when i have experience

Chapter 179 The Black Falcon
The tachometer of each motorcycle is soaring, the value is constantly soaring, and the roar seems to echo one after another, and it is like the roar of a wild beast unwilling to be restrained.

Everyone has controlled the speed, and the mounts under their seats are ready to move.

Li Tong buckled down the goggles, and the white falcon under the seat suddenly lost its restraint and rushed out instantly.

Immediately afterwards, motorcycles sprinted out one after another, and at the end Chen Xing also sprinted out, and the black and green ninja drew a trajectory.

All the people tacitly kept increasing the speed, and then kept changing gears. All of them passed the fourth gear and adjusted to the fifth gear.

Hehe, even though it is a car club, how could it be possible that they can't even drive 60 yards, and they will lose their joy of riding.

"Boom~~——"

A white streamlined falcon on a motorcycle passed a curve. Just after the car passed, the fallen leaves on the ground were blown in the air by the strong wind blown by the car. Before the fallen leaves returned to the ground, another motorcycle passed by at high speed.

One after another, if the leaf is sentient, it must want to curse, damn it, let people sleep?
Chen Xing turned a little sideways, shifted his center of gravity a little, and the ninja under his seat also shifted slightly and passed by the inside of the curve, lifting the fallen leaf for the last time.

Chen Xing is wearing a black helmet with his eyes focused. Not only is he enjoying the joy brought by his speed, but he is also experiencing every detail of how he controls the motorcycle under his seat, every turn, every acceleration, every deviation. Shift, each shake.

Chen Xing was constantly processing these things in his mind, such as his own feel, the gear selection for turning, the timing of shifting, the size of the accelerator, the braking force, the braking point, and the driving route.

The super high intelligence made his brain run as fast as the engine of a ninja under his seat, and he handled the news with ease. smooth.

At this time, the speed of the car group had reached [-] yards, and Li Tong, who was the leader at this speed, stopped accelerating. They were a club of motorcycle lovers, and this speed was enough.

Chen Xing's eyes were bright, his body was controlling the ninja under his seat, his physical strength and energy were constantly disappearing, and the speed of this disappearance was far faster than the physical strength and energy expended by ordinary people driving a motorcycle.

In exchange for this, the proficiency of motorcycle skills in his mind is constantly improving, bit by bit.

The uninhabited mountain road has now become an amusement park for this group of people. The motorcycle speeds past the street lights, pulls a black shadow on the concrete road, and disappears instantly. When looking for the next street light, another black shadow will appear again.

After more than 40 minutes, Chen Xing's rapid consumption of physical strength and energy made him sweat a lot. Fortunately, his energy and physical strength have reached four o'clock, so he will not be as tired as before.

More than 40 minutes is quite a long time, and the speed is not very fast, but it is not so easy to drive to [-] yards on the mountain road. Chen Xing reckons that the people from the Hong Kong Che Youhui should also rest.

Chen Xing was making a turn when suddenly there was a roar in his ear, which directly overwhelmed the voice of his ninja.

The familiar four-cylinder engine roared violently, and the word "power" came to mind when I heard it.

Chen Xing was making a turn, and the roar behind him quickly approached.

Feeling that the speed at which the sound was approaching was not right, Chen Xing looked in the rearview mirror and saw the car approaching rapidly behind him.

The streamlined body and the sticker "Falcon" on the front have already explained the origin of this motorcycle.

The Falcon with a displacement of 1340cc is the one ridden by Li Tong, the organizer of the Nihongang Che Youhui.

However, the color of this falcon is different from Li Tong's. It is pure black. Many LED lights have been refitted on the car, shining faint blue light, like a ghost on the mountain road in the dark.

But this ghost has haste!
The speed of the motor was transmitted to Chen Xing's ears, and Chen Xing could roughly judge the speed.

At least, more than a hundred yards.

Even if the turn is not too sharp, the speed is exaggerated enough.

What made Chen Xing frown slightly was that this car didn't have any intention of slowing down, this dark falcon with blue light shining.

Want to overtake!

In fact, it is nothing to overtake, and Chen Xing's speed is not fast, but when Chen Xing is turning, he is very close to the inside of the road, and if he is closer, he will be the drain. Obviously, the space left by Chen Xing is not enough for a large platoon weighing more than 250kg Motorcycles pass by.

The black falcon approached quickly, and the sound of the roaring engine was close at hand. There was a man in tight black clothes sitting on the black falcon, wearing a black helmet, and his face was invisible.

There was no brake, no signal, just sprinting, trying to overtake from Chen Xing's left side, even though there was no place there.

Seeing that the distance was getting closer, Chen Xing didn't have the idea of ​​being aggressive. He was not a young man. Since the other party wanted to overtake, let him overtake. Chen Xing moved the front of the car to widen the distance from the gutter.

The pitch-black Falcon almost flew past Chen Xing's ninja, and Chen Xing could feel the gust of wind hitting his body, making his clothes tight.

Young people today.

Chen Xing looked at the falcon flying away, sighed, and continued driving his ninja.

Immediately there was an angry scolding from the front.

Obviously, the pitch-black Falcon used the same method to overtake the members of the car club in front.

Chen Xing quickly caught up with the member of the car club in front, it was He Yanlin with pink hair. Of course, Chen Xing didn't recognize him by looking at his hair. He Yanlin's pink hair was also in the helmet when he put on the helmet.

He could tell by looking at his figure, the protruding figure is still easy to distinguish, and the only person who came to the Hong Kong Che Youhui today was He Yanlin, a woman.

The speed of the motorcycle driven by He Yanlin had already slowed down. Chen Xing came to He Yanlin's side and pressed the brake, keeping the speed at the same speed as He Yanlin.

"Are you okay?" Chen Xing opened the goggles of his helmet and asked He Yanlin.

"It's okay, but that car is really a bastard!" He Yanlin scolded, and what she scolded was of course the pitch-black falcon with blue light.

That way of overtaking is indeed too dangerous and completely unnecessary.

It's like passing by on purpose, the owner of the car is using this method to force them back and let everyone make way for him.

As if mocking.

Chen Xing and He Yanlin were driving together, and after a short drive, they saw that the member of the car club in front had stopped.

A group of people surrounded them. Seeing this situation, both Chen Xing and He Yanlin knew something had happened.

The black and green ninja braked in front of the crowd. Chen Xing took off his helmet, put it on the car seat and walked towards the crowd. He Yanlin also took off his helmet, revealing his short pink hair.

"What happened?" Chen Xing stepped forward and asked.

(End of this chapter)