Chapter 520 Hey Buddy! Did Not See Clearly!

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So, Kong Zhandong has a high chance of becoming Mr. Huang's successor?

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In the woods on both sides of the King's Road, Bill pinched his nose and ambushed in the woods behind the fence. He has participated in the port race for seven years. At first, he ambushed in the woods to splash water on passing vehicles, and later he proposed to throw cow dung on them. , and the plan of splashing cow dung obviously got an unexpected surprise, helping him eliminate many vehicles in the middle of the road section.

Some even came home from last year's Port Race, angrily suggesting that the race should be called the Cow Dung Race, much to Bill's delight.

Just now, the vanguard had already had several cars planted in his hands, and now they hit the inflatable pads on the side of the guardrail. People were struggling to change their tires and plan to start again.

Looking into the distance, Bill saw the lights flashing again from far to near at the end of the road. He hurriedly got up and shouted, "The convoy is here! Everyone prepare!"

They have thrown two iron nails in front of the road, and when the cow dung spills out to block the vision of the racers, the other party will definitely press on the iron, and once the car loses control, it will crash into the guardrail. Measures, most of the cars will hit the inflatable pad, as for whether there is a rear-end collision is not within their control.

For example, a car hit the guardrail yesterday, and the car behind slammed into the rear of the first car. Bill led someone to rescue them quickly, and then the two cars exploded together. This not only did not extinguish people's enthusiasm, but ignited the crazy atmosphere of the port race.

Racing is all about excitement.

And Bill's job is to add excitement to people.

"Wow, Rolls-Royce." Bill took the binoculars and looked at the black car that was rushing at the end of the road, with a hint of envy on his face, followed by a dark smile.

Bill and his team of four were ambushed in the withered grass behind the guardrail, and he saw a Rolls-Royce galloping calmly with a cool look. Converted to high beam.

Bill and the others were shaken by the headlights, and the cow dung in their hands suddenly splashed a step earlier, and then Rolls-Royce rushed through the crowd as if flying, and did not press on the nails, so they galloped past with a calm body. .

Because the speed of the car body on the road is so fast, it is very important to control the speed of the dung-splashing fire. Such a fast or slow step sometimes happens, but Bill is not discouraged, and shouts strangely, "There is another one!"

The four-person team immediately splashed cow dung on the window of another Rolls-Royce that followed. In the car, Garnard and others screamed wildly. Subconsciously, the wheel evaded, and then the tire burst at high speed, and the car body flew out diagonally, crashing into the roadside guardrail!

Even with the protective pads in place, the huge momentum still caused his internal organs to tumble from the seat belt, and because Michael beside him was not wearing a seat belt, he threw himself on the front window of the car and slid down, with nostrils on his face. Bleeding, "Gardard, I, I'm going to die..."

Garnard scolded and looked at the racing cars that had taken advantage of the loopholes and were speeding past on his left side. After this wave of cars passed, he opened the door and got out of the car. His feet were weak, and he took out one from his pocket tremblingly. Cigarettes lit, lit in the dark and cold night.

Jennifer and the others followed him and rushed out of the car and started yelling loudly. Then, they saw the next wave of cars speeding up again. Garnard quickly jumped over the guardrail to avoid entering, and just turned around, he heard Jennifer's surprised voice, " Oh my gosh, that's Nina!"

Following Jennifer's gaze, Garnard saw with his own eyes that among the Rolls-Royces galloping past him, Nina was sitting on top of others in only her underwear, pressing her long hair with one hand and raising her neck. Because the headlights of the rear car smashed into the Rolls-Royce, this scene was really seen by Garnard.

He opened his mouth in a stunned manner, and slammed the cigarette butt to the ground, "shi-t! Smelly ****!"

A smug flashed across Jennifer's face, she shrugged and sat against the guardrail.

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Ning Dahai was sitting on pins and needles at the moment, and his face was red as if he had just been fished out of the steamer. He peeked at the perspective mirror and could only see Nina Hayes's exquisite back and waterfall-like long golden hair. The woman did not shy away from doing it in the back seat. She had pressed her throat earlier, and she would get excited and scream out loud, and it would be appalling to say it.

Seeing Fang Liang looking into the rearview mirror with a terrified face, Ning Dahai hurriedly looked at his nose, nose, mouth, mouth and heart, no, he had to look at the road ahead.

He has now seen the thrill of the so-called port race. These foreigners play wild enough, roadblocks, dung, and nails. He can see with his own eyes that there are fewer and fewer cars left and right. Coupled with the lack of speed and a bit of luck, I am afraid that I will be planted at this moment.

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Among the Porsche 911s, only Kong Zhandong was the only one who was skilled in driving and handling. The road ahead was empty and there were no other vehicles. He glanced back from the rearview mirror. Except for a bodyguard vehicle following him, there were no other lights flashing, even the rear. The headlights of the vehicle can't be seen, proving that he is enough ahead.

The corners of his lips twitched, according to his experience, from the beginning, he threw off the large troops one after another, and then passed the obstacles all the way to clear the surrounding vehicles, and now at least fall behind the vehicles for more than ten minutes.

Especially since it was already the third day of the port competition, almost all the mediocre people who came to participate in the competition were mediocre, and the real elite troops were basically concentrated in the first two days of the competition.

Originally, he came to Cao Zuojin's manor ahead of schedule to participate in yesterday's competition, but unfortunately Cao Zuojin asked himself to watch the newcomer, and then he received an instruction from Mr. Huang to stay in the manor, which delayed the trip.

Looking at the sign in front of him, Kong Zhandong hit the wheel with one hand, turned the car body, and stopped in front of the No. 78 supermarket at the first rest stop.

A man from country M with a work card stepped forward quickly, took the badge thrown by Kong Zhandong, and said, "Sir, I just received a notice that there was a major car accident on the 84th road leading to California..."

After frowning, Kong Zhandong opened the door and got out of the car. He took out a cigarette from his pocket, and while he was starting the fire, his eyes stopped. Then, he slowly raised his head and looked in the direction of the road where he came from, only to see a headlight. Shots from far and near on the guardrail at the corner, followed by the pitch-black Rolls-Royce drifting at extreme speed at the corner, and Kong Zhandong's eyes were stunned by his skillful and experienced technique.

After a beautiful tail flick, the car body has braked in front of him.

The Rolls-Royce window slid down, the girl stuck her head out, and said in fluent English, "Hey buddy, is this the person who gave the badge to the race team? It just passed too fast, and I didn't have time to see the road sign. …”

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