the end of the heavens

The destination was a canyon between two mountains, crowded with people. There were at least hundreds of people in the narrow valley, but all of them were young people in their 20s.

Several carts were selling snacks, beer, soda, and hot dogs. In the middle, a fat black man with a big gold chain was opening the market, surrounded by many people.

"Britt, why did you come here? I thought you Prosperous Town had abstained!" the fat man shook the big gold chain around his neck, and reprimanded him arrogantly.

Facing the fat black man with big arms and round waists, Brett was a little strong on the outside, lacking in confidence, and said, "How is it possible, even if it's not for the $2000 bonus, I have to earn back the registration fee. In fact, there was a little accident, I... "

The fat man waved his hand and said impatiently, "Okay, I'm not interested in your reason for being late, get ready, the game starts in 20 minutes."

When we got here, the situation became very clear. The fat black man drove an illegal racing game, and the young people headed by Brett participated in the race for prize money. Russell's identity in this world is exactly a representative of "Prosperity Town" member, a drag racing party.

Russell didn't like this identity, because he was the former cop, and he had a bad impression of motorcycle racing gangs. He didn't study hard, and spent his life with the money his parents gave him.

This is a group that can easily arouse disgust. The main reason is to spare lives, and it also poses a threat to the lives and property of others.Worst of all, this group is mostly made up of young people with little experience in the world, they are full of energy, curiosity, and love to die.

The reason why I am obsessed with drag racing is because of my adolescent rebellion and desire for performance.They like excitement, pursue extreme speed, and want to gain the recognition of the group and the attention of the opposite sex through this extremely dangerous way.

It is undeniable that both men and women have a primitive desire for speed. Compared with cars, motorcycles are cheaper and easier to obtain, which can easily meet the needs of this group of people.

The pleasure of speed brings the heartbeat to speed up, making money and being favored by the opposite sex all make young people want to stop, so it is no wonder that they are repeatedly banned.

In the United States, illegal drag racing has always existed, and the cops have severely cracked down on drag racing gangs, but once everything is linked to money, even the cops have nothing to do.Moreover, after the "Fast and Furious" series of movies were released, speed was directly equated with masculine charm, which caused headaches for the police.

Russell didn't like his current status, but...for the sake of being 18 years old, he reluctantly accepted it.

Nice to be 18!

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Rumble--rumble--

The roar of a large locomotive echoed in the valley, and the cheers and screams increased as the race approached.The helmets of various colors are particularly conspicuous in the sun. There are about 70 riders gathered here, all of them are about the same age, representing six nearby towns.

Among them, there are more than 20 people from one town, who are the biggest competitors of Prosperous Town, and all of them are wearing racing suits.It's a pity that it's useless. A group of young people are not professional. Dressing formally does not mean that they are skilled. They just look good.

The fat black man raised his starting gun and held a loudspeaker in the other hand, "Listen, boys, circle the track once and for all, the one who returns the fastest is the winner. The rules...there are no rules!"

"Following the colored flags is the track, and there are people holding cameras at every colored flag, so don't try to cheat!"

"No.1 bonus is 2000 dollars, No. 2500 dollars, No. 3100 dollars, more than No. 3, you can't even earn back the registration fee!"

"Let me reiterate the rules at the end. The rules of this free cross-country race are... There are no rules!"

"Whoa--"

As soon as the voice of the fat man fell, the audience roared wildly, their necks flushed, and they waved their tickets in support of their favorite drivers.

buzz - buzz - buzz

The drivers twisted the handles. They were all amateurs, and some of them were even newbies who had just obtained their driver's licenses. Fighting spirit, I want to circle around the fastest.

Victory represents beauty and girls, and the right to laugh at losers!

Seeing that the atmosphere at the scene was so good, Fatty couldn't help but feel complacent. He was in a good mood today. He had earned back the bonus from the tickets alone, and with the proceeds from the opening, he would have earned tens of thousands of dollars today.

"Listen to the order and start again. Don't try to rush away, otherwise you will be canceled if you get the ranking." The fat man looked around and raised his hand to signal the audience to cheer.

In the valley, a large group of people shouted and counted down.

"3!"

"2!"

"1!"

"start!"

bang——

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street diary

Today in the Pujie group, there is a Pujie who has become a god. Everyone counted and finally kicked him.

Chapter 44 Is the Elephant Elephant

Buzz! !

buzzing————

With the order of the command gun, 70 riders drove off-road motorcycles with high spirits. The deep and shocking roar detonated the audience in an instant, ignited the passion in the valley, and pushed to the climax in one fell swoop, and the audience was so excited that they cried like hell.

The fat black man is very stingy, and his conditions are limited, so there is no live video broadcast. The only way to broadcast the live broadcast is his mobile phone.

Because the signal is too poor, there will inevitably be many misreports during the live broadcast, but this does not affect the enthusiasm of the audience.The valley is both the end point, and they can see No.1 by staying here, and most of them are gamblers who want the result, and there are very few people who really like off-road motorcycle racing.

The exit of the valley is a desert bush, the friction of the sand is not enough, and the map is very spacious, there is only one flag every 70 meters, so if you are not careful, you will fall behind, and the [-] drivers will soon be divided into three echelons .

The number of people in the first echelon is exactly ten, and the gap with the second echelon is not obvious. The distance between the two echelons is not far, and the schedule has just started, so it is difficult to guarantee that this ranking will be maintained until the end.

Not to mention the third echelon, more than half of the people are in this echelon, they are purely joining in the fun, making a special trip to accompany and boo, just to create a passionate atmosphere!

Russell rode a motorcycle and firmly occupied a position in the first echelon. He had never played motorcycles in the sand, but fortunately, he had the skills of driving a car to face a group of amateur drivers.

The motorcycle rumbled and trembled, and the engine of the motorcycle roared continuously and lowly. In the blink of an eye, it ran tens of meters away, rolling up a line of sand on the road.

Dozens of motorcycles set off large swathes of yellow sand and flew, looking down from a high altitude, you can see the arrows of the sprinting wolf, and the sky is full of sand and rocks behind you, extremely excited.

Underground motorcycle competitions are all shot to change places, so the venues are all made from local materials, and the obstacles are all natural.

green!Environmental friendly!save money!

Deserts, steep slopes, wastelands, and even highways are all ready-made. The fat man organized this competition, and he used shovels to dig holes along the way, and then planted a flag.

Passing through the desert area, the first turning point of the race schedule was reached. According to the guidance of the flag, the first echelon drove onto the expressway.There are few vehicles on the expressway in the wilderness of the United States, but no matter how few there are, there are dangers. This group of passionate young people play desperately, increase the horsepower, the motorcycle and the ground make a tooth-acid friction sound, and a puff of black smoke spews out , turned into an uncaged beast and galloped out.

The test of this journey is the performance of the motorcycle. Those with bad tires and engines will be quickly thrown away.

If you can't close the gap, you can't win, and if you don't win, you won't have bonuses and girls. The final result is that oser goes home and masturbates by himself.

Omitting the intermediate process, it can be summed up in one sentence, having no money is equal to masturbating yourself, and having a salary to have a girl!

Single without money!

The first echelon and the second echelon were further divided into several grades. The performance of good locomotives and ordinary locomotives caused the rankings to change, and the changes were still obvious.

The group of riders in uniform gradually squeezed into the first echelon, while Russell's off-road motorcycle performance was mediocre and fell to the second echelon.Of the more than a dozen young people representing Prosperity Town, only Brett is still in the first echelon. After all, he is the son of the mayor, so the superior performance of the motorcycle is a matter of course.