A counter-attack

Lu Zhixuexiu's track is not far from the small villa. When Huai Tong arrived, there were already many cars galloping on the track, and there were many people in the spectators.

On the track, the leading car is a blue racing car.But behind the blue car, a pink sports car followed closely, and attacked the blue car several times when passing through the curve, trying to overtake.

It's a pity that the owner of the blue sports car took strict precautions and never gave the owner of the pink sports car a chance.

In the viewing seats, there were cheers and discussions one after another.

Audience A: "It's the last lap!! The president is five laps ahead!!! First again!!!"

The president refers to the owner of the blue car, which is the code name of the owner of the blue car.

Audience B: "Didn't you see how tightly the car behind is biting? It's not sure who will be the first."

Audience C: "Definitely number one, the president has never lost in this kind of competition, okay?"

Audience B: "I really don't know where your confidence comes from. The pink car forced the president into the inner circle several times, and almost made the president rush off the track..."

Audience A: "That's because the president doesn't want an accident to happen!!"

Audience B was annoyed: "Then your president is so great, I really admire you."

B's words made A, B, and C almost fight.

Huai Tong sat down and listened to their conversation completely.Then, set your sights on the track.

The pink car controlled the distance very well. Even though every attack on the blue car failed, the pink car seized the opportunity to advance half of the body every time, and clung to the blue car tightly.

But this pink sports car seems a bit familiar.

Huai Tong searched in his mind, but unfortunately he still failed.He simply didn't want to and continued to watch the game.

There is still half a lap left in the last lap, and there is one last bend near the finish line.

The ABC trio beside them were still arguing endlessly.

Huai Tong locked his eyes on the fan car and said, "We're about to overtake."

A, B, and C stopped arguing immediately, and all three turned their eyes to the track.

No ah!This is not overtaking! !

A is impatient, he immediately shouted, "This is not overtaking!"

B continued to mock: "Why are you so anxious, why is your president still not losing?"

A: "You will die if you don't talk, right?"

Huai Tong was not annoyed, he smiled, his beautiful lips slightly curled up: "Here we come."

At the same time, audience C stood up directly from the seat, stammered, blushing with excitement, and broke his voice:

"Tmd!!! That desperate one!! That crazy fan wants to rush to the inner circle!!!"

Rushing into the inner circle means to forcefully squeeze into the inner circle when cornering, so as to achieve the purpose of overtaking.

The last corner is approaching, and the pink sports car is approaching the blue car with the help of the blind spot of the blue car's rearview mirror.Immediately afterwards, the bodies of the two cars collided violently, and the pink car roguely forced the blue car to withdraw from the inner circle.

The blue car was hit by the pink car and the body skidded, almost thrown out of the curve.

But the situation of the pink car was not much better. The pink sports car drew a few scary marks on the track and almost ran off the track.

"President!!", "Damn it!!"

The audience was in an uproar, everyone was shocked by the blue car's mistake and the pink car's ferocity.

Finally, the pink sports car scraped the track line, completed a beautiful overtaking, and rushed to the finish line.

At the end of the race, the pink sports car came first, and the waiting crowd rushed up to celebrate and cheer.

A gritted his teeth and pointed his middle finger at the fans surrounded by the crowd: "Jiang Chen, the grandson!!"

B and C were not angry with him. After regaining their senses, they all looked at the person who had spoken just now.

But the place is empty and the person has left.

B turned around and found that the person who spoke just now was wearing a black peaked cap with the brim pulled down so that he couldn't see his face clearly.He was walking down, with one hand in his pocket and the other hand playing with the car keys in his hand.

car key…

B's eyes gradually widen.

The car key that the man rotated in his left hand was hung with a black snake pendant that was completely inconsistent with his temperament, and two lines of unclear italic letters were engraved on the pendant.

The Black Snake is down!

B was surprised and wanted to chase after him, but the person had already disappeared.

Seeing his actions, A also mocked in disguise: "What are you doing? Who are you rushing to visit?"

B didn't bother to pay attention to A, he carefully recalled the fallen cards he saw, and the more he thought about it, the more shocked he became.

At this time, C looked at B and asked tremblingly, "Did you see it too?" The falling card.

The two looked at each other with varying degrees of horror in their eyes.

B frowned, and responded, "I see."

That person seems to be back.

B is a racing enthusiast. He has not been in the racing circle for a long time, but he knows a lot about the racing circle, so he naturally knows what it means to be a black snake in the racing circle.

