Five fingernails on the president's right hand have been blown off.
The left hand is intact for the time being.
She sat in the cab, stretched her left hand out of the window, and raised her middle finger toward the jeep behind her.
That middle finger is like an extremely sharp needle.
It stuck in the hearts of the riders.
Stinging!
For a moment, the driver's eyes widened, his pupils were filled with bloodshot eyes, and he gritted his teeth.
Anger filled his chest.
At this moment, the riders seemed to be able to hear the president’s ridicule.
——Garbage is garbage.
Same.
They are exactly the same as those who look down on themselves!
The driver recalled his past.
He is a domain type person.
In terms of the type of characteristics, it is undoubtedly quite rare, but its characteristics and abilities are not satisfactory.
White mist.
In short, it is to create a "ghost wall" area within a certain range.
As long as the white mist exists, no one in the white mist, including himself, will be able to leave this fixed area.
Doesn't sound that weak, right?
This is not the case.
Faced with ordinary people who don't know anything, Gui Daqiang can certainly deal with them easily.
But what supernatural power can't deal with them?
Just find a few gangsters and you don't need to consume raw energy blocks.
And face those who are truly extraordinary.
Whether they are witnesses or real masters in the Deep Space Society, they have only one choice.
He tightened his grip on the weapon in his hand and grinned ferociously.
"Can't you get out? Then I'll kill you, and then can you get out?"
Of course it can.
Therefore, when drivers are in the Star Chamber of Commerce, they basically focus on auxiliary field control during the battle.
The chamber of commerce internally evaluated it as——
Of no use.
The white mist itself can only limit the venue, and the battles of extraordinary beings are often a dual battle of spirit and body.
Ten extraordinary beings are in the white mist.
Nine of them were able to immediately judge Bai Wu's characteristics and abilities, while the remaining one didn't care at all.
In addition, the driver's combat effectiveness is extremely limited, making it impossible for him to complete any tasks independently.
Therefore, the positioning of drivers within the chamber of commerce is very useless.
An ordinary driver needs to consume a lot of raw energy to maintain the existence of a fixed site.
The white mist itself has no offensive power, and the driver does not have the brains to play more tricks with the white mist.
Naturally, the riders were ostracized by others within the chamber of commerce.
So, is there any solution?
Of course there is.
The answer is "weird creatures".
As long as you fuse yourself with the strange creatures, you can use the "rules" of the strange creatures to further strengthen your own characteristics and capabilities.
This "fusion" technology was first proposed by Cheng Yi's teacher. It has not had time to be perfected. The technology possessed by the First Star Chamber of Commerce is strictly speaking a semi-finished product and is not mature.
So this is an approach where risks and opportunities coexist, and the risks are extremely high.
The driver got a piece of meat from an unknown strange creature.
As long as he swallows it, he may further develop his own characteristics, or at least improve his personal combat ability.
Or, even more likely - death on the spot.
The driver stared at the piece of meat and thought about it all night, and finally gave up.
He doesn't have the courage.
He doesn't want to die yet.
At that time, the riders did not know that not long after, a person successfully forcibly merged with the strange creature, and eventually became one of the top combat forces in the Star Chamber of Commerce.
Her code name is "Dancer" and she is a completely crazy woman.
After that, the driver completely lost the opportunity to turn around within the Chamber of Commerce.
Of course, he can also use the traditional playing methods within the Star Chamber of Commerce.
Summon the red mist to come, and then combine with the white mist to fight the enemy together.
But that would require consuming a huge amount of raw energy blocks, and the red mist and white mist would place great restrictions on the site.
Efforts and rewards are simply not proportional.
As a result, the driver has even less status within the Star Chamber of Commerce.
He was thinking of defecting.
The departure of the warriors provides opportunities for the riders.
Regardless of the warrior's indifferent attitude towards him, he forced himself to join, and finally successfully joined the Deep Space Society.
Of course, even within the Deep Space Society, the driver's position is still very awkward.
But today is different from the past.
The rider hugged the warrior's thigh.
They "jumped" at the same time, so they were naturally regarded as a pair, and the driver was able to gain a foothold with the help of the warrior.
This is very humbling.
But the riders are happy!
At least it’s better than being criticized at the Star Chamber of Commerce!
But...it's really humbling.
So when the president extended her middle finger, the rider was completely pissed off.
"So is he, so is she, so are you..."
"Yes, yes, no one looks down on me."
"I deserve it!"
"But now, I can kill you!"
The driver stepped on the accelerator again.
The reason why his codename is "Driver" is because he used to be a professional racing driver before he set foot on the extraordinary world.
In terms of driving skills, the driver's level is higher than the president doesn't know how many levels.
He has the confidence to continue driving safely on this winding mountain road without slowing down!
He can do it.
Can I be president?
boom!
The jeep continued to speed up, and its bumper hit the president's sports car again.
The sports car was hit and moved forward a little, and the relative movement speed increased, so the president was forced to continue accelerating.
The two cars went one behind the other, and the speed quickly reached 63km/h.
And, faster and faster!
Ode!
Ode!
Winding mountain roads have very few straight sections.
After driving straight for tens of seconds, there was another curve ahead.
The driver stuck out his tongue, stepped on the accelerator, and hit the sports car for the third time when entering the corner.
boom!
Almost at the same time, the president made a fist with his left hand, stretched out his thumb, and pointed downwards heavily.
Snapped!
The nail cap of the thumb on his left hand burst instantly.
Characteristic activated.
Change the probability of successfully cornering to 100% again!
laugh!
The two cars drifted in parallel, one behind the other, and successfully negotiated the bend again.
Little red flowers floated out from the president's thumb.
That's all blood.
Fingers connected to the heart.
Six of the president's fingernails had exploded, and a heartbreaking pain swept through her.
But she still held the steering wheel tightly and stared straight ahead.
Based on her driving skills alone, what is the probability of successfully negotiating the corner?
10%? 20%? No more than 30% at most.
But she also has to try her best.
Because if you take your hands off the steering wheel, the chance of successfully cornering will drop to less than 0.1%.
At that time, if you want to increase the probability of successfully cornering to 100%, you will have to pay more than just a fingernail.
Always try your best to change the probability at the minimum cost.
——This is the characteristic of the president.
The president opened his mouth and yelled at the riders behind him:
"Don't waste your efforts, my hand hurts!"
This is a great truth.
The driver was puzzled as to why the president suddenly stopped the confrontation between the two?
The president's yelling continued.
"Do you think you are a dish?"
"Drive honestly and wait for them to decide the outcome."
"Stop adding drama to yourself, trash!"
The president's loud curses reached the driver's ears, making him even more angry.
Still calling me trash?!
me……
them?
The driver suddenly realized something, raised his head and looked through the front window towards the roof of the car.
He saw two fists clashing together.
boom!
The fists and peaks collided, causing the surrounding air to tremble faintly.
The driver lowered his head and became much more honest.
Yes, he is garbage.
The two people on the roof of the car are two complete monsters.
