Druid in Marvel

As a naked girl holding a revolver walked to the starting point of the car, all the unrelated people began to leave. Please () enter this site.

Al coquettishly slapped Fox's butt outside the door and shouted: "Baby, if I win, will there be a different reward?"

Fox put his arm around Pepper's shoulders, turned his head and licked his sexy lips with his tongue, squinting his steamy eyes and said, "You think for yourself!"

After speaking, Fox, under Stark's shit-eating look, patted Pepper's butt provocatively, hugged her slender waist, and left the starting point and walked to the sidelines!

Stark looked at Al angrily and shouted: "I'll go back and buy a ring. Al, you are a bastard who is afraid of women!"

Al shrugged his shoulders indifferently and honked the horn to urge the naked busty woman in front to start quickly! Then he shouted to Stark: "You are right, Mr. Love Saint, but so what?

Your girl was picked up by my girl. Between the two of us, I won! Ha ha! "

When the naked lead girl saw the boss of Hell's Kitchen honking at her, she excitedly took off the last piece of cloth from her body, held it in her hand and shook it.

Following the movements of this crazy woman, the scene got a little out of control for a while, and the lustful men let out fanatical shouts.

The moment the mad woman fired the revolver in her right hand, she threw the small piece of cloth in her hand towards Al's Hellcat.

Al silently stepped on the accelerator and turned to get out of the way of the naked crazy woman.

In this moment of delay, all the more than 20 participating racing cars ran ahead of him.

Al also vaguely saw the paralyzed bald man who had been beaten by himself and the roadblock, grinning with a big mouth missing his front teeth, and sneered at himself!

This can't be tolerated anymore. My skills are average, but I'm not someone you can despise!

Take out a talisman zod (Sade) and slap it on the steering wheel of the Hellcat. Function: cannot be destroyed!

Al felt the changes in the Hellcat and laughed. This is equivalent to driving a tank at a speed of 300 miles per hour. What's so scary about this?

Picking up the radio placed on the passenger side, Al shouted into it, "You're done, wait until I kick your ass!"

After speaking, Al carefully pulled up his seat belt. The car would not be damaged, but it was still very possible to roll over. The seat belt must be fastened.

Al stepped on the accelerator, and the Hellcat's powerful engine roared violently and rushed towards the car in front.

This unlucky guy driving a Korean car didn't get a good position and was shot second to last. Because of the obstruction of the car in front, he was quickly chased away by Al.

The Hellcat slapped the butt of the Korean sports car in front of it arrogantly, causing the opponent to shake violently. Then he tried hard to move aside to avoid the crazy Hellcat.

Al overtook the Korean car with some pride. When he discovered that the driver was a Korean with a flat face and a flat nose, Al pulled the orange lever in front with a grin.

The two giant nunchucks behind the Hellcat's butt seemed to automatically find their targets, and the chain between them actually stretched automatically, violently hitting the front windshield of the Korean sports car.

The driver of the Korean sports car suddenly turned the steering wheel in fear, then screamed and plunged into the tire wall on the roadside!

Everyone who is paying attention to this game let out a violent cheer. This is what they want to see. If you want to see the speed, you can go to F1, if you want to see the technology, go to Thakar, but only in Hell's Kitchen can you see this kind of nakedness. mechanical violence.

As for possible casualties, let that thing go to hell! Regardless of whether the car racing is formal or informal, what year doesn't dozens of people die?

Hell's Kitchen has done a very good job at this point. This group of desperadoes who came here to race have had a few unlucky ones lose their hands and feet so far. At least their lives have been saved!

Al laughed loudly and stepped on the accelerator, chasing behind a Japanese sports car again.

The driver saw what happened to the Korean guy in the rearview mirror. He thought he couldn't resist the Hellcat's two big sticks, so he wisely stepped aside and got out of the way!

Al was very satisfied with the other person's knowledge, and when he passed him, he honked the horn to express friendship.

After passing the Japanese sports car, Al saw another Japanese sports car not far ahead. Judging from the opponent's speed, it might take some effort for him to catch up!

It doesn't matter. What Principal Al lacks most is strength. The fixed four-lap race of the Death Race is not just about who can run faster! So what if you run fast? So what if you can trick me?

When you pass by, I will give you a slap and stop everyone. I win!

Al took advantage of the opportunity, glanced at the other levers in front of him, and finally pulled the red lever that represented danger.

