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The streamlined body and the silver frosted shell make this motorcycle full of science fiction colors. The latest model of cancer cell battery has strong power and perfect storage effect. It runs at full power and can work for up to 72 hours, which is enough in theory. Crossing half a continent.

The rotary engine is full of horsepower, and when the voltage is large enough, it only takes five seconds to accelerate from 100 kilometers. It is not a soul master, and it can't control this speed at all.

The body has its own soul shield, which can be activated by injecting soul power, and the force field generator replaces the airbag. Even if the vehicle crashes out of control, it can ensure the safety of the driver.

The most important thing is that this car...

Xueye straddled the car while twisting the grips on both sides. With the roar of the powerful engine, the car began to dazzlingly deform.

Like a Transformer, it turns into an armor that wraps a snowy night. The front and rear tires detour behind and become part of the armor wings. The somatosensory soul-guided power armor is worth ten, even if the filmmaker only charges a friendly cost price. Ten thousand gold soul coins.

Hand-made like this, especially by the Duke of Tulip, if it is not for the friendly price, I am afraid that no one can afford it, and only Xueye is the only one who can buy such things with so much money. The leisurely continent has the largest width.

"This smooth control, and the ability to fly, is perfect! Brother Cheng won't disappoint!" The snowy night floating in the air slowly landed, and his eyes glanced over the battery cover on his chest inadvertently.

There is usually the place where the author engraved his name, but this car is engraved with a sentence...

"Are the golden scales a thing in the pool, once a storm changes the dragon."

Seeing this, Xue Ye was taken aback for a moment, and then he held the battery cover on his chest motionlessly, but didn't want the hood to be touched by him. He turned it over, and the other surface was engraved with it.

"Yangtian laughed and went out, how are we from Penghao."

Seeing this, Xueye was silent for a moment, then laughed loudly: "As expected, Brother Cheng! Really understand me!"

Unloading his new toys, pressing down the elevator on a snowy night, and descending from the top of the building, electricity has been widely used in the upper floors of Tiandou City, so the elevator has the name of the elevator, but the Miracle Building still retains its windmill drive. Pure mechanical elevator.

The elevator door opened in the underground parking lot, and he was greeted by a group of riders who kill Matt, and their racing cars painted in various camouflage. Seeing the snowy night, they all cheered.

Faced with the chaotic scene, Xue Ye tied up her long hair, and threw down her robes, exposing the racing suits underneath that were almost the same as those of these runaway races.

"Follow up! Piggy!" As he spoke, Xue Ye stepped into his car, pointed his middle finger behind him, and rushed out first. This is his image in the eyes of ordinary people.

Uninhibited, regardless of the rules and the law, but the rich makes people tickle, and no one wants to provoke the status.

Xueye Yiqi Juechen, followed by more than two hundred mobsters with different clothes and different hair colors, whizzing through the streets of Tiandou City, with a beautiful name, familiar with the track.

The people along the street were afraid of avoiding it. Even if Xueye was not the crown prince, she would be hitting someone in vain. What can we do if she doesn't hide.

The convoy roared like a locust crossing the border, and the place it passed instantly became deserted.

...

Cang!

A steel gun was nailed in the middle of the road and then turned into dozens, blocking the road ahead. Xue Ye and the convoy behind him had to stop racing.

"Third brother! You are fooling around again!" The tall, short-haired young man in a uniform, stopped in front of him.

"What is the crime of hurting others by running a horse in the imperial city, you are a prince, don't you know?"

Xue Ye smiled and jumped off the motorcycle, and punched the short-haired young man with a heavy punch on the chest, seeming to say hello: "Big brother, this is wrong, I am not riding a horse! The ring two weeks later The City Motorcycle Grand Prix was also approved by the emperor himself. This is a great thing to promote the country's economic development!

Brother, you are known as the guardian of the empire, Scarlet Chixue, you can't even see this!"

"My name is Xue Chi, don’t think I don’t know, that nickname was made by you! The big thing in the country, in agriculture and in Rong, playing with money is just a little trick, indulging in it is tantamount to abandoning everything, I don’t care about anything else, at least today Don't want to mess around anymore!"

"It's really old-fashioned, what age is this, and don't look at how fast the Tulip Duke has developed. It is an old calendar for heavy agriculture and business." Xue Ye didn't care, and put the car into the storage soul guide. : "Don't let me play, don't let me play, you don't care if I go to play outside the city!"

"No matter how fast the Duke Tulip develops, he is also the Duke of the empire. Without the money and food of the empire, he has great abilities and can only be a cornerstone.

The third brother, you just don’t understand, this is a world where whoever has the biggest fist is the boss. There is nothing more important than a powerful soul master and legion. Forget it, I can’t control you, just play as you like!"

Xue Chi shook his head and waved back to his portable Contra: "Let's go! Today, I will review the construction of the new military factory."

...

Looking at the distant brother, Xue Ye gave a meaningful smile: "The one who really doesn't understand is your eldest brother! The boss with the big fist is right, but do you really know what a fist is?"

"It's gone! Young Master Ben is going to the outskirts of the city to relax, it's all gone!" Said Xueye and took the royal bus and carriage towards the outskirts of the city.

...

At the Mithril Tractor Factory, a joint venture between Xueye and Chengying, the silver-white motorcycle parked at the entrance of the factory. Xueye stopped at the door and shouted at the door as if he was tired from racing.

"Come out, your boss is here! I'm exhausted!" The feudal system is just that good. There will be no shortage of slaves who serve tea and water. Soon someone will prepare a banquet and invite Xueye in.

To be honest, Mithril and tractors are not good at all, but in this era, tractors are still precious, so there is no such big sense of disobedience.

When Xueye passed the production line, she seemed to ask casually: "How is our factory developing? How many tractors can we produce in one day?"

"His Royal Highness, the Mithril Tractor Factory has built thirteen factories around Tiandou City. Without a factory, it can produce about ten tractors per day on average."

"Oh? So many? Then there is no overcapacity problem?" Xue Ye raised an eyebrow.

"There is indeed a serious overcapacity. Because of traffic problems, more than 300 tractors have been backlogged in various factories. If this continues, I am afraid that there will be problems with capital turnover."

Xue Ye heard this, but just smiled: "It's okay, don't worry, continue to produce, they are all modular products, and can be modified if they can't be used on farmland."

[To be continued]

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