"Fack!"

The flower turban sweated on his forehead and stepped on the accelerator heavily.

He didn't want to get out of the way, since he grabbed it, he had to firmly occupy this position.

"Boom~"

Ethan grinned and slammed the accelerator to the end.

The V10 engine, let out a frantic roar, and the black viper burst out like lightning.

GTA, from now on.

"Ah!!h

With his roar, the vehicle vibrated and pounced on the red Mustang S281, and the two quickly approached.

Next to it, inside the blue GTR.

O'Connor smelled danger, and he quickly turned the wheel away from the rampaging black viper.

"Bump~"

The butt of the red wild horse was hit hard by the viper.

The steering wheel in Flower's turban suddenly swayed from side to side, and the car became out of control, and he cursed angrily, desperately trying to control the balance of the car.

Ethan's vehicle, similarly shaking.

Instead of forcibly controlling the vehicle, he swung to the left following the momentum.

Under the filming of the roadside arrangers, his car seemed to turn into a real poisonous snake, first biting the red mustang, and then swinging his head like lightning and squirting venom at the BMW on the left.

Uncontrollable any longer, the red wild horse screamed and rushed to the lamppost on the side of the road.

"Bang~"

There was a loud bang, which made the hands of the filming crew tremble.

In the shaking shot, the vehicle was cut off by the thick lamppost, and the whole car instantly turned into a V-shape, clamping the lamppost to death, countless debris flew onto the sidewalk, and passers-by fled for their lives.

The fourth eliminated rider, appeared.

"Damn it."

Campos's face turned red with excitement, and he waved his hand and roared: "Hold the phone steady, how about another car?" ”

This scene made his eyes red with excitement.

Trembling in his pocket, he took out a small glass bottle and quickly poured some flour out of the tiger's mouth.

He didn't care about smoking, and looked nervously at the screen.

And Phoenix is also on his muscles, eager to take on the crazy viper himself.

"Whew."

Gizel let go of his clenched hands and let out a heavy breath.

Before I knew it, it was already soaked with sweat.

The person in charge of clapping, although it was impossible to hear Campos's scolding, knew what he was doing, and he resisted his excitement and slapped at the orange BMW.

The car was struck and staggered into the opposite lane.

After a few violent shakes, the out-of-control vehicle was forcefully subdued by the driver, throttle slammed, and roared forward.

After a second or two, it disappeared from the picture.

"Damn it."

Unable to see the expected picture, Campos was disappointed and sniffed at the tiger's mouth, and the flour on it disappeared instantly.

"Alas~"

The crowd gathered around also sighed in unison.

Last week's tryouts were also exciting.

But this kind of blood-pumping hard-hitting scene is rare to see.

Violent, crazy, and full of passion, this is what they unanimously say about the black viper, and one person is so excited that he pulls his female companion over and pushes him down in the car.

Looking at the fast-moving cars in the screen, they also roared wildly.

The broken red wild horse on the side of the road quickly pulled away in the rearview mirror and soon disappeared, and Ethan said he didn't care at all what happened to the people in the car.

If you can play this kind of thing, you must be mentally prepared for this kind of outcome.

themselves, no exception.

If you want to get the strong stimulation of walking on the line of death, then there are some things that you have to face calmly.

However, he only lost one car, which made him feel a little regretful.

Licking his lips, the Adam's apple rolled.

No wonder so many people like drag racing, this kind of adrenal hormone is constantly secreted, and the crazy scalp is numb, which is really unstoppable, and the hand holding the steering wheel is sweating.

There are only four cars left in the race.

The orange painted BMW fell behind, desperately chasing after him, angrily catching up with him.

And Toledo's Chevrolet SS is still in the opposite lane.

Now, then, there is only one goal.

Ethan pressed the throttle hard, sping the black python a few points faster, and he turned his head and looked at the undercover agent in the blue GTR on the right with a sinister smile.

In his eyes, he was full of eagerness to try.

As long as you don't get killed, with your hole cards, it's definitely no problem to get out.

Even though he was driving fast, O'Connor noticed this gaze, and quickly glanced to the side, and the trace of madness in the other party's gaze made him excited.

can go undercover to participate in this kind of operation, he also has crazy genes.

Viper nearly overturned two cars at once, and O'Connor saw it, and his competitive spirit kept springing up.

"Boom~"

He slammed down on the throttle, and the blue GTR let out a dull roar and sped forward.

The black viper was in hot pursuit.

Ethan quickly shook the gear lever to recover the speed lost in the collision.

On the tablet, there is a big corner in the distance.

Next route, to the right.

Looking at the satellite map above, it is not far away to go up to the bridge again.

Ethan is engrossed and ready to use PIT technology to knock the FBI's undercover agent vehicle to a stop at any time and get this guy out of control, there is no need to use too drastic means.

Two cars, you chase me.

Compete in the neon-lit streets of Los Angeles.

Before the vehicle arrived, the sound of the engine came first.

Passers-by stopped one after another, and all looked at the three cars that were roaring in amazement, one on the left and two on the right, all rushing towards them with an indomitable momentum.

No, there's another one.

Inside the orange BMW, the old black wearing a black knitted hat is letting out crazy curses from his mouth.

The car, too, rushed forward in a deadly stance.

Even though it's the second largest city in the country, it's a rare sight.

Just as they were about to pull out their phones to record the crazy scene, several eye-catching cars left a manic roar and a faint exhaust fume, and quickly disappeared from their sight.

Patrol cars, there is no such thing.

It's just a matter of exhaust gas, not to mention the question of whether you can keep up, with O'Connor here, there is no doomed to have a large-scale pursuit and round-up.

Since there is an FBI undercover operation, it must be to say hello in advance.

As the car sped away, Ethan faintly saw several blue lights flashing.

Soon, it was gone.

There's no way the FBI can get the LAPD people to sabotage their plan of action, and it's estimated that the car will be released after the car is over.

Ahead, there is a big crossroads.

The traffic is surging and extremely busy.

Looking at the red light above, Ethan gritted his teeth and stepped on the brakes.

Break, definitely to break.

But the speed can't be too fast, or it can easily bring serious accidental casualties, which he doesn't want to see.

(End of chapter)