After a few seconds, there was no response. Al was worried that something was wrong, so he pulled it down twice, and then saw two manhole covers with a diameter of 60 centimeters being launched from the Hellcat's territory one after another. !

The rapidly rotating manhole cover deflected slightly in the air and cut into the bodies of two Japanese sports cars, one behind the other. Then, a car accident happened!

Seeing the bow-legged dwarf jumping out of the Japanese sports car in front of him and pointing at him, Al originally felt a little guilty, but now he didn't feel any more!

When passing a Japanese sports car, Al pulled the orange lever. The Hellcat's butt was waving two thick nunchucks, and he made up for it on the Japanese sports car, so that he could pay a little more for repairs!

The residents of Hell's Kitchen who didn't go to the scene basically watched the illegal broadcast at home. Hellcat's style was too in line with their taste.

In the residential buildings on both sides of the track, everyone opened their windows and cheered crazily at the passing Hellcats! Some of the more heroic ones will take out their own guns and fire a few shots into the air to celebrate!

Al excitedly stepped on the accelerator and struggled to catch up. However, he had been a law-abiding driver all his life and had rarely received any tickets.

It's unrealistic to compete with those desperate speedsters in driving skills. We just stopped three cars, and the fourth French car started to have blue flames coming out of its butt and it was hard to catch up!

Al depressed the accelerator to the bottom in annoyance and accelerated desperately on a straight road. He couldn't catch up with the French car in front of him with blue flames coming from behind.

Al slapped the steering wheel angrily and accidentally touched a red button.

Two rocket thrusters emerged from under the Hellcat's site, bursting out with intense orange flames, turning the Hellcat into a land missile and shooting towards the French sports car in front.

Within two seconds, Al howled loudly and drove the Hellcat into the butt of the French sports car, flipping it up and smashing it against the wall of the roadside building.

He hurriedly stepped on the brakes twice before stopping the Hellcat's rocket thruster and returning to normal speed.

Al let out a long sigh of relief, this is too fucking dangerous! If you're not careful, this could be a fatal outcome! The car is definitely fine, but the person’s face is gone!

Looking at the fleeing car in front of him, before Al could chase him, he panicked and crashed into the tire wall!

Al smiled with satisfaction and was very satisfied with his intimidation. He decided to use the highest speed he could control to catch up with the racing car in front. He really couldn't wait for them to set a trap and defeat them as they passed by!

Just when Al decided not to be so desperate, a golden convertible Cadillac Rocket suddenly slowed down, swayed left and right and got stuck on the main road, blocking three racing cars!

Drug dealer Pluto was driving a golden Cadillac Rocket, holding the steering wheel with his left hand and holding a big horn in his right hand. He shouted proudly: "This is Hell's Kitchen! Our territory! Principal Al, fuck them!"

Alhaha laughed and restarted the rocket thruster. He could not live up to Pluto's kindness. Although this guy came to participate in the competition just for fun, his willingness to sacrifice himself still deserves recognition!

Red flames shot out from under the Hellcat's territory and fiercely chased the three racing cars ahead.

Roman drove a modified Japanese sports car and anxiously circled around Pluto's Cadillac, but Pluto, who started out as a speedster drug dealer and hide-and-seek with the police, had very good driving skills. He blocked almost every path forward, leaving Roman with nothing to do.

Roman was a little panicked when he saw the speeding Hellcat in the rearview mirror. He gritted his teeth, picked up the communicator, and shouted inside: "We can't run, Giselle, I'll create a chance for you, you rush In the past, I was responsible for stopping that Hellcat.

Han has been killed, one of us must continue the match! "

Giselle, who was driving a black Porsche, glanced at Roman in surprise. She didn't expect that this dark guy who was usually smooth-tongued would be so loyal!

Giselle picked up the intercom and said, "Thank you! Roman, let's get started!"

Roman on the other end was stunned for a moment and said, "Aren't you polite? You can just create a chance for me!"

Giselle threw away the intercom angrily, stepped on the accelerator and rushed to the left of Pluto's Cadillac!

Roman grinned, laughed, and pressed a switch. A large amount of lubricating oil was sprinkled on the road from under the trunk of Roman's car. He is also speeding towards Pluto's right side. No matter how powerful you are, you can only block one!

The three cars that were stopped were the only unlucky ones without teammates. They screamed and stepped on the brakes, turning the steering wheels of the cars desperately, trying to avoid the lubricated road surface.

Then, no more!

The unlucky guy was hit in the waist by the Hellcat driven by Al, spinning to death!

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