when i have experience

Chapter 227

Accompanied by the noise, the crowd gave up their seats and let the participating drivers drive their cars to the spacious entrance.

There is no registration for Dong Gong Zhui Feng, and there is no so-called qualification for the competition. The registration for Dong Gong Chau Feng starts at this moment. As long as you ride a motorcycle and come to the starting line, then you are a contestant.

Chen Xing wore a yellow helmet, and rode a black and yellow modified car slowly towards the starting line. At this time, many riders who did not participate in the competition retreated on their bikes, and all the riders who decided to participate in the competition aligned their bodies to the front path of.

The intersection of the mountain road surrounded by bushes on both sides.

"Brother, it's not my brother who said you. I think you should go down, lest you fall apart on the road. It's not a small thing to fall." A Kawasaki green sports car parked next to Chen Xing, a 27-year-old The strong man looked at Chen Xing's car and reminded him "kindly".

"It's okay, bro, I've practiced the separation of the car and the man with one hand. When the car disintegrates, I'll just jump out. I can also turn 360 degrees and land with both feet. I've practiced it before, brother, don't worry." Chen Xing I feel that it is no longer possible to convince others that my strongest Horizon in history has strong performance just by opening my mouth.

Just make it darker.

"Brother used to practice gymnastics?" Hearing what Chen Xing said with such certainty, the strong man thought it was true.

"It's about the same, a body trainer." Chen Xing, who put on the helmet, nodded.

"What kind of shape?" Anyway, the race hadn't started yet, and the front was full of cars, so they couldn't move forward, so the strong man chatted with Chen Xing.

"Dancing." Chen Xing opened his mouth and came.

"I didn't see it, my brother played very well." The strong man looked at Chen Xing a little differently, even if he thought that the person in front of him was riding the horizon, he didn't dislike him much.

Playing dancing and playing cars, he is very good at playing.

"Brother practice hip-hop, right?" The strong man became a little interested, he drove a heavy machine and played hip-hop, this boy is very cool.

"No, I practice belly dancing." Chen Xing said seriously.

The interested expression on the strong man's face froze instantly, and his wide-eyed eyes seemed to be thinking about what Chen Xing said just now.

Belly, belly dance?
In the mind of the strong man, a knight wearing a professional leather jacket and a helmet appeared, but the leather jacket on the belly disappeared, replaced by a bare belly.

Then the knight was writhing alluringly, his gleaming white belly curled up and down.

Hot and hot, even if it is a fantasy, the strong man feels that his eyes are so hot.

"Okay, everyone put on your helmets!" The first man with a jacket and a tattoo holding a microphone had already stood in front of the starting line and shouted with a microphone.

The crowd who had been chatting and chatting a second ago fell silent, and the participating knights who hadn't put on their helmets all put on their helmets at this moment.

The strong man didn't continue chatting with Chen Xing, but held the handle of Kawasaki sitting under him, and lowered his body.

Chen Xing looked straight ahead, saw the white and red R6 in the first row, and also saw Jiang Xian in the ghost leather jacket. The seats in the first row belonged to the players with good results in the previous sessions, so that they could start in the first row , can quickly get rid of the car behind without being disturbed.

Powerful people are often favored and will not arouse other people's opinions, because they do have strength.

"Countdown, three!" A man in a jacket with bare tattoos yelled into a microphone, and for a second halfway up the mountain was only his roar.

Not the next second.

All the contestants twisted the accelerator at this second, and more than 60 heavy machines roared at this moment, like a group of hyenas waiting for an opportunity, scratching the ground frantically and preparing to pounce on their prey, the roar , which seemed to shake the ground.

"Two!" The roar of the heavy machine made the man with the microphone even more excited, and he tried to fight against the sound of the engine of this group of heavy machines.

The drivers all buckled down their goggles, lowered their bodies and looked forward, and dozens of pairs of pupils were surprisingly consistent at this second.

"One!!" Following the roar of the man with the microphone, a man waved a flag violently in front of the starting line.

The group of heavy machines was released in this second and surged out.

"Ah!!" The onlookers screamed for this second, and the jumping and screaming of girls in tank tops and hot pants always attracted a lot of attention.

Jiang Luo, Fa Ge, and Ah Hui were standing aside, wearing peaked caps, each holding a bottle of "Straight Infatuated Matsushima Maple", but these three straight infatuated men did not fall in love with Matsushima. Dao Feng, but looked at the group of heavy planes rushing out.

The white and red R6 rushed out of the first row, and the yellow and black refitted car crowded in the crowd.

The eyes under the peaked cap were deep, looking at the "Horizon" which was looked down upon by the knights around.

Chen Xing, you must beat her.

The senior riders in the first row rushed out at the moment of starting. Their row has achieved good results in the past Donggong Chase, which not only means that they have experience.

It also means that they have a sports car with powerful performance, and they can pull away the group of cars behind after starting, so as not to be affected by the group of cars.

As for Chen Xing, he was not so lucky. He was in the car group, and he couldn't get out of the car group at all.

However, regarding this situation, Chen Xing was not in a hurry. The track was not short, so it would not be a problem to let them drive for a while. Of course, what made Chen Xing so confident was his motorcycle skills.

Messages in his head:
Level [-] motorcycle skills

Proficiency 54/220
He is no longer the one he was when he raced against Jiang Xian. He has been evolving. When he raced against Jiang Xian, his motorcycle skill was only at level six, but now he is already at level seven.

The crowd of vehicles all entered Donggong Mountain, making the crowd on the mountainside disappear from their sight. Of course, they didn't just come to drink, and the construction chasing wind that had been held for many years was not so simple.

Large screens have been set up long ago, and drones have already been launched and flew everywhere.

As early as a week ago, surveillance cameras had been installed on the wide field of view in Donggong Mountain.

The crowd gathered in front of the big screen to watch the various monitors on it. The three brothers Jiang Luo, Fa Ge, and Ah Hui were no exception. They stood under the big screen with wine bottles in their hands.

In one of the pictures, a row of motorcycles at the front is speeding past, and the third one is the white and red R6, and the slim figure on the car is passing by. If you look back, you can't see it. Black and yellow car shadow.

"A Luo, didn't he lose to your sister last time? Do you really think he can win? That time your sister was riding my BMW S1000R, and the performance was even worse than the bike he was riding." Dirty Braid The male Ah Hui was smoking, holding a wine bottle and looking at the screen, a little worried.

"He just asked me to move all the parts to him. There is nothing else to say, so I just do what he asked and wait for the result." Jiang Luo stared at the screen intently, Waiting for the black and yellow car shadow.

(End of this chapter)