God of Life

“Come on, try the protective clothes I bought you, Dennis' standard size, can't be customized in a hurry, but I've sent your size to the manufacturer, I'll send you a special edition next time, and I want the kind of dragging super cool to suit the identity of our car god...”

Turn out a set of white and red protective clothes like a donation, and the new one starts to shred.

She is older, she may usually be a spoiled little princess, but in the face of Wang Yan, she is a big sister who can take care of people.

Big script focus, to test.

Hmm, 4 1/2 years old...

Wang Yan had never been so cared for. He was still feeling strangely comfortable. He laughed and listened to her trick.

“Take off your clothes! What are you looking at? ”

Miss Wang Dashao whispered once again, "Respect is better than obey orders, then I will be welcome!"

Then take off your jacket.

If you want to crooked consciousness go to the wall, that row in the hallway is all yours, mate.

The finest professional protective clothes are jumpsuits in flame-retardant fabrics, and the lining is basically ABS, which is almost completely airtight, so take off your coat when wearing them.

It is best to wear only one layer of thermal underwear or a tight gathering suit.

However, naked is not recommended unless it is summer.

That thing is so uncomfortable, it feels terrible to fit.

In the winter, Wang Yan's little shirt was just inside a tight thermal underwear, so he unwrapped his shirt and drilled into his protective clothing.

At first sight Wang Yan's wide shoulders and firm chest muscles slightly squeezed his eyes and gently poked his fingers up.

“Oh, good *! Nice body, buddy? ”

“Hey, look, what are you doing with your hands and feet? ”

Wang Dashaoyi protested, yet proudly raised his chest and split a batch.

“Shameless! ”

When I took a nasty nap, I thought Wang Yan was so funny.

Look, your face is very skilled, so it's fun to peel once in a while.

Face is bad and can't do it, which is that… there should never be a chance with the new skin at all, so nothing.

The world is so fair.

It took me a long time to turn it on and look good, so I should have privileges!

The privileged dog had just been beautiful for less than three seconds and suddenly his face was stiff and his mouth was slightly punched.

Chuxin kept staring at Wang Yan's expression. “What's wrong, little brother? ”

“Hiss... it's hard to say...”

Wang Yan took a sip of cool air, and his face was sore with tangled eggs. He tried to push his legs down again.

The new gaze went downwards, his face rose briskly, and he wanted to laugh and was embarrassed, and his expression became extremely strange.

The legs that should normally be covered under the ankle are now above the ankle.

More than that, somewhere... somewhere else, just the crotch shaft, tight and tight.

Because jumpsuit is standard size, corresponding to 180 cm height, Wang Dazhao, although only 178 cm, but the body ratio is too golden, those long legs are unreasonable, so...

True egg pain.

Hatsumomo blushed, holding his smile, half true and half false complaining: “Next time you send the data, please send a serious leg length...”

You can't think about that. You can think about all the pits.

Big Major just didn't hear, turned around: "New sister, help me pull the lock. ”

Easily pulled up.

Because the top clothes grow a little bit and are particularly loose.

Hatsune muttered: “I didn't expect your figure to be so good...”

Wang Yan replied casually: “There are many places you didn't expect! ”

Then they slapped him again somehow.

“Get out of here! Brother, I'm going to change! ”

Wang Yan can tell, Suke-san, her mind is not pure at all, it is difficult for her to have such a high special score...

Well, the conclusion is simple - Sister Xu must be the Witch King!

You're the ones who brought my little sister down.

Wang Yan snuggled up to the door. Half an hour later, she screamed inside again: “Come in and help me pull the zipper, I can't reach it! ”

Nothing bad happened. Wang Dasheng usually helped her zip her protective clothes.

She was wearing warm underwear, she couldn't see anything from the back, and there was no physical contact with the zipper, so it was difficult to see the relationship clearly.

Wang Yan, by the way, glanced at the liking, 75, he was about to count.

It was about 70: 00 when she started dragging her arms, and she was young, young and decent...

It's hard to tell how many ingredients she has because she thinks of herself as a brother, less alert.

Combined with multiple factors, Hatsumomo is a pretty clean and self-sufficient girl who is careful about distance management.

No wonder there's such a high special score...

If -- let's just say, don't get me wrong!

If you want to feel it, you need at least 85 sensibilities, plus some routines, to get the chance.

