Invincible starts from being an anchor

Chapter 281 Overbearing?

Boom! ! !
However, at this time!
A roar of an engine like a beast came from the bottom of the mountain!
Everyone couldn't help turning their heads to look, and saw a black chariot exuding radiance, and several supercars above it, parked on the starting line.

The whole body of that car was dark, and under the moonlight, it seemed to be covered with a layer of black glossy sacred coat.

"Damn it, this is..."

"This is the car of the car god Chris, Chao Guang!"

"Superlight? What brand is Superlight? I've never heard of it."

The complexion of everyone at the scene changed drastically.

"Super light is made by four major brands - Lamborghini, Ferrari, Rolls-Royce, Bentley. The four companies jointly created it for Chris. It is known as the world's top NO.1 sports car. Hurry up!"

"Is there such a car?"

"Oh my god, are you kidding me, is there a faster-than-light car?"

Obviously, no one thought that there is such a top supercar in the world?

No, this can no longer be described as a supercar, that is a blasphemy against it.

"Is Chris coming to the game too? This is totally a college student beating up a kid."

"I heard that super light performance is above all sports cars. It can produce 2000 horsepower and a top speed of 800 kilometers per hour. You must know that Bugatti only has a speed of more than 400 kilometers per hour, and it is twice as fast as Bugatti. It is the top four The brand company spent countless people's efforts to create a top-level N0.1 racing car!"

Hearing the comments from outsiders, Xie Lang raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and secretly said: "See, if I, Xie Lang, show up later, it's not that I have to pretend to be aggressive, it's that this guy is too arrogant, he dares to give me fruit In front of the capable person, claiming to be faster than the speed of light?"

.........

"Mr. Chris, you are not here to compete with them, are you?"

A woman in a black see-through lace dress, holding a microphone, bent over, walked to the edge of the ultra-light car window, and asked with a smile on her face.

Hearing the culture of the beautiful host, Chris rolled down the car window, like a high god, and said to the people outside in very standard Mandarin:

"I've heard the story about Thirteen Lang and Silver Glitter for a long time. When I came here today, I was planning to meet him, but I was told that the guy was scared and hid."

Chris laughed, "Well, if he doesn't dare to show up, I'll take his compatriots first. You, help me tell the drivers outside that anyone can participate in this race. I can not only give them a minute, but also On the scene, as long as there is one person who can beat me, I will give this car to him."

wow.

As soon as Chris finished speaking, unprecedented discussions erupted throughout the scene.

"Oh my god, this is too crazy, Chris said one minute?"

"Yeah, as long as there is one person who is faster than him, he can beat his super light, which is so cool!"

"Tch, do you think it's easy to win him? If someone dares to say this, he must be sure of victory."

Rao, the owners of the other luxury cars were filled with hatred after hearing this, and glared at Chaoguang who was parked on the starting line.

One of them presided over the beauty, "I accept Chris's challenge! Help me tell him that the three of us in the supercar club will compete with him. If I lose, I will give him my Bugatti. From then on we The Modu Club will also treat him, Chris, as a VIP of my supercar club."

"VIP? What kind of thing is your supercar club? I think it's better to disband it."

Hearing the other party's words, Chris looked disdainful.

"Okay, I accept your challenge!"

The owner of the Bugatti car gritted his teeth and immediately agreed to the other party's challenge.

And Xie Lang on the Mercedes-Benz patted Shi Qi on the shoulder with a relaxed face, and said: "You sit here and wait for me, I will get out of the car and go back to pick up the car to come to the race, this bad guy named Chris The old man is very pretending, I have to tell him what the real speed of light is."

"Ah?" Shi Qi seemed a little worried, and said, "Xie Lang, are you talking about your motorcycle? Are motorcycles okay? Do you want to drive my Mercedes-Benz?"

"No, don't worry, I'll come as soon as I go." Xie Lang smiled, and directly activated the Yata mirror, emitting the light condensed in his hand, forming a refracted light track, and returned home in an instant.

Seeing Xie Lang who suddenly disappeared in front of her eyes, Shi Qi who was sitting in the Mercedes-Benz widened her eyes and did not even react.

Immediately afterwards, a sound of an engine that was as shocking as a super light roared suddenly.

After the motorcycle stopped on the starting line, Shi Qi rubbed her eyes again: This bald head?

"I rely on!"

No way?
Is it Xie Lang?
Even a lady like Shi Qi couldn't help but swear.

"The two were still talking one second, and Xie Lang showed up on his motorcycle the next second. How long did it take? It seemed like a few seconds before and after, and then he changed into a special motorcycle racing suit?? "

At this moment, Shi Qi could be described as bewildered.

She really underestimated Xie Lang!
At the same time, after everyone at the scene noticed a bald man riding a motorcycle on the starting line, heated discussions started again.

"Damn it, who is this bald head?"

"Awesome, this bald man is also here to participate in the competition, right? Who knows him?"

"I don't know, I haven't seen, I haven't heard of it."

Many people came and didn't know Sanlian.

These people are not from the e-sports circle, so almost most of them don't know Xie Lang.

The whole scene was in an uproar.

Immediately after Xie Lang parked his motorcycle, with a cigarette dangling from his mouth, he walked up to Chris' window with a stern expression, tilted his bald head, and asked, "I heard you're faster than light?"

Xie Lang's question was very calm.

But for everyone to see, it is very provocative.

The main thing is that this guy has a small bald head, plus he looks like he is fooling around with a cigarette in his mouth. People can't help but want to blow his bald head with a fist.

Facing Xie Lang's provocation, Chris snorted in disdain and said, "So what? Why, do you want to participate in one too? I can give you 1 minute and 10 seconds!"

"I don't need you to give way!" Xie Lang jokingly smiled, turned around and walked directly to the starting line, and persuaded the young masters on the starting line, hoping that they would give up their positions so that he and Chris could have a fair game .

The owners of Bugatti and Apollo were also very polite. Seeing Xie Lang patiently explaining to them, they drove their cars aside one after another.

Only the owner of that Aston Martin kept chattering.

What are you talking about, a broken motorcycle of yours, you don't know how to compete with other people's super light?What kind of thing are you, dare to point fingers at yourself, and clamor for yourself to give way?
"Damn, don't be ashamed of your face!"

Xie Lang didn't talk nonsense, he raised his leg and hit Aston Martin hard with a beautiful side kick.

This kick was fast and fierce, and there was a sound of "whoosh" cutting through the air,

"boom!"

Everyone hadn't reacted yet, and they were still thinking: This kid actually used his legs to kick someone's Aston Martin beyond his control?
If you go on with this step, you are afraid that you will lose your family and lose your fortune?
As a result, at the next moment...

(End of this chapter)