Peerless Genius System

“Oh, yeah, the car's flying, Dad. Awesome! ”

Su Xiaobei cheered and did not have a slight panic on her face. Instead, she laughed happily and closed her eyes. Su Chanye, in a state of despair, contrasted sharply with her.

Focus on Sholo's face, pull up the hand brake at the moment of the bend, while striking in the direction, the throttle is precisely controlled, one step loose, and then hit the steering wheel again in the opposite direction. Under his operation, the black Trumpet SUV head was drawn close to the double yellow wire, with no loss of speed, just as it was on the road, or as if it were gliding on ice, smoothly and naturally.

As a racing enthusiast, Su Chanye became familiar with this feeling, but two words immediately popped into his mind - drift.

Open your eyes, when you find the car in its current state, his eyes can't help but stare...

Oh, shit!

It's really drifting!

It's not a sports car. It's just a state-owned SUV. Can you even drift? Still drifting so fucking well?

Su Chanye's eyes trembled violently as if he saw something incomprehensible.

The head is close to the double yellow line. If it's on Wolf Mountain, it drifts along the inner circle.

While he was stunned, the black message SUV was already bent.

Sholo put the hand brake down, turn the steering wheel back, release the brake, then press the throttle hard, the SUV rushes forward like an arrow, there is no carton or buffer at all, people can't feel the change in the speed of the car, it is breathtaking, smooth and smooth.

Su Chanye was stunned. These operations are evil!

There was another sharp turn ahead, and this time he was calm, and he had to take a closer look at Sholo's operation.

100 meters...

Fifty meters...

15 meters...

Coming!!!

Su Chanye conjectured the distance from the bend. At the moment of the bend, his attention was also highly focused.

Sholo's face was flawless, desolate as water, pulled up the direction of the handbrake, tapped on the throttle and brake, and then turned the steering wheel hard, like the windy SUV slid back to the tail, forming a drift.

Beautiful sports arc!

Smooth drift maintained!

Nearly perfect inner turn override!

Su Chanye couldn't believe his eyes. Even more so, he couldn't believe that his cold-sided brother-in-law managed the car's drift so well. You know, this is an SUV, and it hasn't been modified yet, but it can bring water without dragging mud. It drifted very nicely. This is a bad driving technique.

“Didn't this guy say he couldn't race? ”

Su Chanye watched Sholohan mutter to himself in his driving position.

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After two sharp turns, the black message caught up with the four foreign men.

Sholo controlled the speed and kept the car on the same line as the spitting bearded foreign man, knocking down the window.

When it was discovered that it was the car that threw up its own sputum, the bearded foreign man opened his eyes like a monster and shouted: "Shit. ”

Their main purpose is to feel the speed of flying, experience the feeling of happiness beyond others, the average car simply can't catch them, let alone on the roads where there are many cars driving.

“Pull over.” Sholo's faint way.

“Son of a bitch Chinese, are you crazy? You want to compete with me? Or do you think you have the capital to yell at me?” The bearded foreign man bites his teeth and cuts his teeth in anger.

At this point, a black gun pointed at his head and a cold slaughter came out of his mouth.

Sholo raised his voice, coldly warning: "Pull over! ”

“Oh, shit.” The bearded foreigner showed fear and hurriedly reduced the speed of the car.

Don't say the bearded foreign man, it's Su Chan Ye who was terrified. Why didn't you expect Sholo to take a gun out of his seat?

“Grunting ~”

After a hard breath of spit, Su Chanye suddenly felt that his cold-faced brother-in-law was so mysterious, it was so hard to see. This was a killer gun. Moreover, it was illegal to hide guns in China. He was going to jail. Where did you get this gun?

“Catch up! Catch up! ”

Su Xiaobei didn't react much. He was just excited. He played a game of police chasing thieves and caught up with thieves. Of course, it's worth the pleasure.

Four motorcycles stopped, as did Sholo's.

Push open the door and walk down with the Desert Eagle equipped by the NSA.

Four foreign men have long been scared to look at Sholo with horror, especially that bearded foreign man, the Six Gods of God, sitting on a motorcycle in awe, there is no such thing as arrogance before.

“Sir, sir, don't be impulsive. This guy didn't mean it. I apologize on his behalf. I'm sorry, I'm sorry...”

One of the four older foreign men was more calm, rushed to lower his posture to soothe Sholoh's emotions and bowed and apologized, and no one could imagine that they would just be the arrogant shooter.

“Is there a generation of apologies? ”

Shololi stood in his footsteps, his cold eyes swept over the spitting foreign man, fluent English spoken out and through a sincere chill.

The elderly foreign man was frightened and he was convinced that he had encountered a fierce attack. The Chinese man in front of him had absolutely dared to shoot them. He could feel the smell of blood emanating from his body some distance away.

Wave hard at the bearded foreign man: "Johnny, hurry up and apologize to this gentleman. ”

The bearded foreign man had no temper, ran over immediately, lowered his posture and bowed deeply to Sholo: "I'm sorry, I was wrong, please forgive me! ”

Sholo glanced at him for a moment, then patted him on the shoulder.

With a scream of pain, the bearded foreign man “punched" on his knees on the ground, his knees and ground slammed hard, feeling the bones burst, the intense pain made the bearded foreign man's face rose red into pig liver, his forehead sweating.

Sholo snorted softly: "In our country of China, apologies are kneeling down, which makes it seem sincere. ”

The other three people dared not say a word more, they were all straight to the spirit, and thought: How did you provoke such a harsh character?

The bearded man raised his head and looked at Sholo in horror, crying without tears.

Sholo knocked his pistol on his shoulder: "Go, wipe your puke off my car.” Then add, "Wipe with your hands. ”

“Sir, this is inconsistent with your hospitality in China. We were wrong first, but we apologize, but you made such a rude request, and I have the right to go to the Ministry of Foreign Affairs to sue you.” Older foreign men expressed strong dissatisfaction.

Sholo glanced at him indifferently and smiled. “You live in your dreams, I'll give you two options. Either take a shot at me, or wipe that disgusting thing off my hands. ”

The gentleman did nothing. Sholo never thought of himself as a gentleman or a good man. The four people upset him. Then he had to upset them too.

“I protest! ”

“Boom ~”

Sholo kicked him straight in the foot, made him lie on the ground and mourn painfully, and taught him to be human again.

As his eyes swept towards the moustache man, the moustache man shook a chilly, cold sweat burst and nodded violently like a chicken pecking rice: "I… I would wipe my hands, I would wipe your car clean. ”