Invincible starts from being an anchor

Chapter 282 Lightspeed Engine!

Bang!
After a loud bang.

Aston Martin suddenly flew up, and then drew a beautiful arc in the air, hitting the edge of the guardrail.

The young man who had insulted Xie Lang before was standing on his head in the cab, looking at Xie Lang in disbelief, the scene was a bit funny.

Fortunately, Xie Lang was merciful, otherwise this guy would definitely die.

"Fuck, what the hell is going on?"

"This... this bald head, isn't it too strong? Who can stand up to this?"

"It's awesome, I'm out of words, other than awesome, shit, I don't know how to describe this bald head."

There was a commotion.

Everyone's eyes widened, looking at Xie Lang's shining bald head in trepidation, all kinds of crap came out of their mouths.

The main thing is that this scene is really against the sky, a disagreement is a kick.

It was an Aston Martin worth tens of millions.

Let me be good, what is the identity of this bald head? Isn't he too fucking arrogant?
Seeing this scene, the owners of the Bugatti Veyron and Apollo swallowed subconsciously, and could not help but gasp.

The two of them seemed to feel a little bit lucky, thinking: Fortunately, I didn't argue with him just now, otherwise I would definitely be in the rhythm of overturning.

Thinking of this, the two slapped their hearts for the rest of their lives, and they almost didn't have a heart attack from being frightened by this kid.

"Damn it, I've always been a man of virtue to convince others, and I didn't listen to you when I told you the truth, so I forced me to do it."

After Xie Lang finished cursing, he patted his trouser legs, walked to the window of Chaoguang, and asked, "Can you compete with me now?"

This time, Chris was slightly stunned, and said: "Are you sure you want to play fair with me, and you don't need me to give up time??"

This guy was obviously cowardly when he said this.

Just kicking at Xie Lang, and daring to clamor to race with him, Chris knew that this guy must have good strength.

Xie Lang nodded and said: "Yes, it's a fair game. You don't need to give up the time. I won, and your car is mine. By the way, I'm here to call Huaxia Racing NO.1, can you do it?"

As soon as this remark came out, Xie Lang's words caused an uproar at the scene.

Even the audience at the scene recognized the strength of Xie Langhui's kung fu.

But it doesn't mean that he can beat others with a broken motorcycle.

If Chris's car is a Bugatti, Ferrari or something, they may still believe in a miracle.

But now, this bald man is using a motorcycle to challenge the super light of the car god Chris. First of all, let alone the problem of super light, he is a car god, and his driving skills are definitely not a problem.

If you kid had good skills, wouldn't you be famous a long time ago?How could he be an unknown person?
Shi Qi in the Mercedes Benz stared at Xie Lang in front of her in disbelief.

After this guy kicked the owner of the Aston Martin away, now he dares to challenge the car god Chris?
Xie Lang, this guy is really not surprising.

A few seconds later, Chris took out a cigar, took a deep puff, held the cigar in his left hand, pointed to Xie Lang, and said, "I accept your challenge, if you lose, I want you to kneel down and say Huaxia racers are rubbish!"

"no problem!"

"Let's get started." There was a frenzy in Chris's eyes.

No one has ever dared to challenge him so arrogantly.

To know that Chris beat the world invincible.

On the mountain roads all over the world, he has left an indelible legend.

And the appearance of Chaoguang made him experience the loneliness of being invincible and invincible.

but,

Nowadays.

A bald man on a motorcycle challenged him.

"It's over, we're doomed."

"I'm dizzy, how can a two-wheeled car outrun a four-wheeled car?"

"I guess the bald head disappeared as soon as Chaoguang took off."

The game hadn't even started yet, and most people had already seen that Xie Lang would lose.

"10..."

"9..."

"8..."

"7..."

"6..."

The instruments on the starting line have started the final countdown.

Xie Lang put on his helmet and sat on the Dodge Tomahawk.

Many people at the scene sweated for Xie Lang.

hum!
With the end of the final countdown, a deafening roar suddenly sounded at the scene.

Xie Lang's Dodge Tomahawk shot out like a cannonball, pulling out a golden flash on the scene.

"Is it...gold glitter?"

"Ah? Golden flash??? Could it be... this bald head is the silver flash that appeared on the thirteenth ring half a month ago?"

Someone recognized Xie Lang's identity, "It's him, and that silver flash is probably also him."

"My God, no?"

"This is impossible, my idol is actually a bald head!!"

Some people racing at the scene had all sorts of incredible expressions on their faces.

This is undoubtedly a fool's dream.

"Xie Lang is actually a silver flash?"

If Shi Qi was just surprised by Xie Lang's challenge to Chris just now, then at this moment, the words of those people outside completely stunned Shi Qi.

Surprised?

Yes!

You must know that half an hour ago, Shi Qi was still saying in front of Xie Lang that you didn't even know the silver flash.

Unexpectedly, the silver flash was actually himself.

"What's going on?? A motorcycle with a bald head... Speed... No... How is this possible?"

The staff responsible for explaining the game finally couldn't keep calm. He looked at the monitoring of each crossing and frowned tightly.

Compared to him, the shock felt by the people at the scene cannot be described in words.

What is going on?
What kind of speed is it that makes the commentary staff lose their composure?
The commentator also really wants to know, how does a motorcycle drive at such a terrifying speed?

This is no longer called speed, but the speed of light!
If it is said that in a straight line, a motorcycle with two wheels is faster than a private car with four wheels, it may be possible.

But on the Thirteenth Ring Road, the mountain road is rugged, how does he control it as a motorcyclist?

Except for slowing down the monitoring probe, only a golden flash can be seen vaguely, but he can't be seen at all.

This result stunned several staff members.

"It's too fast. The motorcycle driven by the bald head has already completed a lap and is on the way back, while Chris's super light has only completed half a lap."

Hearing the voice from the live broadcast, the crowd immediately boiled.

"Are you kidding me, the bald motorcycle finished a lap? Cheating."

"Impossible, only a few minutes before and after? Thirteenth Lang spent about 7 or 8 minutes last time, running the thirteenth ring, and this kid..."

Speaking of this, the man raised his wrist and looked at his watch, "It's only been less than 3 minutes!! It took only half the time to complete a lap? Is his motorcycle equipped with a light speed engine? "

It's really a light speed engine!

Xie Lang's Dodge Tomahawk was covered by his ability to use the sparkling fruit. It wasn't the motorcycle running at all, but the eight-foot mirror.

If Xie Lang is willing, he can go there and back again, at most it only takes the blink of an eye.

In order to keep a low profile, he deliberately slowed down a lot.

(End of this chapter)