Under everyone's gaze, the Rolls-Royce Dawn crossed the finish line at extreme speed and stopped on the side of the road with a seemingly beautiful 360-degree rotation.
The ear-piercing sound of tire noise not only did not make people think it was an uncomfortable noise, but instead stimulated everyone to cheer like chicken blood, and whistles sounded continuously.
"Welcome the new car god back!"
When Su Haoran opened the car door and stepped out of the car, bathed in the white smoke emitted by the friction of the wheels, a sexy-looking racing babe suddenly screamed with excitement.
racer!
racer!
racer!
Immediately, uniform cheers rang out.
Some brave racing kids ran up to Su Haoran and asked for a photo.
Some racing drivers also gathered around to send congratulations to Su Haoran.
"Brother, do you know? In this roundabout race on the mountain road, you took less than twenty minutes and tied the fastest record for this mountain road race."
"Brother, you are so awesome. You even tied Yao Ying's fastest record and beat the snowmobile god Jiang Bufan. Can you compete with me in the future? I know I can't beat you, but I will follow you.
It can also improve my own performance a lot.”
"Car God, there will be a million-dollar championship race in Kyoto next year. Do you want to participate?"
For a time, Su Haoran was even more enthusiastic than when Jiang Bufan came.
If they knew that Su Haoran had two fights and killed more than thirty people in the past twenty minutes, they don't know what they would think.
Bang!
Just when the atmosphere was extremely heated, the sound of a gunshot silenced everyone instantly, and some timid people even ran away with their heads in their hands.
Su Haoran turned around and saw that the club manager was walking towards Su Haoran holding a golden Desert Eagle and said with a gloomy face: "I never expected that you could come back alive."
Su Haoran tilted his head slightly, looked at the manager coldly, and said in a disdainful tone: "Then what?"
"Then, I want to ask you, where is Jiang Bufan?" When the manager asked this question, everyone was stunned at the same time.
Only then did they realize that Su Haoran was back, but driving the GT, the snowmobile god who had always been leading was nowhere to be seen.
"He is already dead."
Su Haoran's words caused a gasp. Sure enough, the birth of a new god often means the fall of the old god.
Su Haoran continued: "At the small turntable on the mountainside, he and his car went to hell together."
"What about Li Hai?" the manager asked loudly, his face changing.
Su Haoran asked knowingly: "You mean the Lianzhou Car King? Didn't he leave before the race? What, did he come back to seek death?"
After asking this question, Su Haoran strode towards the manager, with an undisguised murderous intent flashing across his eyes.
Under Su Haoran's overbearing pressure, the manager felt weak and involuntarily stepped back step by step, shouting with a fierce heart: "Stop, believe it or not, I will beat you to death?"
"Don't believe it!" Su Haoran said in a provocative tone: "If you have the guts, just shoot! If you are still a man, don't hesitate."
"Okay, you forced me to do this!" The manager held the Desert Eagle flat and pulled the trigger with his index finger.
Bang!
The gunfire rang out again, and half of the people watching suddenly closed their eyes, and many racing babies were so frightened that they screamed.
Immediately, he pointed his gun at Su Haoran's manager. His right hand suddenly let go, and the Desert Eagle fell to the ground. His body softened and he fell to the ground with a plop.
"how
Is he the one who died?" A racing driver who opened his eyes suddenly exclaimed.
"Damn, Manager Jiao was killed, who shot him?"
"It's over. Jiao Yingjun is from the Jiao family in Shengzhou. Whoever kills him will have no place in Province L, right?"
"Che Shen, it's okay, Che Shen is fine."
Yes, it was the manager of the racing club who was killed.
His head was shot through by a bullet, and blood pooled under his body.
At the same time, a loud but slightly old voice sounded, "Jiao Yingjun is guilty of murdering the pillars of the country and deserves to be punished! This racing club will be closed down by the military starting today!"
Everyone looked up and saw a tall old man wearing a military trench coat walking from the mountain road with a gun in his right hand.
Behind the old man, there were twenty soldiers armed with live ammunition.
"Old sir, do you mean me when you say the pillar of the country?" Su Haoran looked at the old man and asked with a smile.
The old man walked up to Su Haoran, with burning light in his eyes. He looked up and down several times and asked with a smile: "Why, do you think you are not worthy of being the pillar of the country?"
What surprised the old man was that Su Haoran said confidently: "Of course I can afford it."
"Okay, that's right. This confident and arrogant character is suitable for joining the army."
The old man's words made Su Haoran suddenly frown.
The old man continued: "Let me introduce myself. I am the person in charge of the Central Military Region of Daxia. I am the patron king Li Xiran. I am one of the second batch of war gods after the founding of Daxia. The world also calls me the Army God of War."
Junshan God of War!
Backer King!
These two titles shocked the entire racing club into silence.
Over the past 100 years since the founding of the Great Xia Empire, countless top-notch warriors have appeared. In addition to the ten legendary war gods of the founding generation, there are six most famous among the second batch of war gods, and one of them is the patron king Li Xiran.
Su Haoran's eyes flashed with golden light, and he saw forty-nine light spots as bright as the sun in the body of this sixty-year-old man.
What does this mean?
