My autobiography cannot be a tragedy

Chapter 145 Don't Mess Around
"Fate... hit?!"

The difference between black and white is very conspicuous. Almost everyone present saw the eye-catching white on the black Ferrari.

"Wow~" The audience erupted instantly!
After nearly three minutes of the cat catching the mouse, the two sides switched positions in an instant. Meng Lang, who was originally on the hunted side, unexpectedly made a beautiful counter-kill with an astonishing maneuver similar to returning a carbine!

"What happened just now? Do you have a slow motion playback!"

"It's so handsome!" "My heart can't take it anymore!"

"What's the name of the Porsche driver? The masked driver? Uh... well, whoever he is, I'm a fan!"

"Masked rider, I love you!"

Suddenly there were bursts of screams and cheers.

"Awesome!" Hu Yifei clenched his hands into fists, looking dazzled.

Laymen watching the excitement, only those insiders know how amazing that action was just now.

Hu Yifei's heart was excited, but Hong Shijie's smile, which had been sure of winning, froze on his face.

"What are you talking about! It's only one point, and it's not a win. Maybe it's a blind cat meeting a dead mouse!"

A younger brother next to him couldn't help but want to regain some ground, but was glared at by Hong Shijie.

Xu Jinfeng didn't touch the side for 3 minutes. If this is a blind cat, then Xu Jinfeng may really be a dead mouse.

"Young Master Hong, look!"

There was another exclamation from the crowd.

……

Xu Jinfeng's expression was absent for a moment.

Even if he couldn't see the condition of his car, he could guess from the cheers and screams from around the arena that he just lost a point...

After realizing what happened, a sense of anger and humiliation surged into his heart instantly, making his face slightly distorted.

He is a professional player who has returned from a foreign race, but in the first round back to Suzhou City, he will be defeated by a domestic driver who he has always looked down upon? !

What a shame!
And what made him even more angry was that this was a key battle for him to show his strength in Hong Shijie's circle after returning to China.

Before, he said confidently, "I want to hit ten", but in the blink of an eye, he took his own blood?

This made his arrogant self-esteem completely nowhere to rest!

The glass heart shattered all over the place!
"Buzz!"

However, the roar of the motor coming from behind was like a basin of cold water, which made him wake up in an instant, and he had no time to care about his shattered glass.

"Chi~" Xu Jinfeng flicked the black Ferrari, accelerated to the left, made a sudden turn at the boundary of the field formed by the roadblock, and then drifted continuously!
He kept changing directions, trying hard to get rid of the pursuers who had circled behind him.

However, the ups and downs of the motor noise, like the whispering shadow, followed closely behind.

Out of the corner of Xu Jinfeng's eye, he saw the red phantom in the rear view mirror rapidly zooming in.

"Don't think about it!"

Xu Jinfeng shook the steering wheel, then slammed it to the left!
Following his movements, the rear of the Ferrari made a fake move of swinging left and right, and finally drifted sharply to the left!
"scoff~"

"scoff~"

However, the situation of getting rid of the entanglement as imagined did not happen...

Xu Jinfeng's expression changed immediately when he heard the nearly simultaneous violent tire noise coming from his ears.

As soon as he turned his head, sure enough, the red car shadow was firmly attached to his side.

The other party was actually using an almost concentric drift method, playing a face-to-face dance with himself.

Damn it!Your actions are predicted!

What's worse... The front of the other party's car has already aimed at the door of his own car, and the distance between the two is less than one meter...

At this moment, Xu Jinfeng was able to see his opponent up close through the car window.

Although he couldn't see the other person's expression clearly, Xu Jinfeng could imagine that under the red scarf... must be a mocking and sneering face!

"The soul is pale!"

Xu Jinfeng gritted his teeth and slammed the steering wheel to the right!

However, the opponent stepped on the brakes lightly, avoiding the rear of the car that was thrown over, like an assassin who had fled thousands of miles away, and quickly disappeared from Xu Jinfeng's sight.

Before Xu Jinfeng could breathe a sigh of relief, the death-like sound of the motor sounded beside him again...

The next twelve minutes are definitely the longest twelve minutes that Xu Jinfeng has spent in this life.

Even if he tried his best and made all kinds of amazing extreme moves, the opponent was like a plaster, stuck to his body, and he couldn't tear it off.

He couldn't remember how many times the two sides had fought at close quarters.

The highly tense nerves made him have no time to take care of other things, and he could only focus on how to escape the opponent's pursuit.

He didn't even realize that the noisy screams and cheers around him had gradually died down...

……

Meng Lang's state at the moment was very strange.

In his eyes, the black Ferrari in front of him, its swinging range, its drifting trajectory, and what it wants to do next, all it takes is one glance, and the brain seems to be able to draw a conclusion directly.

The whole world is like an animation slowed down to double speed.

Time, at this moment, seems to be stretched...

His perception of the cluttered information from the outside world seemed to be minimized, and he couldn't even hear the cheers and screams from around him.

But his extreme concentration has doubled his information processing speed for specific events!

Physiologically, human beings have a very miraculous state called the "fight or flight response".

When people's emotions are in extreme situations, such as facing fear and death, the sympathetic nervous system tends to be activated collectively.

At the same time, the norepinephrine and epinephrine released in the body will cause a large amount of activity in the internal organs of the whole body to provide fuel for the brain.

This systemic response due to the collective activity of the sympathetic nervous system is called the "Fight-or-Flight Response".

It refers to the stress response driven by nerves and glands that prepares the body to defend, struggle or flee.

In this state, adrenaline and brain stress hormones are ramped up.

