Chapter 40 is about to become popular, the harm is not high, but the insult is very strong...
The scolding of the little raccoon came from the intercom.
"Benjamin's fucking grandson, he set up such a crappy racing track during the preparatory training, but the venue for the official competition is completely different, so we have become acquainted with loneliness?" Edward made a right change to overtake, and satirized him on the intercom,
" Come on, it's as if you had a chance to bump into a car during the preparatory training."
Little raccoon: "I don't have a chance, but you have a chance?"
Yang Xuan and Huo Chenye have already passed ahead, Zhou Wei is the closest to the god of death, The chatter on the walkie-talkie kept popping out, but she turned a deaf ear to it.
Because she suddenly found that something was wrong with the scene, "Everyone, don't let your guard down, hurry up and pass this section, the god of death seems to be moving!"
The little raccoon glanced to the side, "It's moving? Isn't this a special effect?"
Just finished speaking, I saw a hand that was bigger than the Sydney Opera House stretched out from under the red cloak, and slowly raised it into the air. In an instant, a long section of the track was darkened.
The little raccoon was far behind, and when he saw the big hand raised, he finally realized something was wrong, and his voice was a bit heart-piercing, "Edward, hurry up——! Death will tear down the bridge!" At this time,
Edward Already under the shadow of the big hand, the vision was getting darker and darker, Edward stepped on the accelerator, and even closed his eyes resignedly.
The moment he was about to pass, the magnificent Golden Gate Bridge was snapped off by the palm of death. Edward opened his eyes. In front of him was the bustling west coast, and behind him were the wreckage of the broken bridge and the abyss. Countless cars crashed into the icy waters of the Pacific Ocean, and a few cars, such as the little raccoon, were left forever on the second half of the broken bridge, never having a chance to move forward.
"Oh, friends," the little raccoon lamented, "Brothers are telling you with practical actions that Benjamin is really a grandson."
He paused, "Don't worry about anything, just go straight ahead."
On the leaderboard, the bronze and cast iron nameplates went from No. 128 onwards, everyone's head was blacked out, a bright red cross was drawn on it, and a huge "dead" brand was buckled off, and the length of the leaderboard was instantly shortened.
At the same time, every second, the nouns on the leaderboard are flipping up and down.
The barrage exclaimed:
[Damn it! Death demolished the bridge! This game is too fucking exciting. In less than 15 minutes, more than 70 cars were directly eliminated! 】
【Old Swan, my palms are sweating, but fortunately, driver No. 4 passed in a thrilling way! 】
【What? ? How many cars are left in our fleet? ]
[There are four cars left, and two of them were left directly on the broken bridge, game over. 】
【Car God Yang Xuan is currently ranked 49th, and has already led the team to the forefront! The car god rushes the duck! ]
At this time, Yang Xuan had already passed the Golden Gate Bridge, and reminded his teammates on the walkie-talkie: "Everyone, after getting off the bridge, there is an urban road section, and the road conditions are complicated, so be prepared." Huo Shenye &
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