Chapter 49 "Onyourleft!!!"
"Waterfa?"
Like the astonished spectators around him, Lange also patted the steering wheel in front of him in confusion.
"What are you doing, man? Don't tell me I'm out of gas?"
McQueen did not answer his words, but just like every time before setting foot on the track, he silently recited his creed:
"Speed is my speed"
"Hurry up and go faster, go faster and faster!"
"I am Lightning McQueen!"
Whoosh——!
With this declaration, McQueen burst out at astonishing speed like activated red lightning, instantly tearing the air apart and shooting out!
“Thank you so much”
Looking at the afterimages retreating rapidly along the road, Lange was stunned for a moment, and then quickly fastened his seat belt.
Ahead, Dominic looked at the red Viper that he had left behind in the rearview mirror, and showed his signature smile with disdain.
"Boring."
He shook his head. If he had known that his opponent was so weak, he wouldn't have taken action personally. Any of his subordinates could have won the Viper.
Thinking of McQueen's domineering paint and powerful lines, Dominic looked satisfied. It seemed that his garage was about to have a new member.
However, at this moment, a flaming red car silhouette suddenly appeared in the rearview mirror!
This red Viper is coming like a nightmare, approaching quickly!
The distance between the two is constantly shrinking, and in the blink of an eye, they have crossed the tens of meters and are clinging to the rear of the Challenger!
"Impossible!" Dominic was stunned, staring at the viper that was getting closer and closer.
Immediately afterwards, the two cars entered the corner almost at the same time, and their tires made an extremely harsh friction sound with the ground.
As he approached the apex of the bend, McQueen suddenly increased the steering angle and stepped on the accelerator!
The car body is almost parallel to the edge of the track, drawing a dazzling red arc in the curve!
At the same time, a thumb suddenly stretched out from the driver's seat of McQueen's car, and then quickly turned down, accompanied by Lango's leisurely voice:
"Onyourleft!!!"
The next second, McQueen, who was still a head behind, made a neat side slide drift and directly threw away the challenger, and came from behind to widen the distance!
"Fak Fak Fak!!!"
Dominic roared in anger, this was the first time in his life that he was face-ridden and humiliated in a racing circuit!
He stepped on the accelerator fiercely, vowing to regain his position, and had already planned in his mind that when he overtook him, he would shout to him with a louder voice than Lango, "Onyourright!"
In front, Lango, who was holding the steering wheel and pretending, looked at the black Challenger getting further and further away in the rearview mirror and yawned out of boredom.
McQueen is good at everything, but he has no control experience for the driver when driving.
He doesn't even need to step on the accelerator, he just needs to sit there. "Bro, this is too boring. Is there a stereo? Put on a song and listen."
"certainly!"
The next second, a burst of strong music sounded
"Kid, do you have a lot of ammunition~Why are others reading comics, but I am learning to fight and talking to the corpse?"
"While others were playing games, I was leaning against the wall, smoking my cocaine."
"I said I wanted a big plane~ but I got an old AK47"
"Listen to the police and don't let him pull out the gun."
The car echoed with a song whose melody was familiar to Lango but whose lyrics had been changed beyond recognition.
He asked in shock: "What's the name of this song?" A few seconds later, McQueen replied: "According to the music library, the song title is: "Listen to what the hell you say!" 》”
"OK"
A few minutes later, the bored Lango was about to take a nap for a while, but when he saw the black challenger more than a hundred meters ahead, he instantly became energetic again.
Just like when he was drifting and overtaking, he once again stretched his thumbs-up left hand out of the window!
Ahead, Dominic caught this scene in the rearview mirror and immediately gritted his teeth. He was actually pulled around by this pretty boy!
"Hey!" Lango's harsh voice sounded again.
"Onyourleft!!!"
Whoosh——!
Before he finished speaking, McQueen pulled away from him again and sped away, leaving only Dominic, whose face had been twisted into a mask of pain, sucking the exhaust fumes behind.
Not long after, a familiar scene appeared in his rearview mirror again.
Looking at the thumbs up in the mirror, Dominic gritted his teeth and said: "Don'tsayit! Don'tsay (Don't say it, don't say it!)"
However, his wish failed.
"Onyourleft!!!"
"F-gram!!!"
Dominic, who was originally irritable, could no longer restrain his anger and roared and punched the steering wheel!
In an instant, the Challenger lost control while driving at high speed. The tires skidded and slid off the track. With a harsh collision and the sound of metal twisting, it hit the roadside wall heavily and then rolled several times. Then he reluctantly stopped.
"oh"
Looking at this scene in the rearview mirror, Lange scratched his head innocently.
This guy couldn't help but be amused.
Soon after, McQueen, who had successfully completed twenty laps, made a beautiful emergency stop drift and stopped firmly at the warehouse gate at the finish line.
The place was already full of people. Audiences and hot girls from all over Brooklyn crowded the place, applause and cheers came one after another.
Lange glanced casually, and saw that many sisters in miniskirts were looking at him with applause and cheers.
Among the crowd, the one with the ugliest expression was Dominic, who was half-dead. Not only was Lango pulling him for several laps, but he, as an experienced rider, couldn't control it. The embarrassing thing of "hitting the wall" happened emotionally.
Thanks to his rough skin and thick flesh, the car rolled around for more than ten times and he only suffered some superficial injuries.
Without further ado, Lango patted the steering wheel, signaling McQueen to continue pretending. Then he coughed lightly, pulled his collar, and stepped out of the car calmly.
Facing a group of eager members of the Speeding Gang, he leaned against the car door, lit a cigarette leisurely, and asked calmly: "Are we going to do it again?"
"伱"
Dominic strode up to Rango angrily and pointed at his face. His face turned red, but he couldn't say a word for a long time.
"Dom!"
At the critical moment, a crisp voice broke the deadlock.
A tall young woman with a complexion as attractive as high-grade chocolate stood up and gently blocked Dominic behind her.
"Mia."
She stretched out her hand to look at Lango with a smile, carefully looking at the man who made her brother taste the bitterness of failure for the first time.
"I am Dom's sister. You won this competition. You can take this person away. Our Toretto family will do what we say and will never stop you."
"It seems that you are more sensible than your brothers and others."
Lango smiled and held the woman's hand, feeling the silky smooth skin of the woman in his hand. He glanced at Dominic, whose face was ashen, as if he was deliberately angry with him, and leaned close to Mia's ear and asked softly: "Yes?" Want to go for a ride together? Look, my co-pilot is still free."
"Really?" Mia glanced at him playfully and said with a wave of eyes: "It seems I have to rearrange my schedule."
Lango smiled and nodded. Seeing Dominic's angry forehead showing blue veins, he shrugged and went to Kevin and prepared to leave directly.
Seeing the red Viper drifting away, everyone present felt emotion in their hearts. From now on, the racing god of the entire East Coast has changed owners.
Suddenly, the sports car that was about to drive out of the park gate made another 180-degree turn and drove back, returning to everyone's sight.
Lango stuck his head out of the car window and asked Dominic: "Hey, Dom, I have a batch of goods, are you interested?"
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(End of chapter)