It is said that three years ago, such a person appeared in the racing circle, codenamed Black Snake.Three or four days a week, Black Snake will challenge the best drivers.

From small teams to large-scale teams, as long as they are the top three racers in the team, they have all received the challenge from the Black Snake.

At the beginning, many racers looked down on Black Snake, thinking that this rookie who was going all over the world was ignorant.But as Black Snake wins more and more times, more and more fans follow Black Snake.

Racing is something that can make people's hormones rush. Black Snake's racing style is still simple and rude-a desperate, crazy mad dog racing method.

Every time I watch a Black Snake game, my back is sweaty, my hands and feet are numb, my heart is beating wildly, and my adrenaline is rushing.

If you want to describe that feeling, it is fearful and timid, but refreshing and exciting.

Fear and pleasure are intertwined, which makes people want to stop.

Today's largest team in the circle, Snake, was founded by the talented racer Black Snake. The Snake team is huge in scale, and the capital behind it is also unfathomable. It often wins the championship, second and third place in many competitions.

B whispered: "Is it really him?"

C shook his head: "It's very similar...but probably not. He has been out of the circle for a long time. He also had a lot of fanatic fans back then. Maybe the fans copied it in memory of him?"

B was a little disappointed when he heard this: "Well, maybe."

A who can't understand from beginning to end: ?What encrypted conversation are you guys having?

Huai Tong went down the stairs, but he didn't see Lu Zhixue who said he was waiting for him here, so he stood by the wall and sent a message to Lu Zhixue.

The place where he is is a long corridor, next to it is a lounge for racing drivers.

Across the corridor, a man in a pink one-piece racing suit walked towards Huai Tong.

With broad shoulders and long legs, and a superior head-to-body ratio, he is obviously the person who drove the pink sports car in the race just now.

The moment he was about to pass by, the man stopped beside Huai Tong.

Huai Tong didn't raise his eyes, and politely stepped aside.

It's just that the shadow cast by his side has not disappeared, and the man is still unwilling to leave.

Huai Tong simply put away the phone and said coldly, "Have you seen enough?"

"laugh."

With a silly laugh, the person in front of him took off his helmet, exposing his disheveled and sweaty pink fur to the air, his peach blossom eyes were burning like hooks, biting on Huai Tong's body tightly.

"You still dare to come back?"

Only then did Huai Tong look at people.

He finally remembered, the pink sports car.Among the people he knew, only this lunatic would like such a flamboyant color.

Jiang Chen, one of Huai Tong's friends who met in the racing circle when he first started racing.

The relationship between the two was good at first, but later due to some reasons, Huai Tong gradually lost his relationship with him.

Jiang Chen is too crazy, every time he brings bad things to Huai Tong.Huai Tong didn't want to have more contact with him, so he said perfunctorily, "Oh, goodbye."

The worries and longings accumulated for a year almost overwhelmed Jiang Chen. He suppressed the blood that was about to boil, and hid the thoughts that were about to spew out well. He gritted his teeth and trembled with every word he uttered: "It's so good. Well, it seems that even after being missing for a year, nothing has changed."

Still the same indifference to him.

Looking at Huaitong's unkind side face, Jiang Chen's red peach eyes were faintly stained with excitement, and he licked his lips.

Indifference, so what about indifference?

He is cheap, the more indifferent Huai Tong is to him, the more he belittles him, the more excited he is.

This is his low nature hidden in his bones, facing Huai Tong alone.

From the first time they met, Jiang Chen wanted Huai Tong to step him down with such eyes and let him go.

He loves Huai Tong so much that he misses Huai Tong for several years.

Huaitong ignored him, and didn't want to talk to Jiang Chenduo, and wanted to leave past him.

But Jiang Chen didn't want to let Huai Tong go, so he turned around extremely quickly, wanting to hold Huai Tong's hand, his voice was a little out of control: "Where do you want to run again?!"

How long do you want to disappear! !

It's just that Jiang Chen's hand didn't touch Huai Tong, and was shot off in mid-air. Lu Zhixue held Huai Tong in his arms and looked at him coldly.

The eyes like poisonous snakes are cold and frightening.

Jiang Chen's eyes immediately turned blood red.

He knew Lu Zhixue.

The dog next to Huai Tong, the dog he hates the most.

The author has something to say: I am not satisfied with the writing, I will change it later.

It's not a professional racing car... Just take a look at it casually. . .I wrote too badly QAQ

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