Chapter 520: Hey buddy! Did not see clearly!

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 held his nose in ambush in the woods behind the fence. He has participated in the port race for seven years. At first, he ambushed in the woods and splashed water on passing vehicles. 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.
Even after participating in the Port Race in the past year, some people angrily proposed that the game should be called the Cow Dung Race after returning home, which made Bill very proud.
Just now, the vanguard had several cars planted in his hands, and they were hitting the inflatable cushion on the side of the protective fence. People were changing their tires, planning to start again.
Bill looked into the distance and saw the lights flashed again from far to near at the end of the road. He quickly got up and shouted, "The convoy is here! Everyone is ready!"
They have already scattered two iron nails in the front of the road. After a while, the cow dung will spill out to block the sight of the racer. The opponent will definitely press on the iron, and once the car loses control, it will hit the barrier. Of course, they have done it safely. Measures, most cars will hit the inflatable cushion, as to whether there is a rear-end collision is not within their control.
For example, yesterday, a car smashed into the barrier, and the car behind crashed into the rear of the first car. Bill led people to quickly rescue the person, and then the two cars exploded together. This not only did not extinguish people's enthusiasm, but even more ignited the crazy atmosphere of the port game.
Racing, all you need is excitement.
And Bill's task is to add excitement to people.
"Wow, Rolls-Royce." Bill took the binoculars and looked at the black car that rushed at the end of the road, a trace of envy flashed across his face, followed by a smirk.
Bill led a team of four in ambush in the withered grass behind the fence, and saw a cool Rolls-Royce galloping towards him. The opponent was originally playing the close light, but suddenly when he got close Transformed into high beam.
When Bill and the others were shaken by the car lights, the cow dung in their hands suddenly splashed a step earlier, and then Rolls-Royce flew through the crowd, without pressing on the nails, and just galloping past with a calm body. .
Because the car body is galloping fast on the highway, the speed of this dung-spattering fire is very particular, and such a fast or slow step occurs from time to time, but Bill is not discouraged and cried out, "There is one more!"
The four-person team immediately splashed cow dung on the window of another Rolls-Royce car that followed. In the car, Garnard and others screamed wildly and watched the dung slamming on the window. Subconsciously dodge the wheel, and immediately after the tire burst at high speed, the car body flew out obliquely, crashing into the guard rail on the side of the road!
Even with the protective pads, the huge momentum still made his internal organs tossed by the seat belt. Because he was not wearing a seat belt, Michael threw himself on the front window of the car and slipped down. His face was already nostrils. Spreading blood, "Garnard, I, I'm going to die..."
Garnard yelled and looked at the racing vehicles that had taken advantage of the gap and were speeding by on his left. After the wave of cars passed, he opened the door and got out of the car. His feet were soft, and he tremblingly took out one from his pocket. The cigarette is lit, and the cigarette is lit in the dark and cold night.
Jennifer and the others followed him and started screaming loudly after he rushed out of the car. Then, the next wave of cars was speeding up again. Garnard quickly jumped over the barrier to escape in. Just turning around, he heard Jennifer’s surprised voice. Oh my goodness, that's Nina!"
Following Jennifer’s gaze, Garnard saw with his own eyes that Nina was straddling someone else in her underwear in the Rolls-Royce galloping past him, with her long hair pressed in one hand and her neck raised, the car rushed past, but Because the rear headlights hit the Rolls-Royce car, this scene was really seen by Garnard.
He opened his mouth stunned and slammed his cigarette to the ground, "shi-t! Stinky!"
A smug flashed across Jennifer's face, and she shrugged and leaned on the fence.
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At the moment, Ning Dahai was sitting on pins and needles, his face was red as if someone had just been fished out of the steamer. He stole through the perspective mirror and could only see Nina Heath's exquisite back and waterfall-like long golden hair. The woman did not shy away from getting up in the back seat, and she was still pressing her throat earlier. This would make her scream with excitement, and it was shocking to say it.
Jian Fang Liang looked into the rearview mirror with trepidation, Ning Dahai hurriedly watched 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. This group of foreigners can play wild enough, with roadblocks, spilling dung, and throwing nails. He has seen fewer and fewer cars on the left and right, if it were not for being a soldier. Coupled with not rushing to speed and having a little luck, I am afraid I will die now.
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In the Porsche 911, only Kong Zhandong was the only one skilled in driving and controlling. The road ahead was empty and there were no other vehicles. He glanced backward from the inverted mirror. There were no other lights flashing except for the bodyguard vehicle following him. The headlights of the vehicle were invisible, proving that he was ahead enough.
He raised his lips, and according to his experience, from the beginning, he shook off the large forces one after another, and then cleared the surrounding vehicles all the way through obstacles, and now at least dropped the rear vehicle for more than ten minutes.
In particular, it is now the third day of the Port Race. Almost all mediocrities who have no skills are coming to participate. The true elite troops are basically concentrated in the first two days of the race.
Originally, he came to Cao Zuojin's manor ahead of schedule to participate in yesterday's competition, but it was a pity that Cao Zuojin asked him to watch the newcomer, and then he received Mr. Huang's instructions to stay in the manor, which delayed his trip.
Looking at the front indicator, Kong Zhandong turned the wheel with one hand, the car turned, and stopped in front of the No. 78 supermarket at the first rest stop.
A man from country M with a work card quickly stepped forward, took the badge thrown by Kong Zhandong, and said, "Sir, just received a notice that a major car accident occurred on the road leading to California on No. 84 ahead..."
Kong Zhandong frowned and then opened the door and got out of the car. He took out a cigarette from his pocket. He was hitting the fire, and his eyes stopped. Then, he slowly raised his head and looked in the direction of the road when he came, only to see a car light. Shot from far to close on the guard rail at the turn, and then, the pitch-black Rolls-Royce drifted at the corner with extreme speed, and Kong Zhandong's eyes were dumbfounded by the skillful and sophisticated techniques.
After a beautiful tail flick, the body of the car has stopped in front of him.
The Rolls-Royce window slipped, and the girl poked her head out and said in fluent English, "Hey buddy, is it the one who gave the badge to the team here? I just passed too fast, I didn't have time to see the sign. ..."