The heart beats faster, the blood vessels constrict, the blood circulation is accelerated, and the delivery of oxygen to various parts of the body is increased.

The unnecessary organs of the body will reduce the blood supply, and the brain and the major muscles of the body will increase the blood supply.

At the same time, the body will actively reduce the hearing function, the pupils will shrink, and the field of vision will become smaller, so that you can focus more!
Because of this, when the "fight-flight response" occurs, the speed and muscle strength of the brain's information transmission to the body will be one to two times that of normal, so that when danger arises, you can have a greater chance of survival when you choose to escape or fight back. probability!
In some anecdotal cases, car accidents, falls, etc., people who are on the verge of death will have a feeling that time suddenly slows down.

This is the intuitive feeling caused by the activation of the sympathetic nervous system, which causes the brain's information processing ability and body reaction speed to speed up.

Studies have shown that the brain collects information from a person's senses and uses them to form a biological clock, and the more information is processed, the slower the biological clock goes.

So in fact, it's not that time "slows down", but that our brains run "faster".

There are also people who jokingly call this human talent for instantly improving brain and muscle abilities... "gene lock"!
……

It is generally believed that the control center of this stress response is located in the hypothalamus, also known as the "hypothalamus".

Many emotional stress responses are also controlled in the hypothalamus, so the hypothalamus is sometimes considered a stress management center.

At this time, Meng Lang's hypothalamus was in a very active state, secreting stress hormones that swept across the brain like a storm.

Therefore, the "SB protein concentration" in the nervous system will also rise accordingly!

In a sense, his "spiritual resonance" this time triggered a magical "muscle memory".

As a result, by chance, I enjoyed the unique experience that originally required the nerve stimulant "Meng Po Tang" to obtain.

However, the shackles set by the Creator for human beings may not necessarily be barriers to protect human beings...

……

"Drip! Drip!"

When the car horn sounded at the end of the game time, Xu Jinfeng, who was sweating profusely, was still immersed in the fierce confrontation and couldn't extricate himself, and made two more escape moves inertially.

It wasn't until he realized that the accompanying roar of the motor seemed to disappear that he gradually came to his senses and slowly stopped the car.

Looking around blankly, he realized that the red Porsche that terrified him had slowly returned to the starting point of the race...

He opened the car door in a daze and got out of the car.

Then the next moment, seeing as many as seven or eight white marks on the car body, the whole person fell into a state of aphasia.

who I am?where am iWhat happened to me just now?
……

On the other side, the crowd looked at the red Porsche approaching slowly, which became a little gray in the dust, with shock and admiration in their eyes.

"Masked Rider!"

"Masked rider! Masked rider..."

I don't know who started it. The crowd went from silence to slowly raised their arms and shouted.

In the end, only the enthusiastic shouts of "Masked Driver" remained in the crowd, and everyone was overwhelmed by this wonderful race.

Even among Hong Shijie and his group, some people looked at this car with admiration.

"Masked rider! Masked rider! Masked rider..."

Amidst the cheers, meng lang opened the car window.

Ignoring the crowd whose cheers rose several decibels, she just said something hoarsely to Yan Weiwei who was blushing with excitement.

"boarding!"

"what?"

……

"Om~"

Looking at the red Porsche fading away and disappearing into the night, Big Wave opened his mouth.

"He...he just left? At least stay here and open a bottle of champagne to celebrate! You haven't paid me yet!"

Hu Yifei couldn't help sighing.

"Flick off the clothes after the matter, and hide the merits and fame! The demeanor of a master... This is the real master!
As far as people's level is concerned, do you think you really value such a small amount of money? "

And the man with earrings, who had doubts about the "masked driver" just now, is also adored at this time.

"From today onwards, I'm a 'Masked Driver'...Oh no! I'm a fan of 'Masked Driver'!"

……

"laugh!"

Meng Lang's new fans didn't know.

The red Porsche didn't drive very far before it braked abruptly and stopped on a deserted roadside.

"Uh... why are we stopping here?"

"Huh~huh~" Meng Lang didn't answer, Yan Weiwei could clearly hear his heavy breathing in the quiet space.

"Hey! Why don't you talk?"

At this time, Yan Weiwei had gradually calmed down from the frenzied atmosphere just now, and she quickly discovered Meng Lang's abnormality.

They dragged her here without saying a word, and the surrounding area was remote, without even a street light.

This environment can be said to be dark and windy last month...

"You...what on earth do you want?" She gradually realized that she was in a bad situation, and couldn't help her heart pounding.

Lonely man and widow, living together in this narrow space in this deserted wilderness...

All kinds of plots in the TV series have somehow come one after another.

This guy doesn't think that he won the game and wants to...

Yan Weiwei's face was slightly red, and her mind was a little blank.

If he gets too excited and jumps over, should I kick him on the glass, or...

Yan Weiwei couldn't help thinking wildly as soon as her love brain came to her head.

Meng Lang gripped the steering wheel with both hands, as if he was trying to restrain himself.

"Huh~huh~" His breathing became a little heavier, and he turned his head with a strange expression, as if he wanted to say something.

But just turning her head, Yan Weiwei was taken aback by his flushed eyes.

"Hey! Let me tell you, you...don't mess around! I...I haven't..."

"Oh!" At this moment, Meng Lang suddenly let out a strange sob from his throat, and then, under Yan Weiwei's astonished gaze, he tore off the red scarf on his face.

Immediately afterwards, he opened the car door anxiously.

"Yuck~"

Yan Weiwei: "..."

　It’s too late these two days, the next chapter will be updated at noon tomorrow, sorry o(╥﹏╥)o
　　
　
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