At first, yemengmeng stood in front of the French window and watched the competition carefully, but soon she found that these two people on the competition field were too good.
Their speed was so fast that her sight could hardly keep up with it.
"Wow, how awesome!"
Yemengmeng finally stuck his whole body to the glass of the French window for fear of missing a second.
After several laps in succession, two brand-new locomotives went hand in hand. The speed of the two people was about the same.
On the observation deck.
Jun Huailin looked at the situation on the competition field, and his worried expression gradually became distorted.
This
Is little sister Luo so good at driving a motorcycle?
After a few laps, he and Heiyan not only didn't get rid of each other, but they didn't fall behind at all. No, to be exact, they were almost neck and neck.
Heiyan's technology is there. Luo Fanxing can be as fast as Heiyan!
Fortunately, he was worried to death just now. Last time, he gave 20million yuan to others for nothing on the locomotive, and he was in terrible pain.
Now Fu tingshen wants to give him 100 million yuan, and he is worried about him.
He sighed at the bottom of his heart that Fu tingshen's 100 million yuan would be given away in vain.
Now it seems that this is not the case!
Compared with Fu tingshen's insipidity, Xingyuan's expression was not so calm.
The moment the starting gun rang again, when the two locomotives rushed out of the track at the same time, she was ready to watch the play.
However, he ran down ten laps in succession. Luo Fanxing's motorcycles were biting Heiyan, and their distance did not open at all.
Starwish's eyes sank.
The speed of the first ten laps was about the same, and the two men's locomotives were under steady control.
At the back of the Shiquan, the distance began to widen.
In the first few laps, Hei Yan made great efforts. The locomotive he drove easily left Luo Fanxing behind. However, Luo Fanxing overtook him when the distance was less than 20 meters.
From 20 meters, to 10 meters, to five meters, and finally go hand in hand, and then overtake him.
Seeing this scene, Heiyan directly increased the speed of the locomotive and controlled the speed of the locomotive within the maximum range.
This is a brand new locomotive, so it has an advantage in speed.
Originally, Heiyan thought he could easily get rid of Luo Fanxing, but he was wrong.
Even if he kept the speed at the fastest, he could not bite steadily.
In the last two laps of the sprint, Luo Fanxing's locomotive was still very stable, but Heiyan's speed was obviously weak.
"Damn it..."
Seeing that Luo Fanxing's speed is still increasing, Heiyan tries to increase the speed of the locomotive again. However, the throttle of the locomotive has reached the maximum limit. With the roar, it seems that he is resisting his operation.
Why is that?
Black Yan looked at the red figure beside him who kept in line with himself. Finally, he could only watch helplessly being surpassed, and then easily left behind.
Luo Fanxing surpassed him, and easily left him behind.
Why, his locomotive can be faster, why?
Heiyan wants the car to catch up with Luo Fanxing. Unfortunately, the distance between Luo Fanxing and him is too far.
Jun Huailin looked at the last lap of the competition and opened his mouth in surprise.
"Oh, my God, little sister Luo is half a circle away from Heiyan. It's amazing..."
With the roar, the red figure rushed across the finish line, leaving a new record time that shocked everyone.
Fu tingshen looked at all this. When he saw the red figure crossing the finish line, he turned around and walked away.
Fulinye is shocked. His face is shocked.
His eyes have been following the red shadow since the beginning of the game. Now that the game is over, the figures on the huge electronic screen show the time spent.
That was an achievement never seen in the arena.
Compared with the time he spent at that time, it has improved by a full... Fifty seconds!
God!
Sister Xing said 50 seconds... She was really 50 seconds faster!
If this is put in the international professional traffic jam competition, I am afraid it is also the only candidate for the champion.
His master... Is so powerful.
Heiyan and Luo Fanxing drew a lot of distance. He saw Luo Fanxing rushing through the key point and was furious. He wanted to make the locomotive faster. However, the performance of the locomotive had been brought to its limit. Less than ten meters from the finish line, Heiyan's locomotive suddenly lost control.
Heiyan realized that the locomotive was out of control and tried to control it. Although his ability was there, when he crossed the finish line, the locomotive skidded and rushed out with people and cars.
Heiyan's motorcycle rolled over on the runway, and the whole person rolled for several rounds before stopping.
Seeing this scene, Xingyuan immediately got up and rushed to the arena.
Xuanqi, dressed in black, stood in place and did not keep up with the pace of the Xingyuan.
He just stood there, staring at the red figure. After passing the destination, the figure stopped the locomotive, reached out and took off his helmet, and his long hair rose with the wind.
A series of actions can be called amazing juechen, but... Xuan Qi's eyes became darker and darker.
He had experienced that speed more than once.
Just
Why luofanxing?
……
In front of the French window, ye Mengmeng was always attracted by this wonderful game. After the whole game, the red figure easily killed the whole audience. Ye Mengmeng felt his blood boiling.
She has never seen this kind of feeling on anyone else except her star sister.
When she saw the red figure getting off the car and taking off her helmet, ye Mengmeng widened her eyes.
"I'll go. It's my idol..." yemengmeng said, turned around and ran away.
Yezimo stood where he was, and saw Ye Mengmeng's rudeness and bad complexion, but his eyes sank when he saw the red figure leaving the arena.
Luo Fanxing!
It was her!
No wonder Mengmeng is so excited.
……
Luo Fanxing got out of the car and went straight to the outside. There, Fu tingshen had already stood there waiting for her.
Luo Fanxing glanced at the injured hand in the man's worried eyes.
Because of the super strength of the locomotive, her injured hand bled again. She could feel that the wound was torn more seriously. The blood had soaked the gloves. If the gloves were not red, they would be very eye-catching.
"How's it going?" Fu tingshen said and handed her a bottle of water. The lid had been unscrewed. It was very considerate.
Luo Fanxing reached out to take it and drank half of it in one breath.
"Okay." He simply replied.
Soon, Fu Yunye also ran over. He saw the color on Luo Fanxing's gloves and his face sank.