Greatest anchor in history

Chapter 201
Holding the steering wheel, Zhang Xiaoqiang turned left and right from time to time, pretending to be serious.

He has never eaten pork, but he has seen pigs run away.

Although this is the first time to drag racing, but fortunately Shu Kebeta was at the bottom in the past.

Ever since, Zhang Xiaoqiang turned the car into a tank in a daze.

That posture, the road was originally flat, he tossed up and down as if he was sick.

It seems that otherwise it would not be able to reflect his superb posture skills.

Li Huan'e was very puzzled by this.

You know, he didn't feel any bumps on the road other than the inertial pull while sitting in the car.

However, considering her figure, Li Huan'e dismissed the idea of ​​questioning.

The most important point is that Zhang Xiaoqiang's attitude at this moment is much more reliable than before.

"Super, super, super, super, super, I want to be super; chasing, chasing, chasing, chasing, chasing, never back; YA~ I will chase hard, no matter how far, beyond the limit, I want to challenge the adventure Chase bravely."

The more Zhang Xiaoqiang drove, the more excited he became, the more crazy he became, and tossed to the extreme, he couldn't help howling like a ghost.

Fujiwara was firmly in the first position, and the red sports car was speeding like a shooting star.

At this moment, he felt that he was the king of speed, and even the strong wind around him had to submit to him.

"Kojiro, your driving skills are really good."

"Hmph, that's natural. Brother, I am not only good at driving, but also very strong in that aspect."

"Really? You are good or bad."

"Hehe, you want to know?"

"Of course I want to, people can't wait?"

"Look at how anxious you are, don't worry, we will end the game soon."

Fujiwara Kojiro reached out and kneaded the girl's thigh.

In his view, there is no suspense in this competition, and the champion must be him.

As for the Isuzu... Kojiro Fujiwara casually glanced at the rearview mirror with the corners of his lips twitching.

Originally, he wanted to see if there was a car that could follow in his footsteps, but he didn't think that it didn't matter, after seeing it, it just made his eyes pop.

How can this be! ?Is my eyes dazzled?

In the rearview mirror, a spiral shit-like car covered in flying colors is approaching at a speed visible to the naked eye.

It's him! ?Damn it is him! ?

The mouth couldn't close as if he had taken anesthesia.

No matter what, Fujiwara never imagined that the first person to catch up with him was the Isuzu whom he despised and ignored the most.

Thinking of Zhang Xiaoqiang's insult to him at the foot of the mountain and the bet the two sides made before, a nameless anger rose from Fujiwara's heart.

Even a mere talker dares to come and race against him. If he loses today, how can he still be in the car industry in the future! ?
Thinking of this, Fujiwara stretched out his palm, gestured his middle finger after rushing, and then turned the suspense on the car, and a red wake spurted out instantly.

"Nitrogen injection, he started the nitrogen injection!" Li Huan'e explained immediately.

Zhang Xiaoqiang looked forward and thought: So that's called nitrogen injection.

"Don't be nervous, isn't it just nitrogen injection, drizzle, it doesn't matter."

I don't know where Zhang Xiaoqiang's confidence comes from, but Li Huan'e remembers that Zhang Xiaoqiang said before that he can artificially produce nitrogen by loading edamame in his car.

Thinking of this, a bad feeling came to Li Huan'e's mind. He glanced at Zhang Xiaoqiang's gradually sharp eyes, and immediately persuaded him: "Xiaoqiang calm down, you must not..."

After all, it was still a step too late, Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't wait for Li Huan'e to stop, and shouted angrily, "Nitrogen injection, right? I'll show you what real nitrogen injection is today!!"

"Brother Boo, serve the food!!"

"Buzz, buzz, buzz," three frenzied engine roars, and Li Huan'e heard only a pop.

Before she could react, the body that was originally leaning back was pulled back by the huge drag.

Fujiwara enjoyed the refreshment brought by the nitrogen injection without realizing it, and the female model next to him screamed excitedly.

Fujiwara teased and asked, "Are you happy?"

"Cool!"

"Is the thorn stimulating!?"

"Stimulate!"

"Hmph, I won the first place in the waiting club, and I'll tell you that it's more exciting to meet you at the hotel at night!"

Fujiwara returned to her body happily, and glanced at the rearview mirror again when it was over.

In his opinion, Zhang Xiaoqiang's Isuzu had already been thrown [-] miles away by him, and he was eating ashes and drinking dirt.

Of course, it was unexpected for Fujiwara.

The scene he expected did not appear, on the contrary...

"Puff puff!"

A fart-like explosion whizzed past his ears, but Fujiwara didn't see clearly what was coming.

When he looked back and followed up, he couldn't help but gasp.

What's going on with this shit! ?

Is it smog?
I'm stupid!What is the taste! ?

There was a stench in the air, and Fujiwara could even smell a hint of edamame.

Damn it! !
Turning on the wiper, Fujiwara carefully identified in the fog, and finally saw the spiraling gold.

"Zhang Xiaoqiang!!" It's tolerable, what can't be tolerated!

Isuzu with three wheels on the other side actually ran in front of him, how could Fujiwara bear this tone.

When the accelerator is stepped on, the knob is turned, and the nitrogen injection is started again.

The blue flames brought this unrivaled strength, and the red Bugatti Veyron rushed forward as if taking a stimulant.

"Yo ho, it's not bad!" Looking at Kojiro who followed closely, Zhang Xiaoqiang rolled down the car window, stretched out his left palm, curled it into a fist, raised his thumb, and turned it down.

This is called courtesy.

Before, Fujiwara's stinky fart took the lead and gave Zhang Xiaoqiang a middle finger to show off.

Nowadays, Zhang Xiaoqiang directly gives the latter a big fart meal, and gives the thumbs up when it's over.

This scene undoubtedly made Fujiwara even more annoyed, and the moment he stepped on the accelerator pedal, there was a clicking sound.

The speed of the red Bugatti Veyron climbed steadily, and the female model in the car was chatting and laughing, but now seeing Fujiwara's chilling appearance, he couldn't help but feel a little worried.

"Kojiro, don't be as knowledgeable as the guy in front, he..."

"Shut the fuck up for me, it's your turn to talk here?" She glared at the female model, who was frightened by Fujiwara's cannibalism and shut up.

Relying on the powerful power generated by the nitrogen injection, Fujiwara stayed behind Zhang Xiaoqiang.

In order not to go too far, Zhang Xiaoqiang reminded Xiao Bailong before the game.

So at this moment, Xiao Bailong knows how to measure.

After overtaking the Bugatti Veyron, it kept the speed and kept half a car away from the latter.

As for the distance of half a car, Fujiwara tried his best and couldn't surpass it.

But it must be admitted that Fujiwara is still a two-handed man, at least better than Zhang Xiaoqiang, who is full of guns. He really understands drag racing skills.

This is not because of Xiaobailong's leisurely effort, he took advantage of the bend to overtake Isuzu with a beautiful drift and flick.

After the past, it once again gained an advantage in two consecutive drifts.

"Oh, he surpassed him." Li Huan'e yelled regretfully.

But when he saw the bend ahead, Li Huan'e, who had been buoyed with confidence, suddenly tensed again.

(End of this chapter)