Urban Counterattack: My One Dollar Instant Kill System

On the edge of the Jiangcheng New District, the No. 6 overpass is like a majestic steel monster, spanning the intersection of the bustling city and the wilderness.

At this moment, a team of supercars and luxury cars, like shooting stars, pierced the night sky, breaking the silence of the place.

Today, this land has ushered in a group of middle-aged uncles with shy bellies and thick waists and extraordinary bearing.

Dressed in designer clothes and smiling, they seem to add a unique landscape to this fast and furious bridge in a chic and slightly humorous way today.

Huo Yunjie, a tycoon in the business world, is a recognized master in the racing circle.

He stood in front of the crowd, holding a walkie-talkie, and his voice was deep and powerful: "We start from Exit A, regardless of the model, whoever crosses this elevated road first will win." "

Lin Fan, a low-key young talent who has repeatedly achieved great results in the business field, responded without hesitation after hearing Huo Yunjie's challenge: "Everything is up to arrangement. "

Huo Yunjie glanced at Lin Fan's unmodified Pagani, and a contemptuous smile was outlined at the corner of his mouth: "Although your Pagani is top-notch, I am afraid that there is still some heat in front of my carefully tuned McLaren, whose horsepower has doubled." "

He proudly boasted that although McLaren's original price was slightly lower than Pagani's, it had far surpassed the former in terms of the cost of later modifications, and the overall performance had already jumped to the super-class level.

In order to show his undisputed advantage, Huo Yunjie decided to switch to a GTR that he drove and helped him win many championships on the track.

His gaze was fixed on Lin Fan like a cheetah locking onto its prey, as if he had foreseen the arrival of victory: "I will compete with you with this car." "

Ling Jinyu, the woman who had rejected Huo Yunjie's pursuit countless times, was quietly watching all this from the side at the moment.

She is well aware of Huo Yunjie's deep background in the field of racing, and it was he who threw out the bet "as long as you can win me on the racing track, it will no longer appear in your life".

Since then, she has inspired her determination to practice her driving skills, and although she has not yet reached the height of Huo Yunjie, she has become one of the best amateur drivers.

However, what made Ling Jinyu have mixed feelings in her heart was that the person who accepted the challenge this time was actually Lin Fan.

Unexpectedly, the same bet would be practiced by Lin Fan on her behalf.

In the face of Huo Yunjie's arrogance and underestimation of his driving skills, Lin Fan's eyes were firm and resolute: "I will use this car to fight." "

I saw Lin Fan walking towards a seemingly ordinary Santana, and there was a lot of people around him.

"How is it possible? Take Santana against GTR, isn't this an egg hitting a stone?".

"If you start, you will be thrown off a few streets, Huo Yunjie is a professional racing driver!".

"How could such a shrewd person as Lin Fan make a low-level mistake in such a thing?".

However, Lin Fan has his own fortune in his heart.

He just wants to completely crush Huo Yunjie in the most unexpected way in the most self-righteous field of the other party, so that he can deeply experience his own insignificance and powerlessness.

His eyes were like stars in the night, shining with determination and determination, as if to announce to the world that victory or defeat is not determined by the performance of the vehicle alone.

Huo Yunjie watched coldly, sneering in his heart, the reason why he chose to relegate the car.

That's because he has a lot of racing skills and a lot of practical experience.

However, at this moment, Lin Fan unexpectedly drove a classic Santana with power far inferior to GTR.

In Huo Yunjie's eyes, this is nothing more than trying to pretend to be false and hide his strength in a low-key manner.

But the most likely result is to shoot yourself in the foot and become the laughing stock of everyone.

"Young people, don't pretend at that time, but become the focus of the audience. Huo Yunjie sneered, and then he sat in the GTR without hesitation, started the engine, and a low and powerful roar instantly tore through the silence of the night sky.

The two cars were ready to go on the starting track, and the race officially began when the track monitor announcer confirmed that everything was ready.

With the referee's order, GTR and Santana sped out like arrows from the string.

Unsurprisingly, in its infancy.

Santana's power disadvantage was immediately apparent, and the GTR was thrown away like a beast, leaving only a red shadow of the tail lights that gradually lengthened.

However, Lin Fan, who was driving Santana, had the same face as usual, as if he had made up his mind, and he had already made up his mind before acting.

At this moment, those business giants who have been in the mall for a long time and have entered middle age seem to have regained their long-lost youthful blood.

They screamed and cheered selflessly, and their emotions were high.

Huo Yunjie looked at Santana who was drifting away through the rearview mirror, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but outline an arrogant smile: "With your ability, you still want to compete with me? "

Huo Yunjie turned the accumulated depression at the cocktail party into a fierce throttle force under his feet, and the GTR was like a swimming dragon, lightly passing through the first corner.

As the track progresses, the corners become denser and steeper.

Huo Yunjie relied on his perfect driving skills to continuously turn corners at high speed, announcing that the goddess of victory had smiled at him every moment.

The spectators on the side of the track held their breath and watched the distance between the two cars displayed on the big screen getting bigger and bigger, and they all regretted and discussed.

It was a mistake to think that Lin Fan was too impulsive this time, and he actually chose a car with weaker performance to challenge the professional players.

However, Lin Fan always remained calm and composed, driving Santana behind unhurriedly, without showing the slightest anxious look.

Suddenly, there was a screeching sound of tires rubbing against the ground in the distance, Lin Fan smiled slightly, he knew that Huo Yunjie was about to approach the fifth corner, which was the place where he had carefully planned a counterattack - the starting corner.

I saw Lin Fan decisively step on the accelerator to the end, and Santana instantly burst out with an amazing acceleration force, like a long-dormant cheetah, quickly narrowing the distance with the GTR in front.

In the next few corners, Huo Yunjie, who originally thought that the victory was in his hands and was slightly relaxed, suddenly noticed the abnormality.

The sound of air waves from behind him came from far and near, and the black dots in the rearview mirror quickly amplified, making his heart suddenly tighten: "How is it possible, he has caught up?".

Although he did relax a bit after taking the lead and didn't go all out for the sprint.

But in his mind, the title of this race is firmly sealed.

But he never expected that when he entered the seventh corner, Lin Fan's Santana followed closely behind like a ghost, and he couldn't get rid of it no matter what.

A thrilling chase was staged, and every time Huo Yunjie broke out of the corner, he could feel the pressure from Santana approaching step by step.

Especially when he was about to step into the tenth corner, Santana was almost about to overtake, which made Huo Yunjie break out in a cold sweat.

However, fear often makes reality more brutal.

As he entered Turn 13 and was about to face the 13th Turn of Death, Santana showed unprecedented bravery and determination.

In the process of cornering at high speed, even Huo Yunjie, who has experienced a hundred battles, could not fully control the body and stop Lin Fan's counterattack.

At that moment, Santana drifted sideways like a dancer and cut inside with incredible precision, successfully surpassing the GTR.

"No!" Huo Yunjie let out a groan of disbelief in his heart.

He never imagined that the seemingly ordinary Santana would bring him such a fatal blow at the most critical moment.

At this moment, the Santana driven by Lin Fan is proud of the crowd with an unprecedented kingly demeanor, which shocked the audience.