The window was shattered, and the driver in the sports car was obviously frightened. The front of the car swayed from side to side. It took a while before the car stopped in front.
"Oh shit!"
The speedster stuck his head out and glared at Chu He fiercely. He pressed the headset in his ear with his left hand and shouted, "That kid smashed my car."
Chu He saw three sports cars in front of him with their high headlights turned on, approaching with fierce momentum and threatening to smash him into pieces. A smile appeared on his handsome face, he threw away the cigarette butt with a snap of his fingers, turned on the ignition and pushed the gear to meet them.
Before joining the army, Chu He would occasionally play fast cars without any hindrance, and of course it was Qingyu's car. Even his pocket money was strictly controlled by his aunt. Let alone racing, he couldn't even fill up with gas. But his skills
Quite outstanding. He not only knocked down Qin Tianbao, who is known as the best brother of the Three Rings. He even competed with those underground racers and won more and lost less. He is not very famous, but in the eyes of those who have seen him racing, Chuhe Run
He looks like a complete lunatic.
All modern performance are average, and in the eyes of normal people, they should not and do not have the ability to drag racing. But Chu He is not a normal person. He is a pervert who is not afraid of bullets and bullets. Even if he speeds up to 200 yards, the car will be unstable.
He dared to jump out of the car and escape even if the car overturned. He was sure that he would only get a few scratches. Therefore, compared with normal people, his survival rate in drag racing is much higher.
When a grudge match removes the risk of human life, no one dares to lose their temper.
Bang!
Chu He turned the steering wheel hard and knocked away a sports car that was drifting around corners. The sports car rubbed against the guardrail for dozens of meters before coming to a stop. The guardrail broke and the sports car was shattered. Thick smoke was everywhere.
The driver was overwhelmed and got out of the car. Seeing the remaining three cars whizzing away, he stamped his feet and cursed: "Pervert!"
Modern performance is really not good enough. Chuhe's rear disc felt unstable several times around high-speed corners, as if he and the car were flying out. However, the two sports cars in front of him saw a companion being hit and flew away. They also looked cautious and could not help but feel cautious.
Don't dare to be careless in the slightest.
If a professional driver saw this scene before him, he would definitely be very interested in the drivers of Hyundai. After all, not just any cat or dog would dare to compete with Hyundai and sports cars.
The speed has reached 180, which is basically the limit. No matter how fast Chuhe is, he has no guarantee that the car will not overturn when turning. Besides, since he ran away, he was preparing to win. If he just wanted to save his life, he would not destroy the Hyundai.
Hiss——
Walking side by side with the sports car in front, Chu He suddenly turned the steering wheel. He immediately pushed the opponent to the side of the road. After a violent jolt, the sports car overturned in the street, causing violent flames on the ground. On the other hand, looking at Chu He's Hyundai, the car door
It was also knocked shaky and might fall off at any time.
Wuwuwu——
The traffic police noticed the speed racing phenomenon and chased after them with sirens blaring. They gave the drivers a stern warning to turn off the engine and get out of the vehicle.
However, the last racer wants to fight Chu He to the end, so he will not pay attention to the warning of the traffic police. Chu He is even more fearless. Before joining the army, he dared to race against the wind when he was young and ignorant. Now, although he is calm and down-to-earth, he is not afraid of trouble.
They stepped on the accelerator hard and got entangled with the sports car, making a deafening impact.
Fortunately, there are very few pedestrians on this road, and because it is late at night, there are not many vehicles. So you can drive without any worries. But even so, several cars that were frightened by the flying sports car still pulled over and stopped.
. Those who took pictures with their mobile phones were full of excitement, and those who jumped to their feet and yelled were furious.
Driving on a straight road depends purely on the performance of the car. No matter how good the driver is when driving a Chery, he may not be able to keep up with the rookie driving a Ferrari. If there are many curves, you need to be more technical. But like Chu He driving a Hyundai, or a drag racer driving a sports car, as long as the opponent's skills are
It's not too bad. The chance of winning is actually not great. But the car in front of me is neither a straight road nor a curve. Maybe the racing enthusiasts think that this is a car accident that can happen at any time. But they didn't expect that Chuhe would hit him when he came up.
Two cars flipped over. This indirectly increased the psychological pressure on the last driver. He was restrained in running and did not dare to be too harsh.
Only twenty kilometers away, Chu He was already at loggerheads with the last sports car. However, his Hyundai was already in pieces, with even the bumpers falling off and the doors loosening and tightening, threatening to fly off at any time. However, the other side's sports car was still there.
It was intact. As long as the driver was more ruthless, he might be able to kill Chu He in one go.
It's just a pity that the driver wanted to hit Chu He, and it would be better if he could hit him so hard that he couldn't get out of bed for a year and a half. But he didn't dare to risk his own life, so he was very cautious about making the move.