Of course, Major Wang is so decent, it is impossible to set up a routine.

Even if it's water to canal, we'll have to be nice to Major Wang.

You don't understand the ranks of the male gods.

……

Zip up and change your shoes. Wang Yan whispered: "New sister, I know what your new word is. ”

“Fresh and fresh. ”

After answering, the young lady deliberately added: “From the Book of Poetry: Zhou Xingbang, although his life is new. It's not crayon, New! ”

“Understood, good meaning. ”

Wang Yan nodded.

I thought, "My lady has moved out the poetry scripture, we can't catch it. Does it look like Goto has no culture?"

In the last six months, I haven't read so many books in vain. I instantly remembered a quote in "University" containing the original text of the poem, and I took it up with my mouth.

“Tang's" Dish Ming "says: Jiuzhi New, Jiuzhi New, Jiuzhi New. Yes, so gentlemen do everything they can. Uncle has high expectations for you...”

Beeped halfway, he didn't finish his speech, and suddenly the new helmet snapped on his head and walked out the door without a word.

What's going on?

Wang Dashuo shuddered.

It took a while to figure out how to react - wow, you didn't know my nickname was Dog?!

But I really didn't mean it!

Young Master only felt wronged and even scolded his bad luck, so he followed him in a gray way.

Returning to the waiting area, Liu Night Xu is picking up her new helmet and playing hooliganism.

“Shut up! What the hell are you doing after all this time?! ”

“Girl, show the master, no flowers, no strawberries! ”

“What are you two doing in the middle of the day? ”

Hatsumomo refused to let them pull off their helmet masks, pushing them left and right to refuse.

This behavior naturally irritates the two of them with great suspicion, squeaking and screaming.

“Hello, you! The sisters didn't take care of it at first sight. A small piece of white and tender meat made you eat and wipe dry after you caught it empty, didn't it?! ”

“New! What about husbands? You don't deserve it! ”

“Hey, how does it taste?! ”

“Yes, yes, quietly... Mmm-hmm?! ”

“Get lost! ”

Hatsumomo couldn't stand it, so she ran back to the car and couldn't survive.

Wang Dazhao saw them suddenly turn their eyes to themselves. Think about it and put on their helmets.

I can't piss you off. I'm all for it!

Before walking to Rafah, Zhou Jianwu took the initiative to find him and explain the rules.

“Young Master Wang, there are many cars today, the speed is fast, we can't run in one lap, let's run in three laps! ”

“Yes.”

“Then you are in the last place, and everyone asks unanimously that no one else except you be accompanied by a lady, and you make everyone weigh 50 kilos. ”

In the regular game, don't say 50 kilograms, 5 kilograms is killing you.

Hundreds of millions of dollars to improve racing performance, often with a design change of only 0.5 kg, is absolutely absolutely absolute.

So you can see how much weight affects speed.

But Wang Da Shao Tang [Horizontal God], will you be afraid of this?

What about a bunch of chicken and dog business players who give you 50 kilos?!

Painfully nodded: “No problem. ”

“Ok! Wang Shen Qiao! ”

Zhou Jianwu raised his thumb and followed the Black Tiger to call Wang Shen.

However, one is a trench, and one is a god of cars, and the meaning is somewhat different.

Wang Yan slowly drove Rafa to the last lever position. He was not happy with the new one.

“Why did you put us at the end? The top seven chickens are in the way, how can you overtake them? ”

“It's okay, take your time. ”

Wang Yan didn't care. He just found it interesting.

The regular event, definitely not like Wang Yan imagined before, Hula, a bunch of cars mixed together, standing in front of a big Nami, untying the cold cover and throwing it into the sky, then everyone rushed out like a bee...

That's how Huang Xu's chickens did it last time in Didu, so Wang Yan misunderstood.

That is not the case, however.

Slightly more formal, racing cars depart one after the other.

The front and rear vehicles are 8 meters apart and await departure instructions.

Instruct, the clock starts, not looking at the first punch line, but wins with the last use of time.

Otherwise, security is not guaranteed.

It's more than a few million luxury cars. It's a few hundred grand. Get out and squeeze together.

So Wang Yan's last move meant that he was 64 meters away from the head car.

The departure time is more than 8 seconds apart, depending on the design of the event.

