Chapter 1609 Peak Competition (13)

Sure enough, at the next sharp bend, the Butcher passed Barnett at a crazy speed and was almost driving side by side with Barnett.

But Butcher's car lost control because it was going too fast, and rushed straight out of the track——

"ah--"

The fans at the scene were so frightened that they almost stood up, and the commentator held his breath.

With a huge crash, the Butcher's car rushed off the track.

Barnett didn't have time to be happy. At the last second before Butcher rushed out, Barnett also lost his balance because the tail wing was rubbed off, and he was taken off the track immediately.

Other cars crossed the finish line one after another.

The first place was GD Andre, the second place was WZ's KING, the third place was the Bulls, the fourth place was the Falcons, the Butcher and Barnett crashed and both flew off the track, the fifth and sixth places were filled by other teams behind.

The first game of the pinnacle match is over.

Butcher's mad bite of Barnett for 54 laps and the shocking collision shocked all fans.

No one expected that the first scene would be so exciting...

This car crash is simply a classic!

"Third brother, how are you?"

Lang Mang, King, and Sun Shuoran quickly gathered around.

The butcher had a cold face. He only hit his right foot a little bit, but the rest of his body was not seriously injured. "It's okay. He's riding a horse! That kid is destined to die!"

Barnett was indeed lucky. The car was completely damaged and only the cabin was left, but nothing happened to him.

"What else do you want? It's great if you can save your own life!" Lang Mang was so angry that he started to taunt others, "What did we say in the meeting before the competition? Are you crazy about riding a horse? You actually dare to turn off the communication in the car! "

The butcher snorted coldly, "You don't have to worry about it!"

Lang Python: "You don't need to control me? I can't even control you now, right? What happened before the game? Why are you so crazy?"

Butcher: "I told you, don't worry about me, why are you so verbose? I wasn't shortlisted, but that dog Barnett got out of here too!"

"Are you still reasonable? Do you know the impact of your elimination? If Sun Shuoran and I fail to qualify for the second game, King will be the only one fighting alone in the end! Do you have any brains? You are being led by the nose. Just jump into the pit!

We are a team, not you running alone. You are so unorganized and undisciplined, do you still take the team seriously? Why don't you go out and form a team to run together? "

"Get out! If you can't stand me, I'll quit the team now! All my actions after I quit have nothing to do with WZ. I'm going to beat that boy Barnett to death!" Who advised the butcher's dog temper? It's useless, even the captain and senior brother Lang Mang don't take it seriously.

You still don’t know what’s wrong and you still want to beat up Barnett?

He even quit the team just to beat up Barnett!

Lang Bo was so angry at this bitch that he almost fainted: "What did you say when you stepped on the horse? Say it again!"

Sun Shuoran was so anxious beside him that he persuaded both sides, "Oh, Brother Lang, Brother Tu, please stop arguing and talk to us if you have something to say! Third brother, although he was a little impulsive this time, he finally solved Barnett. If you make a threat, you have made up for it. Brother Lang, don't be angry.

As for Third Brother, you almost got into trouble by making your own decisions this time. There is indeed something wrong with you. Don’t be angry, both of you. We are all a family. Let’s shake hands and make peace..."

Lang Python and Butcher: "Get out!"

Sun Shuoran: "..." Ying Ying Ying.

Lu Sen: "..." I have such a headache! ! !

Seeing that the butcher and the python were arguing so much that they were about to fight, King on the side pinched his eyebrows, raised his cell phone, and said: "How about I call the master now and ask her to come over and watch you two quarreling? "

Butcher:"……"

Lang Python: "..."

The two mad dog-like guys seemed to have been strangled by the neck and immediately fell silent.