991 Bumper Cars

Los Angeles streets, in front of a busy intersection.

The sound of the high engine attracted everyone's attention, and the three cars roared towards them, making people feel terrified when they saw it.

Thankfully, all three cars were able to slow down a bit.

O'Connor stepped on the brakes and looked to the left in surprise, the guy who called himself Morgan, and Dominic, who had expected to take advantage of the opportunity to quickly take the lead.

After all, they all know who they are.

I also know that in some cases, I will never dare to rush.

Unexpectedly, the two of them also slowed down with him, which made his evaluation of that Morgan suddenly increase by a few points, and he was no longer full of disgust.

After Ethan stepped on the brakes, he also raised his eyebrows and looked left and right.

O'Connor forgot about it, but Toledo slowed down the car, which he didn't expect.

In fact, his behavior made the other two even more confused.

There is no way, Parker's severed half of his ear, the scene where the two are violently suppressed, and the heavy firepower they carry with them, all of this builds an extremely murderous character puzzle in their hearts.

Now this foot brake brings them a strong sense of contrast.

According to the level of cornering that the opponent showed at the beginning, it is impossible to make it difficult for that guy in this corner.

The only explanation is that this guy wants to give passers-by a second or two to react.

"Boom Boom Boom~"

Thoughts flickered quickly, and when the speed of the three slowed down, the orange BMW behind took advantage of the opportunity to quickly catch up.

"Squeak~~~"

The sound of violent friction resounded throughout the intersection.

The shrill horn continued to buzz, and under the roar of the driver on the road, four cars rushed out of the red light at the same time, and the tires blew out white smoke on the ground, and they turned to the right in unison.

This move forced the traffic at the intersection to stop.

Passers-by on the sidewalk looked terrified, and they ran to the side of the road as fast as they could, avoiding the possible impact.

Several cars, almost stuck together drifting.

In the narrow gap, it seemed as if a spark was rising, and the air seemed extremely scorching.

"Bastard."

The orange BMW clung to the viper, and the old black in the knitted hat looked at Ethan excitedly, and scolded: "I must kill you, white boy, you are dead." ”

"Jesus can't save you, I said."

In response, Ethan held the steering wheel with one hand, and a slender middle finger was raised.

Don't even look at it.

This contemptuous attitude made the knitted hat old black out of anger, and he grabbed the steering wheel without hesitation, and was about to hit the viper on the left.

Ethan still understands the principle of preemptive strike.

At the moment of raising his middle finger, the arm that grabbed the steering wheel and threw it to the right.

"Bang."

The python slammed into the BMW, and in an instant there was an extra dent.

This impact also made the two of them shake with it.

As the car swayed, it flung left and right, and the old black knitted hat slammed onto O'Connor's blue GTR, and Ethan's Viper instantly crushed Toledo's Chevrolet SS454 rearview mirror.

In the face of this impact, the two people outside were not to be outdone.

hand, while turning the steering wheel.

A bumper car race is raging on the road, with the sound of crashing, sparks splashing and parts shattering everywhere.

Except for Ethan, everyone else was distressed.

At the same time, except for Ethan, no one can understand how a racing event can inexplicably turn into a rough collision competition.

It's so barbaric and not elegant at all.

Ethan didn't care if he succeeded in taking the event off, he laughed and frantically swung the steering wheel from side to side.

All the way sparks and lightning rushed towards the viaduct in front.

The game evolved into such a fierce collision, which made the spectators excited, and the pedestrians on the side of the road also kept hearing the sharp whistle.

"Hey. Big bald head. ”

The windows were already shattered, and Ethan shouted at Toledo on the left, "It's not an option, how about we squeeze them down together?" ”

Hearing this, Toledo's face darkened.

But in a flash of light, he thought it through.

All you need is a spot to win, and if you get rid of two competitors before you hit the bridge, you're going to win.

Moreover, he didn't want an undercover agent to follow him closely.

"Do it."

The bridge deck was so close that Toledo yelled at Ethan, "Swing to the right!" ”

"Bump."

Ethan twisted the steering wheel hard and slammed into the BMW.

"Bang."

At the same time, the driver's door protrudes into a piece.

The two cars pushed the orange BMW to the right in quick succession, and after making a muffled sound, leaned against the blue GTR.

"Fack!"

O'Connor shook his body and cursed.

His vehicle couldn't resist this successive impulses, and now he didn't give himself a chance to accelerate his escape.

The body has been offset all the way and has moved away from the main road.

There are less than twenty meters left from the fork in the bridge, and there is no room to move at all.

I can only watch myself get out of this route.

"Boom~"

Just as Ethan was trying to push the orange BMW out of the way, the engine on the left roared, and Toledo quickly broke away from the bumper car team and rushed headlong onto the bridge.

Winning games, that's what he needs to do.

It's fitting to take advantage of the fact that the three cars are tangled up to build a lead.

"Shet."

Ethan scolded, and quickly turned.

Originally, the knitted hat looked at the bridge pier that was getting closer and closer, and he was already scared into a cold sweat, but now he suddenly broke free from the restraints, he cursed and turned the steering wheel, and rushed to the bridge deck dangerously.

"Bumper bumper."

"Fake."

O'Connor slapped the steering wheel excitedly, and the car plunged headlong into the fork in the road.

Thankfully, the tablet quickly gave him an up-to-date route.

Only he was injured in the world, and succeeded in achieving it.

"White boy, I'm going to kill you."

The BMW quickly caught up with the Viper, and the old black in the knitted hat slammed diagonally towards the opposing vehicle, preferring not to get the winner's spot, and he wanted to abolish the nasty fellow.

Looking at the oncoming truck, Ethan quickly stepped on the brakes.

At the same time, the steering wheel is turning rapidly.

Under his control, the viper's speed slowed down instantly.

And the orange BMW that hit him pounced, brushed the viper head, and rushed out diagonally.

"Shet, Shet."

When the knitted hat Lao Hei saw the big truck coming, he was frightened, and he subconsciously braked the vehicle while shouting and scolding, wanting to gear back.

In the rearview mirror, a black viper quietly appeared.

Ethan scurried forward, squeezing his opponent's position to death, while grinning at the desperate old black.

"Jesus can't keep you, I said."

Inexplicably, the knitted hat Lao Hei understood the meaning of the other party's smile.

"Toot ~~~"

The shrill horn sounded incessantly.

The sound of sudden brakes is getting closer and closer.

The intense light of the long-haul truck illuminated the old black face of the knitted hat, and the shiny, huge engine grille reflected his terrified face.

"Bang~"

The orange BMW is slammed into this large truck like Optimus Prime, and is as defenseless as a toy car.

"Damn."

Looking at the BMW that was swept under the truck and kept crushing, Ethan scolded in a low voice and quickly put up gear and left.

He is a person with a good heart.

I can't see such a tragic thing happening in front of my eyes.

Thank you gentleman for your support, thank you!

(End of chapter)