With the reminder from the short-haired man, the pretty blond girl discovered all the magic hidden behind the motorcycle.

The short-haired man is called Liu Fei, and he is a master who is like a magic needle in the club. His family is quite wealthy, not even a tens-billion consortium, but there are still several billions.

When the wealth reaches a certain level, it is basically impossible to spend it all. Therefore, Liu Fei has almost never worried about money since he was a child. He does not have the problems that the second generation of rich people have. The only thing that worries his family is his love for motorcycles.

Heartbroken.

It also makes people feel more at ease if they like driving - meat wrapped in iron is always safer than meat wrapped in iron, right?

However, Liu Fei does have a strong talent in racing motorcycles, and he has become a top expert in the imperial capital just by relying on his own exploration.

Of course, his level can only be regarded as a private expert. No one would dare to claim to be a professional without having been to the Cayman Islands!

What everyone likes is excitement, not irritation to others...so they also pay great attention to safety when racing in the venue. All kinds of protective gear are top-notch, and all safety measures are also complete.

There are five people participating in tonight's challenge - Yang Hongru is definitely going to play. In order to show their attention, the club directly sent out all the four top players at the bottom of the box.

These four masters are very distinctive: a pretty blonde girl, a short-haired guy, a middle-aged uncle and a long-haired man... Under the background of his peers, Yang Hongru's painting style is not so strange.

"Don't you want professional protective gear?" the pretty blond girl asked Yang Hongru before setting off.

Yang Hongru waved his hand: "No need..."

Just kidding! As long as the car is safe enough, protective gear is useless!

And Yang Hongru’s body strength is not higher than that of protective gear? Even if the protective gear falls to pieces, he won’t even scratch his skin! Body strengthening is so arrogant!

The blond woman stopped asking. She was very curious about what kind of evil boss was hiding under the Minion's helmet - racing in a cute panda-painted little sheep? He was definitely sick!

There are surveillance cameras throughout the venue. These high-definition speed cameras can capture the performance of every motorcycle and every driver. The large screens outside the venue can present excellent visual effects.

This challenge aroused great interest among the club members - little sheep challenges the big displacement devil? It’s funny just thinking about it!

You know, this kind of private competition does not limit the displacement of motorcycles. You just ask others to accommodate you...The quality of the motorcycle is also an important aspect of the competition.

Here, you have the ability to strap the "Fat Five" auxiliary thruster to the back seat without anyone caring about you!

Yang Hongru likes such rules very much, but this is just a deceptive appearance of the engine. In fact, hidden under the cute little sheep appearance is a wild and violent power system.

Let’s put it this way, the original Little Sheep motorcycle weighs more than 100 kilograms. But after he modified it, the weight of this thing is more than three tons... Why did Yang Hongru have to equip this thing with a self-balancing system?

If the broken thing falls over, most people will definitely not be able to help it up!

Don't look down on the three tons of dead weight. The Doudin tank from back then was so heavy!

Where does this three-ton weight come from? Yang Hongru tried his best to integrate it into the body of the car!

When he opened the dashboard, he could see densely packed buttons. Each button corresponded to some kind of crazy function... Anyway, regardless of whether it was used or not, Yang Hongru equipped the little sheep first!

The starting gun sounded, and the club's four motorcycles roared out. The large displacement brought powerful power, and they disappeared from Yang Hongru's eyes in less than ten seconds.

Yang Hongru slowly opened the dashboard, then pressed a button gently and said: "Enable voice driving mode!"

"Hello, your voice assistant - Panda is at your service!" A soft voice came from the small speaker of the motorcycle.

audience:......

After working together for a long time, you can call me "Classmate Xiaoai"? Don't think that changing the name means it's not artificial intelligence!

Yang Hongru looked around and said with a smile: "Let the motorcycle run for a while..."

Everyone:......

You bad old man is so bad! I believe you! Don’t think you can turn the tables by adding a smart speaker!

dream!

"Play music--The shrimp catcher..." Yang Hongru slowly turned on the background music. A racing car without BGM has no soul. The essence of motorcycle racing is to walk all the way and roar all the way, and look all the way...

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The so-called extreme natural trend, not having a big loudspeaker on a motorcycle is definitely heresy!

After the intense music played, Yang Hongru finally started. After he clicked two more buttons, the trunk of the Little Sheep made two crisp sounds, and two black nozzles protruded out.

"This is..." an eagle-eyed spectator exclaimed.

A well-informed man loses expression management: "This is... a booster rocket!"

In the crisp chug sound, Yang Hongru and his motorcycle disappeared instantly.

"Transform!" Yang Hongru roared against the strong wind.

"Okay..." the artificial intelligence assistant Panda immediately executed, and a thin wind guide structure immediately appeared on the front of the motorcycle. The body designer of the Little Sheep is not aerodynamic, but with this layer

After the wind guide structure, there will be no cold wind blowing randomly on the face.

The little sheep's wheels spin very fast, and this kind of speed is simply not what a 125-displacement engine can provide.

Yes! Yang Hongru changed the heart of the little sheep! The heart of the little sheep uses the first-generation mecha engine!

That’s right! The first-generation mecha engines burned oil!

At that time, the distinction between mechas and tanks was not very high, and wheeled mechas were almost an evolved version of tanks.

However, the engine of a mecha is always a mecha engine, and the technology contained in it is firmly beyond the current level of the earth. Let's put it this way, if the engine of the little sheep is installed into a fighter jet, our 20-year-old girl can chase the 35-year-old Yingjiang

Ji Mantian ran away.

However, Yang Hongru has no idea of ​​spreading technology out. The scientific progress of a country and a nation cannot rely on individual cheating. Technology needs to be accumulated, and talents need to be cultivated... Relying solely on the leadership of one person is not practical and will not last long.

China's technological level cannot understand the material and principle of the mecha engine at all. If Yang Hongru rashly hands over the finished product when the technological foundation is immature, it may eventually affect China's talent structure, policy tilt... and even affect other countries.

Development of the field.

So Yang Hongru could make these things for fun, but it would be difficult to revitalize China with these things. The rise of a country and a nation always depends on the power of the group.

The little sheep motorcycle equipped with a mecha heart started to catch up as if it were taking off from the ground, quickly catching up with the club's riders at an average speed of 455 kilometers per hour.

Then the little sheep left its elegant taillights and drifted away, finally stopping at the finish line and waiting for its opponents to arrive belatedly.

The pretty blond girl looked at Yang Hongru with a ghostly look on her face: "Are you really a little sheep?"

Yang Hongru touched the car body: "If it's fake, we guarantee it will be replaced!"

"Bah! I believed you! Whose little sheep can drive more than 400 mph?" The pretty blond girl complained while checking the data: "You are a small land plane!"

Yang Hongru shrugged: "No one can say that it's modified! Do you really think I'm stupid enough to play with you on a scooter?"

All right!

What you said makes sense!

But no matter how I think about it, I feel very angry!

How will we meet people in the future? How will we talk about this matter in the future?

The four top players of the Imperial City Club were wiped out by a group of sheep?

People will laugh to death!
Chapter completed!