the headphones, no one paid attention to him.

When you stop at the finish line, your face is as ugly as if you have eaten a dead mouse!

Song Li had already taken off his helmet, leaning on the motorcycle in no shape, his hair was flying in the night breeze, his delicate eyebrows and eyes were dyed with a bit of messy beauty, his skin was cold and white, and he was like a demon.

The voice was ethereal: "You lost." ”

Just three words made Zhai Chen almost grit his teeth.

What opens four rounds is not necessarily two rounds?

He is now on the territory where he grew up, and he was won by Song Li, who came for the first time, and he was won so beautifully!

For a while, the previous arrogant provocation was more than just a slap, and Zhai Chen felt like he had been beaten by a set of military body punches!

He couldn't wait to rush up and tear up Qi Yi who had this bad idea.

Song Li didn't know what he was thinking, so he walked over with steps that his six relatives didn't recognize, raised a slender leg and stepped on the locomotive, looking at Zhai Chen condescendingly, his lips fluttering, word by word.

"Get down on your knees and call Daddy!"