"Come on, I'm betting heavily on you to win, don't let me down!"

Robert patted Zhang Tuohai on the shoulder and said.

"If I can share some of it, I will work harder."

Zhang Tuohai said half-jokingly.

"Oh, that's not possible. This is the pension I prepared for myself. However, if you can win, I can introduce you to more advertisers and let you use more products."

Robert seriously refused.

"Is that so? That's really a pity."

Zhang Tuohai couldn't help but shrug after hearing this, then sat in the cab and backed the car into a container.

The container was lifted by a forklift to an open area. Then, Zhang Tuohai, who was in the container, felt a shaking and then heard the sound of a propeller.

"Are they going to send us there in a helicopter?"

Miranda, the bikini girl, said while holding on to the armrests in the car.

"Otherwise, the competition is on an island. Should we transport it there by ship? What if we run away halfway? Don't forget, our car is equipped with various weapons. If we want to run on land,

There are so many ways. In the air, if we dare to move, we will be thrown to death."

Zhang Tuohai moved his wrist and glanced at the electronic anklet on his ankle. At this time, the positioning area of ​​the electronic anklet had been expanded. Otherwise, the bomb would have exploded the moment he was lifted out of the prison.

There was no timer in the car, so Zhang Tuohai kept counting his own pulse to calculate the time. About fifteen minutes later, Zhang Tuohai felt a violent crash, and then the clanging sound of lifting chains - they were placed

On the ground.

Bang, after a muffled sound, the lids on all sides of the container were opened. Zhang Tuohai immediately raised the periscope and looked around.

As far as the eye can see, there are eight cars in total, arranged in two staggered rows. Zhang Tuohai's position is No. 3 in the second row, which is a very poor position.

The car in seat 4 on the left is a humvee covered in spikes, with long cones welded to the wheels. The window is lowered, and you can see two strong men wearing vests and sunglasses in the car.

Han, a strong man with a cigar in his mouth, smiled contemptuously when he saw Zhang Tuohai's periscope, and made a gesture of cutting his throat.

Zhang Tuohai has seen this kind of people a lot, and they are all queuing up to be reborn. Naturally, he will not be angry, so he just turns the periscope and turns to the other side.

On the other side, there is a Wrangler pickup truck. The whole body is reinforced with steel plates, and grilles are installed on the windows. There is a heavy machine gun in the back of the truck, and the huge gun shield almost wraps up the person.

Because the gun mantlet was too thick, a turntable was made below, and the person above adjusted the direction by turning the handle.

To the right is a streamlined sports car. The body of the car looks very low, similar to a normal F1 racing car. Two people are divided into front and rear seats. There is a huge rocket engine installed at the rear. It seems that it should be traveling at a high speed.

I just don’t know what the real situation is. Zhang Tuohai has never seen this kind of car in previous race videos.

The vehicles in front also have their own characteristics, but the overall style is similar, with thick rivet armor, heavy machine guns, and some are equipped with Dow anti-tank missiles.

Full of wasteland heavy metal style.

Many people even stood up from their cars and waved to the surrounding monitors, obviously trying to win the favor of the audience so as not to be voted out during the voting session.

"Do we really not need to go out and please those viewers?"

Miranda asked a little worriedly.

"No need!" Zhang Tuohai drank the milk tea in his hand with a nonchalant expression.

"But if we look like this and enter the voting..."

"Then just don't enter the voting session."

"Do we really want to kill so many people?" Miranda hesitated.

"It's not us who kill them, it's capital. If we don't kill them, it's us who will die."

Zhang Tuohai pulled the handbrake and put his foot on the accelerator.

The other riders will also be back in the car, and the ready light will be on at this time.

The host also quickly introduced today's rules.

Today's rules are very simple, unrestricted free race. There are no restrictive rules in this competition. As long as you can complete two laps along the road, you will be the winner. The final number of survivors shall not be more than three. Those who exceed will all enter the voting round.

It is up to the spectators to decide whether the contestants live or die.

"There are three people who are the biggest survivors? Is it so difficult? Lao Zhang, please don't die. I'm counting on you for my pension!"

In a bar, Robert held the betting slip in his hand and watched TV with excitement. The betting slip in his hand was almost soaked with sweat.

The other drinkers in the bar are basically the same. Every time a death racing game starts, it is a carnival of gamblers. The disputes outside the venue are sometimes even more cruel than inside the venue.

Tick-tick-tick!

The last set of red lights came on and everyone stepped on the accelerator.

"Do it!"

Many players invariably turned their machine guns and turrets to shoot at the players around them.

This is the place with the highest hit rate in all venues.

Of course, those who didn't have much confidence in their vehicle's defense simply stepped on the accelerator and rushed out.

Zhang Tuohai received special attention because he was in the second row. Two cars in the first row, one on the left and one on the right, blocked the front of Zhang Tuohai's car. The cars on the left and right sides set up heavy machine guns, aiming at Zhang Tuohai.

Takumi's car started shooting wildly.

However, Zhang Tuohai's vehicle was modified according to the protection level of a light tank, and could even withstand direct fire from small-caliber artillery. These 12.7 mm-caliber machine guns could only leave a little dent on the armor plate.

Miranda was frightened by the gunshots like exploding beans at first, but later she found out that no gun could really penetrate the armor plate, and she slowly felt relieved.

"Let's do it, we don't have so much time to waste with them."

Zhang Tuohai held the steering wheel with both hands and said lazily.

"Oh, okay." Miranda picked up the handle and pressed the green button. The roof of the car opened, and a round nozzle popped out, aiming at the Hummer next to it.

puff--

A stream of extremely concentrated acid was sprayed from the high-pressure water cannon, directly into the open window of the Hummer.

Two strong men in vests were accidentally poured all over their faces.

Stab-prick-

A stream of white smoke and a burnt smell rose from the faces of the two strong men.

"ah--"

The two strong men covered their faces and screamed in pain.
Chapter completed!