In short, in terms of visual effects, there may not be that kind of fierce side-by-side spelling, but rather running apart.

As racing cars stabilise their parking spaces one after the other, the stands become lively.

Today the SSCC court can accommodate 50,000 people on the stands, with only a few hundred spectators of sparse lara.

However, it is neither rich nor expensive, and it is no exaggeration to live at home per capita.

Not only do they love racing, but they really know cars, and judging them, they have a head start.

“I can finally see Rafah's actual track showing up, cool! ”

“Brother, to be fair, Rafah can't be stronger on the track than 599. ”

“Yes, there's still a difference between a legal overrun and a special track version. ”

“There are now five professional racetrack cars below, one McLaren P1 of the same class, and one GT3 retrofit, all at the same speed. ”

“And Rafah weighs almost 50 kilograms more, which almost equalizes the technical advantage. ”

“You're kidding. Haven't you seen Car God's video? 50 kilos to make it even? ”

“But Rafah can't drift like the G65, and Vehicle God's last strategy can't be used anymore, you admit it? ”

“There's nothing wrong with it, the pulling technology of the car god doesn't show up on the rafah, it's more important to the familiarity with the track, I see the car god hanging! ”

“You don't know anything about real technology! Details, brothers! ”

“Want to bet something?! ”

“Come on, who's afraid of who? ”

The game hasn't started yet, but the stands are a bit loud.

But this is the charm of racing. If you can't do it, you can follow suit.

Wang Dashuo was even more delightful.

The throttle stepped on and the exhaust pipe sounded like a bombardment.

Just ahead is a Porsche, and the sound waves are “woo woo” muffled.

Wang Yan suddenly wanted to laugh and asked Chuxin: “Xiaoxin, what kind of voice do you like? Ow, ow, ow, ow, ow. ”

Chuxin was straightening his fists and was stunned.

After a while, he suddenly punched me: "You stinking brother! Little hooligan! ”

Wang Yan was completely speechless.

Sister, you are a god...

I don't like walls, just you!

Watching the head car finally roar out, Wang Yan took a deep breath, touched her helmet with his hands back, laughed and reminded her.

“Sister, sit down and hold on... my brother will take you flying! ”

When Rafah ejected, there was a void in the new brain, and it really felt like it was flying.

In the high altitude view of the observatory, Rafah's start acceleration is fierce, worse than all previous cars.

Cutting into the first bend is a limiting radius.

Cut in with the outside lane, stick to the corner of the road, and put the head on the edge of the outside lane...

Turn around and add a foot of throttle, and the front car has driven together!

The audience burst into shock.

“Shit! Handsome! Who said the god wouldn't run and grab it?! ”

“Check it out, check it out, what was the speed of the first bend over the limit?! ”

“Don't look, I remember very well, T1 spiral bend, 166.5 km hours! ”

“What about the tech desk?! Why hasn't the data come out yet?! ”

The staff at the control desk is experienced and knows exactly what everyone wants to see. Soon, the technical data for the car 8 will come out on the big screen.

Average speed over bend: 150.7 km/h!

The stands suddenly go crazy.

The remaining gap of 16 kilometres is entirely a factor in vehicle performance, not an F1 race car, and it's impossible to get close to that limit.

Theoretically, 150.7, has escaped the limits of Rafah!

“Nima coin! Is Rafa so strong? ”

“Is the goddamn car strong?! ”

“On your knees! TC, body stabilization is off, ABS is on, is Nima playing with her life? ”

“Did the new car change the heat and molten tires? ”

“Absolutely not! - She's fine. - What are you doing? Today is a temporary start on the track. ”

“I went to... take it...”

Outside, there was a scream. In the car, Chuxin was struggling not to scream.

The pavement of the track is flat enough, but the track was initially designed with ramps, poor highlands, pavement inclination, and roadside friction zones.

After hundreds of speeds, cars with poor shock absorption will still feel bumpy.

Rafah is not a very shock-absorbing car.

Now, as soon as Wang Yan came up, he rushed to the early 180s. For the first time, he sat on the co-pilot, feeling the air coming from the surface, bearing a sudden bump, his whole heart instantly hung into his voice, feeling...

It feels like a small boat in the ocean, sandwiched by windy waves, swaying, trembling...

The eyes are full of water, stiff, tight, and soft inside.

Ow, ow, ow, ow.

This is a serious issue.