This is an extremely advanced running style, Nie Yu uses his superb technique and rhythm to influence the fat man, making him lose his subjective will.

As long as he follows him all the time, the fat man will become his vassal and his shadow, and until the end of the game, he will not be able to find himself, let alone surpass.

This was not an insult from Nie Yu, on the contrary, he did it out of good intentions.

At the beginning, when he thought he was complacent about his level, it was his eldest brother, the motorcycle rider who competed in the highest class abroad, who taught him in this way.

The fat man is a very ambitious person, at least he has enough courage to challenge in the face of the absolute strong, and he has the courage to admit defeat.

Compared to those guys who can't afford to lose and don't dare to fight, it's really much stronger.

Therefore, Nie Yu took this friendly match and used his own way to lead the fat man, so that he understood the most correct way to drive a locomotive.

However, this more or less does not take into account the feelings of the fat man, and perhaps he is not a person who is easy to understand others.

I would never have thought that my kindness would become malicious in the eyes of others.

Throughout the race, the fat man was fighting to the death, and even wanted to slam the faucet to make the locomotive unbalanced to break the rhythm.

However, despite all the methods, he couldn't get rid of Nie Yu's shackles.

Each other's strength is separated by a dimension, and Nie Yu is like a monster from another world, firmly controlling his body.

Even his mind became blank, turned into a puppet, and followed Nie Yu down the entire Panlong Ridge.

At the end of the lap, the two came back one after another, less than five positions apart.

The people in the convoy and the fat man's roommate didn't know what was going on, and they were not surprised by each other.

The team was surprised that Nie Yu did such a thing to release water, saving face for the opponent, which had never happened before when sweeping other city convoys.

He will only use his locomotive and the most exquisite driving skills to shake off his opponents again and again, and make his opponents desperate again and again with absolute speed!

Maybe it was the takeaway guy yesterday who made him have such a change, he loved the house and Wu, and even the local second-rate drivers took care of him like this.

The roommates were surprised by the fat man's burst potential, and he was able to bite Nie Yu tightly and come back with a gap of five positions.

At the same time, they were also grateful to Nie Yu in their hearts, grateful to him for giving the night raid team a reputation.

Now that the Internet is so developed, the short video platform is extremely popular.

Because of Nie Yu, several locomotive anchors on short video platforms rushed over to attract traffic to their accounts and bring first-hand information to people in the circle.

With such a narrow margin losing to Nie Yu, the little-known night raid convoy would definitely be able to make a small fire.

Only the fat man and Nie Yu knew it, and they had a tacit understanding that they kept silent about the real situation of the game.

Nie Yu walked up to the fat man and patted him lightly on the shoulder, in a very sophisticated and serious tone.

"It's all about being a driver. Being able to imitate me means that you have a certain amount of strength, and you are not ashamed! ”

He was a little sleepy, yawned a long time, and followed the convoy to pack his things in full swing.

It didn't take long for only the people in their dormitories on Panlong Ridge to regain their almost deathly quietness.

Xie Fei said: "Let's go too, it's not too early." ”

The fat man's self-esteem was completely shattered in that lap of the race, and he collapsed beside the locomotive and did not say a word.

There were tears in the corners of his eyes, and he wanted to cry, but he couldn't.

There are many forms of failure, but the fat man asks himself, there is no one form that brings him such great frustration.

Even if it is humiliation, even if it is indifference, it is not the powerlessness to be carefully taught by the opponent as a child.

He sat for a while, and the cold wind blew, cold and biting.

After a long time, he slowly picked up the locomotive and stepped on.

"Xie Fei, you and the second child go back first, and then I'll run."

His body is honest, even if he is convinced by Nie Yu's driving skills in his heart, his body will resist.

A few roommates don't know why, in their eyes, the fat man at the moment should be happy, find a late-night cafeteria, and two barbecues.

But everyone knows the fat man's temper, and there must be a reason for being so serious.

No one asked anything, and the second child in the bedroom carried Xie Fei and disappeared into the vast night.

The wind was still so strong, slapping on the body like a steel needle.

In the past, the fat man thought about the racing car simply, thinking that as long as he increased the speed and screwed the throttle to death, he could burst out faster.

In fact, that kind of fatal method not only does not increase the speed, but hinders the growth of a motorcyclist.

Perhaps, people with this kind of thinking are out-and-out laymen, pretentious dicks.

The fat man adjusted his breathing, tried his best to be steady, and drove his locomotive more and more carefully.

The 321RR no longer has a limitless roar, on the contrary, it has become a dense, efficient sound.

Engine speed isn't everything, precise pacing is more important.

As he ran, the fat man found his senses, and the rough corners began to become silky, which in turn brought a bit of pleasure.

There are more and more exertional, and the speed of the car is also increasing.

But......

Suddenly, a nightmare enveloped him, lingering and uncontrollable.

His rhythm, his line, and the angle of cornering are almost all copies of Nie Yu!

Walking smoothly is not because of his own progress, but because he has abandoned his own style and become Nie Yu.

"Damn!!"

That nightmare struck again, throwing the fat man at the demon barrier in his heart.

"If this continues, I won't be me!"

He was ruthless and determined to find his own rhythm.

ran another lap, deliberately abandoning the pleasure of driving, and deliberately routing the line in an orderly manner.

This time, he got rid of it, and the engine burst out with a powerful screech.

A mournful roar roared out of the engine, and the shock absorbers fluttered like drunken dancers!

"Quick, I'm going to be faster!"

The fat man fell deeper and deeper, and the throttle was almost completely unscrewed, so it was strange that he drove so wantonly without accidents.

Due to a mistake in operation, the locomotive suddenly skidded at a sharp bend.

The whole locomotive is like a hammer, from the inside of the curve, straight to the side of the road.

At this moment, time seemed to stand still, and the fat man watched helplessly as the guardrail smashed ......

Xu is desire to survive broke through the limit of his reaction, and between the lightning and flint, he quickly made adjustments, and barely rescued the car in a posture that was almost impossible for humans to make.

"Whew~ What a fucking risk!"

Perhaps with the blessing of the gods, he actually escaped.

The frightened fat man gasped for breath, with the excitement of the rest of his life, with the ease of escaping death.

"Tick !!!!"

Just dodged, death came again, on the opposite lane, a car slowly went up the hill, accompanied by a loud noise, the fat man's head shattered glass, and the whole person plunged into the co-pilot.