After the truck passed by, Gong Yu's face turned pale and he withdrew his gaze. The fingers holding the engine head began to tremble unconsciously, and he almost couldn't hold the engine head anymore.
The scene before my eyes became blurry for a moment, and the cheers in my ears were unclear and distant.
The supernatural power just now consumed too much of Gong Yu's energy, making her so tired that she wanted to fall asleep.
She couldn't help but smile bitterly: Is it really too forced?
This was Gong Yu's first attempt to control such a huge object remotely, and while it was moving.
If it were in the morning, she wouldn't even dare to think that she could control the truck.
But after practicing according to the booklet given by Mu Nian, her ability level has improved by leaps and bounds.
But this is already her limit.
"Brother Yu, what's wrong with you?"
Zuo Yunfeng keenly noticed that something was wrong with Gong Yu.
Why is Gong Yu’s body temperature so low?
"fine."
Gong Yu gritted his teeth and answered coldly, trying to hide his weakness with his tone.
After she finished speaking, Gong Yu decisively bit the tip of her tongue. A piercing pain accompanied by a strong smell of blood filled her mouth, forcing her scattered mind to concentrate.
The game is not over yet, she needs to hold on for a while longer.
Gong Yu stared forward with sharp eyes, pressed down his wrist, and twisted the accelerator hard.
“Boom!”
Before everyone could come to their senses, a loud roar suddenly sounded in their ears, and then they saw Gong Yu suddenly speeding up on his motorcycle and speeding forward, and soon disappeared from everyone's sight.
Everyone: Can Gong Yu still compete?
Zhang Hao watched the motorcycle leave from his side, and a deep sense of unwillingness flashed in his frightened eyes.
He endured the pain, quickly got up from the ground, and limped to chase Gong Yu.
But how could he possibly catch up with the speed of a motorcycle?
Is he really going to lose to Gong Yu like this?
His strong self-esteem made him unwilling to admit this fact.
At this moment, a motorcycle stopped beside Zhang Hao and asked with concern: "Zhang Hao, are you okay?"
The person sitting in the car was Zhang Hao’s good friend.
He pulled the girl off the motorcycle without saying anything, sat on it himself, and ordered anxiously: "Hurry up, catch up, catch up..."
He was in a daze, and kept muttering: "I can't lose, I can't lose, I can't lose..."
At Zhang Hao's urging, his companion stepped on the gear, stepped on the accelerator and sped out, chasing in the direction Gong Yu left.
When the others saw Zhang Hao catching up, they also drove their motorcycles and whizzed past.
Zhao Rui sat on the ground in a mess, with tears still on her face. She stared gloomily at the motorcycle going away, and her jealousy towards Gong Yu became even stronger.
It’s all because of Gong Yu that she has fallen to this point.
The distance of five hundred meters is neither close nor far. In just a moment, everyone reached the finish line.
The end point is right at a corner.
When Zhang Hao and others arrived, Gong Yu had already turned the nose of the plane and was waiting quietly there.
Gong Yu took off his helmet, but continued to ride on the bike, his back straight, his expression grim, his long, inky hair hanging down, looking so cool that it was infuriating to both humans and gods.
Zuo Yunfeng got out of the back seat, helmet in hand, and looked at Zhang Hao with a smug look on his face. He shouted arrogantly, "Zhang Hao, you bastard, hurry over here and call me big brother."
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