"Coax~"

This scene was naturally filmed by mobile phones.

The cheers near the finish line came to the level of restlessness, and this level of violence made people get carried away.

"It's not a race car."

Phoenix looked at the screen, his eyes lit up, and said, "This is murder, I like this guy so much." ”

"How so?"

He looked at Campos: "I don't think this guy's fingerprints need to be checked, it will definitely not be an undercover agent arranged by the strip." ”

"Those people would never do such a thing."

"That's right."

Gizel swallowed and nodded slowly.

Towering ponytail, swaying with it.

"Don't need to check?"

Campos glanced at Phoenix coldly: "How can you be sure that there is no such wanton neurosis in the strip?" ”

"What, are you up to the question now?"

What had just happened, although he knew very well that Toledo was just saying that, was kind of an eye medicine for Phoenix.

But he didn't mind taking advantage of it to give it a beating.

"It's not."

Phoenix's restless mood instantly subsided, and a cold sweat broke out on his forehead: "I'm sorry, sir, I said too much. ”

"Hmm~"

Campos snorted, clasping his hands to his chest.

At the same time, he was full of admiration for the black viper.

In fact, he thinks the same as Phoenix, even if there is an undercover agent coming in, it can't be the guy driving this car.

They can't do things of this magnitude.

Some of the regulations are already entrenched.

This guy is so ruthless that he can't even compare to many of his subordinates.

Halfway through the race, Toledo was far ahead.

Ethan was in hot pursuit.

The other drivers are basically in the range that have been eliminated.

The degree of cruelty can be seen.

Of course, there is also Ethan's role in fueling the trouble.

In fact, at this time, according to his character, he would hang slowly in the back, but he was put on a swing by Toledo just now, which also aroused his competitive spirit.

In any case, it would be rude not to play with each other.

When I started driving, I went a little crazy.

The black viper swam between the corners, and many times only heard a sound, and before it could react, the sports car was already flying by.

After some pursuit, he bit Toledo again.

The engine roared and looked very cranky.

Like an enraged beast, ready to show its fangs in retaliation.

To this, Toledo made his own response.

The car he was driving also roared and accelerated, and the other party's bunch of operations just now also aroused the instinct of Toledo's legendary underground racer to have a good fight with the other party.

Los Angeles is his turf.

Toledo glanced at Ethan and jerked the steering wheel.

The two cars were frantically entangled on the road.

The sound of violent collision kept ringing.

The positions in front and behind are constantly changing, and they are much slower than just now, protecting the key positions of the vehicle at all times.

Ethan will PIT, and Toledo will not be ignorant.

Both men were on the lookout.

Let the other party give you a moment at a critical time, and it will all be in vain.

This grappling also made the audience addicted.

Unexpectedly, a mysterious driver appeared out of nowhere, and he did not fall behind in the confrontation with Toledo, and it is not an exaggeration to describe the current fierce struggle with Mars hitting the earth.

"Huh~"

There was a violent grinding sound, and when the four miles came, the two cars turned the corner at great speed, scaring the vehicles on the road one after another, causing several small car accidents.

At tight corners, drifting at the same time.

This picture is particularly thrilling and makes people feel refreshed and happy.

"Boom."

Another roar rang out.

Under the surprised gaze of the two of them, in the alley next to them, the blue GTR rushed out with a pile of garbage and appeared strongly.

"Hahaha."

O'Connor excitedly grabbed the steering wheel and shouted, "Daddy is back, Bichi!" ”

Good guys, this is a counterattack.

Taking advantage of the struggle between the two, O'Connor did not give up, and he galloped on the new route, cutting corners all the way through the alleys, and chasing frantically despite the danger.

After all kinds of difficulties, we finally succeeded in recovering the lost time.

Now, back on the track.

"Fake."

Seeing the blue GTR suddenly appear in front of him, Toledo let out a low roar.

Now, who the winner will be is unknown.

The mentality of winning just now has changed, and anyone in the last mile can become an eliminator.

Ethan glanced at Toledo, and the two of them met eyes.

The next moment, the two cars separated.

O'Connor already holds a slight lead, and now is not the time for them to continue bullfighting each other.

Contenders, back in action.

This dramatic scene also gives a full view of the people at the end of the line.

Cheers rang out.

If there is competition, the picture will look better, it is better than the winner who has been locked just now, and the unknown can make people full of passion.

The tires are spinning at a rapid pace.

Ethan kept shifting gears, pushing the Viper to the fastest speed.

The last mile, no vigilance can be let down.

O'Connor can rush back at this time, and he is also a big-hearted person, and he can't fall short.

The vehicle roamed around and forced up from the opponent's right side.

And Toledo, too, rushed to the left.

Their vehicles, one left and one right, clamped up the blue GTR bag.

Again!

O'Connor's head is full of black lines, how these bastards, how can they only target themselves, it's so hateful.

Under the pressure of two cars, he angrily slammed down the accelerator.

GTR, Extreme Speed.

This time, he couldn't give the two of them another chance to pinch him.

Another roar.

Three cars drifted around the corner at the same time, and the crowd gathered at the end of the road could already be seen in this secluded street.

On both sides of the road, the light of the burning rods was particularly dazzling.

The red flames that erupted from it sent billowing smoke, drawing scarlet circles as the arm swayed.

There, that's the end.

"Boom."

The three of them pressed down the floor oil in unison, and the vehicle shook and rushed forward.

At the same time.

Ethan quickly unscrewed the nitrogen cylinder switch and put his finger on the button.

At this time, the fight is to accelerate at the limit.

Following the vibrating seat, he turned his head to look to the side, and the other two quickly looked left and right, their eyes full of excitement, and Toledo's bald head was also dripping with sweat.

It's been a long time since he's tried this level of intense competition.

Ethan thought of something, and his fingers jerked down on the button.

The infusion of nitrogen made the engine vibrate wildly, and the exhaust pipe behind it spewed orange-red flames.

"Boom !!"

A huge roar, sounded.

The push back from the extreme acceleration pressed him to the seat.

In the eyes, an afterimage appears.

Everything around them, and the flames at the end of the line a few hundred meters away, all became distorted.

"Maja Fake~~~"

This kind of extreme acceleration made him hold on to the steering wheel and couldn't help but let out an excited roar with the engine.

(End of chapter)