I'm a boss at Marvel

Chapter 96 Damn it!rocket fuel?
At this moment, the green body of Hennessy Poison passed in front of the Abrams tank, leaving only a red tail light afterglow!
The audience watching the match in front of the big screen at the airport suddenly burst into cheers.

"Great! Brother Minghao is sure to win this time!"

"The trick of burning nitrogen just now is really cool!"

"Haha! Han Long's tank will definitely not be able to catch up!"

"Han Long's tank can only eat dirt in the back!"

"Cut, eat dirt? You can't even eat dirt! Brother Minghao's Hennessy Poison is equipped with 4 cans of nitrogen! Every 10 minutes, after the system cools down, you can use it again!"

"So what if Han Long can take a shortcut in a tank? Can he outrun a modified sports car that burns nitrogen?"

"There is no suspense! Brother Minghao is sure to win this time!"

In less than half a minute, the Abrams tank was left far behind.

In a tank car.

Natasha's face was full of anxiety, "I really didn't expect that the Hennessy poison was equipped with a NOS nitrogen booster system! It's over, it's over, we're doomed this time, no matter what we do, we don't even want to catch up with him."

Han Long said calmly, "Don't panic."

There was a wry smile on the corner of Natasha's mouth, "Under this situation, can you still hold your breath?"

Han Long said with a faint smile: "Even if the sky falls, I will support it. Just put your heart in your stomach."

Natasha froze for a moment, her heart beating faster inexplicably.

She secretly glanced at Han Long, Han Long's expression was as calm as water, without the slightest panic.

Han Long said calmly: "Get ready, hold on to the handrails, we are also ready to speed up."

Natasha said in surprise: "Speed ​​up? You've already reached the highest gear, how can you speed up?"

Han Long smiled lightly and did not answer, but directly pressed a red button on the steering wheel.

Suddenly, a line of bright red characters popped up on the holographic screen in front of me: sports mode.

"..." Natasha's face was covered with black lines, "Tanks... still have a sports mode?!"

Han Long said indifferently: "Well, it was the economic model just now, mainly for hot cars and fuel economy."

He tapped the gas pedal lightly.

The Abrams tank suddenly burst into a dragon-like roar!
"Fuck, what's the sound?"

Han Minghao, who was stepping on the gas pedal with all his strength, shivered involuntarily.

Lan Die couldn't help but frowned.

The audience in front of the big screen at the airport were all silent at this moment, staring blankly at the big screen.

The jet pipe of the Abrams tank, which is as thick as a bucket, actually spewed out blue flames!

Immediately afterwards, Abrams' speed increased tenfold in an instant, and he sprinted out like a rocket launch.

Even the high-definition camera of the drone can't capture it!
This……

All the audience were dumbfounded.

"The tank also burns nitrogen?" Someone asked in an unbelievable whisper.

"That should...not be nitrogen. No matter how strong nitrogen is, it can't drive a 62-ton tank to speed up."

"It's not nitrogen, what could it be?"

"Looking at the color of the exhaust gas, it seems to be unsymmetrical dimethylhydrazine and dinitrogen tetroxide."

"...Brother, please speak human language?"

"Simply put, it's rocket fuel."

"Fuck..."

The audience fell silent.

Countless "fuck" echoed from their hearts.

Han Long, who the hell are you!

It’s okay to get something like the Abrams main battle tank, but you can even add it to a rocket booster!
This, this is simply adding more to each other!

Originally, these audiences were invited by Han Minghao to watch the fun.

They all wished that Han Long would lose this life-and-death race.

But now, they all shut up.

Although the race has just started, Han Long won because of the rocket booster installed by Abrams.

No matter how awesome Han Minghao was, he was only driving a car worth hundreds of millions of dollars.

However, Han Long's awesomeness has already broken through the dimension.

At this time, in the Abrams car.

Natasha held the armrest of the co-pilot with both hands, trembling uncontrollably.

She glanced at the speedometer, and it turned out to be 800 kilometers per hour!

She was drenched in sweat!

The clothes are attached to the delicate skin, and the peak wave keeps vibrating with the bumps of the car body!
Natasha gasped and said, "Han Long...you slow down, I, I can't take it anymore!"

Han Long said indifferently: "You are the one who wants to get in the car, and you thought I was slow just now."

Natasha gasped: "But, but, I didn't expect you to be so fast! I really, I can't take it anymore, please, Han Long, slow down!"

Han Long said calmly, "You have to call me husband."

"you!"

Natasha's pretty face suddenly became hot.

Although Natasha called Han Long many times "husband", it was only called when there were outsiders, to cover up their fake marriage identities.

But now, there are only the two of them here, there is no need to pretend at all.

Calling Han Long "husband" at this time would really make Han Long his husband.

"I won't bark!" Natasha bit her jelly-like lips, but she still couldn't stop the trembling sound from her throat.

Han Long smiled lightly and stepped on the accelerator hard.

Natasha suddenly exclaimed, "Ah, Han Long! You scoundrel! You are the worst person in the world!"

Han Long didn't respond either, and continued to slam on the accelerator, and the Abrams tank went on a rampage in an almost crazy way!
Natasha's face turned pale with fright, and the seat was drenched with sweat!

"Okay, okay! I'll call me!" Natasha said quickly: "Isn't it just calling you husband, it's not like I haven't called you before."

She took a deep breath, and said softly shyly: "... Husband, you, slow down, I can't take it anymore."

A smile appeared on the corner of Han Long's mouth, and then he turned off the accelerator, and the running state of Abrams also switched back to the economic mode.

Natasha breathed a sigh of relief, her whole body seemed to have collapsed.

"Are you cool?" Han Long asked.

Natasha slumped on the seat, and gave Han Long an angry look, "I'm not happy."

Han Long smiled lightly, "It seems that I haven't done enough, let's do it again."

"Don't, don't, don't!" Natasha was terrified, and begged quickly: "Han Long, I was wrong, Han Long, I was having a good time just now, no, it was very good!"

Han Long frowned slightly, "You still call me Han Long?"

"I..." Natasha swallowed subconsciously, "Honey, I was really happy just now, really."

Han Long smiled lightly: "Since it's so cool, why don't you do it again?"

Natasha was taken aback for a moment, then realized that Han Long was teasing her.

"Damn! Han Long! How dare you play with me!" Natasha beat and beat Han Long with her powder fist, "I hate you so much! Go to hell! I hate you!"

Although they cursed and hated it, the relationship between Natasha and Han Long took a step further.

Abrams Stanley, full of joy.

(End of this chapter)