"Death doughnut" is a secret word on the race track.

Originally, the "doughnut" was a form of celebration in racing, and it was named after the fact that the rear wheel was drawn in circles on the ground.

Some people have adapted this form of celebration to become a means of playing tricks.

They remember very clearly that the first person to use "death doughnuts" in Panlong Bay was Xiao Shiqin.

A few years ago, the son of an upstart man didn't know how high the sky was, and he called him out, and naturally lost the game.

But Xiao Ershao's anger can not be easily quelled in a game.

The turtle grandson was standing in the middle of the driveway, with his hands tied and blindfolded, being played by four or five cars in turn.

In the end, not only was he by the fart, but I heard that he was in a mental hospital for several years, and when he heard the word "racing", he was terrified of incontinence.

It is also well deserved.

However, although Xiao Shiqin is ruthless, in fact, he has played it once for so many years.

Both of them were very curious, how did this canary provoke Xiao Shiqin and cause him to lose such a big temper?

I knew that if I didn't do a good job of death doughnuts, it would kill people.

The young man with the car keys suddenly cried and mourned.

The companion next to him saw Xiao Shiqin waving in the distance, patted him, and reminded, "When you drive, take your feet leisurely." ”

In the middle of the lane, Xiao Shiqin affectionately pinned Mu Cheng's windswept hair to the back of his ear, rubbed her cheeks with his fingertips as if he was fond, and the words he said were more chilling than the raging northwest wind.

"Fifteen minutes, as long as you stand here for fifteen minutes, I will let Mingxuan go."

Mu Cheng raised his eyes and looked into his eyes, "Talking counts?" ”

Xiao Shiqin's eyes sank to the extreme, stared at her for a moment, and suddenly laughed, "Of course." ”

With that, he turned around and walked towards the car.

When he got into the car, Xiao Shiqin's face was finally no longer hidden, and a terrifying yin owl appeared.

No one knows how much hatred he has in his heart.

Start, gear, Xiao Shiqin stepped on the accelerator with one foot.

There was a shrill roar, and the rear wheels of the car spun wildly in place. The hot air generated by the violent friction with the ground, mixed with the exhaust pipe, sprayed a cyan exhaust fume, which diffused in the air and was quickly blown away by the northwest wind.

The group of people who stood on the edge of the track and watched the excitement were burned by this scene, and they all cried wolf with excitement.

Those voices fell in Mu Cheng's ears, and there was only one feeling, "a group of crazy people".

The blinding headlights shone from the left and right sides, irritating her so much that she couldn't open her eyes at all.

Mu Cheng couldn't see anything, and his senses multiplied in the dark. She even heard the tires rubbing against the ground, rubbing restlessly, and she couldn't wait to break out of the shackles.

Her heart rose to her throat, her hands hanging at her sides, her palms pinched, and fear churned in her chest.

In the next second, there were two sharp whistling sounds in the air, and the left and right cars drove in her direction at the same time, rushing very fast.

Just when Mu Cheng thought that she was really going to explain here, the two cars almost brushed her and sped past her. The curl from the back of the car blew and scraped her hair, slapping messily on her face, causing pain.

The fear in Mu Cheng's heart was pulled to the extreme, and at this moment, she finally understood what Xiao Shiqin really meant when she asked her if she had the guts.

But she didn't dare to think about it at all, and she didn't even have time to calm down the emotions of the rest of her life after the catastrophe, and the two cars that had rushed over quickly returned to their positions, and the headlights shrouded Mu Cheng, ready to launch a second "attack".