This shows that Li Xiran has opened forty-nine human body secrets, and his strength is truly unfathomable.
Li Xiran raised his hand and patted Su Haoran's shoulder, and said with satisfaction: "Join the Central War Zone, and I'll guarantee that you will become a general and a marquis within three years. How about that?"
"Not interested in!"
Su Haoran shook his head and said: "I am the husband of a woman, and I have a daughter who is under one month old. I don't want to be a soldier."
"I……"
"Old leader, I've told you before that his promotion was untrue, but you don't believe it."
At this moment, the God of War Ling Feng appeared.
The commander of the Tiger Army, White Horse Champion, who was also one of the Eight Horses of the North, walked to Li Xiran's side with his hands behind his back, tilted his neck and said: "This kind of person can only be defeated. But you, old leader, will definitely not
I would fight with him because that would be bullying the younger, but I, Ling Feng, are different. I am a few years older than him, so fighting with him is not bullying him."
"Ling Feng?"
"Oh my god, the God of War Ling Feng is here too. This Su Haoran turns out to be a great god, and he actually attracted two generations of Gods of War to come for him."
"I remembered that two months ago, the God of War Ling Feng was hunted down, and it was Su Haoran who saved him. At that time, he fought against the four great masters alone, and it was broadcast live on TV and the Internet."
After nearly two months, some people still remember Su Haoran's efforts to save Ling Feng.
Just because someone said it out loud, Su Haoran once again became the focus of everyone's attention.
Frankly speaking, Su Haoran was a little unhappy with Ling Feng's aggressiveness and was equally domineering.
Tao said: "Ling Feng, you couldn't defeat me last time, and you won't get any benefits this time either. Go back and forth wherever you go, don't be an eyesore in front of me."
"Good boy, I like your madness. Come on, let's have another fight."
"I think you're asking for a beating!"
Just when the two were at war with each other, Li Xiran stood between them.
It can be seen that Li Xiran admired Su Haoran too much. Seeing that the temptation was not enough, he persuaded in an elder's tone: "Haoran, you are very good and a smart person. Have you ever thought about anyone's
The road to rise will not be smooth. Just like today, you killed so many people on the mountain road. Without me and Ling Feng, do you think these people were killed in vain?"
Su Haoran narrowed his eyes slightly and did not refute Li Xiran.
At the same time, the soldiers behind Li Xiran began to drive away the crowd of onlookers.
This prevents the subsequent conversation between Li Xiran and Su Haoran from being heard by others.
Li Xiran continued: "We, the Daxia Empire, have the same military and police duties. If you have a military status, you will have special law enforcement powers. As long as you kill bad guys in the future, no one can use your power to target you. You must understand that joining the army
the benefits of."
Su Haoran still didn't answer, but he was somewhat moved.
After all, he is not the Xianwu Emperor in his previous life, and Daxia is a harmonious society. Sometimes he really doesn't dare to be too presumptuous in doing things.
"Old leader!"
Ling Feng suddenly interrupted the conversation between Li Xiran and Su Haoran. He was afraid that Li Xiran would really take Su Haoran under his command, so he quickly interrupted the conversation, "How about we make a bet?"
"Xiao Feng, what else do you want to bet on?" Li Xiran asked with a smile.
"Better bet on him!"
Ling Feng was stronger than the last time he faced Su Haoran. He raised his hand and pointed at Su Haoran's nose, and said confidently: "I have to fight him today. If I win, I will capture him directly."
Tianguan in the north. If I can't defeat him, he will return to lead you."
"Do I have to fight?"
Li Xiran looked at Su Haoran and said in a tentative tone: "Haoran, if you don't agree, I won't bet with him. He is the God of War in the North, and he has gathered the resources of a large military region. Even though you have only been together for two months,
I don’t know, but I can tell you for sure that Xiaofeng now has the combat power to challenge the top twelve on the Heavenly Ranking!"
snort!
Su Haoran snorted softly and said more forcefully than Ling Feng: "I've already seen him unhappy and was about to beat him up."
"Beat me, come on, come on, let me see what you are capable of!"
Like a tiger hunting a rabbit, Ling Feng flew towards Su Haoran, his right fist burst out from the side of his waist, and the wind from the punch made the clothes on Su Haoran's chest dent.
It can be seen from just one punch that Ling Feng's strength is several times stronger than two months ago.
Su Haoran also had a high fighting spirit. He stepped forward with his waist and horse together to attack, and struck out with a whip from his back.
Bang!
The two fists collided together, and then they took three steps back at the same time.
"Huh? Above the extreme realm!" Ling Feng's expression changed. He was greatly surprised by Su Haoran's improvement in strength.
In Ling Feng's view, he is the country's God of War. With the country's resources invested in his training, it is natural that he will make rapid progress. But what does Su Haoran have?
"The Twelve Secret Treasures are the same as me?!" Su Haoran was also shocked.
At this time, he used his clairvoyance to observe Ling Feng and found that the two of them had opened the same number of human body secrets.
Su Haoran was also amazed in his heart. He thought that with the help of his meritorious astrolabe, it was natural for him to make rapid progress, but what did Ling Feng have?
PS: Thank you Zunmeng, the 33rd generation successor of Tianyan Tong, Chen_kang for the reward!