On the other hand, Chu He looked different. He looked indifferent. When he seized an excellent turning opportunity, he stepped on the accelerator and pressed hard.
Hiss, hiss—
Fierce sparks bloomed from the car body. Chuhe's car swerved and the high-speed car hit the roadblock and flew out in the air.
Bang!
The sports car landed with a bang, making a violent noise.
Onlookers on the roadside stared at the scene of the car accident in stunned silence, feeling shuddering all over their bodies. They couldn't help but secretly wipe the cold sweat from their foreheads, and felt that their legs were weak.
When the driver of the sports car climbed out with difficulty, his head was bleeding and he was staggering every step of the way.
Chu He glanced indifferently at the angry driver, lit a cigarette, and walked away.
Drag racing? If you don’t dare to go all out, don’t go out and embarrass yourself.
…
Xu Weiyu returned home in a rather depressed mood. After taking a shower, she had no appetite for the late-night snack prepared by her mother. She wrapped herself in her nightgown and returned to her room to prepare for tomorrow's class lectures.
Eleven o'clock.
With slightly sour eyes, Xu Weiyu took off his glasses, intending to browse the news for a while and then take a rest.
She didn't like to read entertainment gossip since she was a child, and her focus was mostly on current affairs and international news. First, she glanced at the recent international news, which was quite hot. After eating a crystal clear pear, she was about to turn off the computer and go to sleep.
At that moment, the local news popping up in the corner caught her attention.
The title is Hot Racing on the Northern Ring Road.
Xu Weiyu lived near Beihuan Road, so he got there by accident.
The content of the news is concise and concise. A Hyundai raced on the road with three extremely high-performance sports cars, and crashed all three sports cars with one against three. Then it drove away, hiding its merits and fame.
It was obvious that the guy who posted the news was an online geek, and his vocabulary was quite lively and interesting. But it cheered up the exhausted Xu Weiyu.
There were three sports cars that provoked Chu He before. Chu He’s car was even more modern——
Xu Weiyu dragged down, trying to find evidence from the pictures.
As expected, the vehicles that were smashed to pieces were those extremely arrogant sports cars. Although they were knocked out of their prototypes, they could not escape Xu Weiyu's keen sight. But - were these cars hit by Chuhe?
He had behaved so cowardly and low-key before, and didn't even have the courage to fight back verbally. Why did he bravely crash into the car after getting out of the car?
Xu Weiyu sat in front of the computer in a daze, looking in a daze.
I don't know how much time passed, but a faint smile appeared on Xu Weiyu's snow-white face, which was rosy after taking a shower. She secretly blamed herself for not knowing what was good and what was good, and actually mistaking Chu He's kindness as cowardice.
Judging from the extent of damage to these three sports cars, it is not difficult to imagine that Chuhe's Hyundai was probably wiped out. And with such a serious impact, if Xu Weiyu was really in the car, could he have withstood the physical and mental challenges caused by rapid racing and violent crashes?
Woolen cloth?
Xu Weiyu, who never drives more than 60 yards in urban areas on weekdays, gave a fair evaluation of her acceptable driving speed: her heart can't bear it.
Everyone overestimates their own endurance to some extent. But even she herself thinks that she cannot accept the rapid racing. How can Chuhe dare to drive her in the car?
There was a slight inexplicable emotion in Xu Weiyu's heart. Xu Weiyu was not angry at Chu He's racing behavior, which was obviously something only poor students could do. On the contrary, there was actually some faint joy in her heart.
"mom--"
Xu Weiyu got out of the room and hugged her mother who watched TV until late at night after her retirement: "I'm hungry!"
"Damn baby." The loving mother patted the woman's plump buttocks. "You will torture me."
Xu Weiyu smiled like a little girl and said coquettishly: "Mom is the best."
…
He found a nearby car repair shop and threw the Hyundai in. Chu He held a cigarette in the corner of his mouth, took out his phone and walked on the cold road.
"Hello."
Muzi's unexpected voice came from the phone.
"Asleep?" Chu He smiled.
"No," Muzi said. "I'm playing chess with Beifeng, and I plan to have a hot pot later. Will the young master come over?"
"Forget it. I don't want to disturb you guys from having sex." Chu He said with a smile. "Do something for me."
"Say." Muzi replied simply.
"Do you think someone hired a racing gang to hit me with their car? How should I retaliate?" Chu He puffed out a puff of smoke and joked.
There was silence on the other side of the phone for a while, then he said, "Who?"
His tone became extremely cold. There was a murderous intent that even Chu He on the other side of the microphone could smell.
Before Chuhe could answer, Muzi added: "Kill."
"That's not a crime. We are not crazy monsters who kill whole families at every turn." Chu He said with a smile. "Let's give him a beating."
Chu He renewed his cigarette and added: "Break a leg."
