The plum money itself is very Buddhist. I want to set off with those disabled people, slowly pushing the wheelchair and enjoying the scenery along the way.

They even wanted to make friends with them, but they were a little hesitant. They were already in a wheelchair, which was miserable. If they were to talk to each other, they might not be as simple as a wheelchair.

He was hesitating, Jiang Jiuli and Mo Wanrou had already rushed out. The unfortunate thing was that the front pedal of Mei Qian's wheelchair was stuck on Mo Wanrou's back bar.

While the two rushed out, they took the plum money out and were forced to join the competition between speed and passion.

On the other hand, the competition for the Pioneer Army was particularly fierce. Tao Yaoyao defended the first position and was far ahead. The main force of the wheelchair behind her was driving various modified wheelchairs and blocked the track.

A moat was formed, and no wheelchair could break through their defense.

The first person to catch up with the vanguard army was He Qiangdi. With his outstanding fishing skills, he narrowed the gap, but was blocked by the defense line.

He Qiang bit his teeth:

"Don't stop me!"

The lure rod in his hand aimed at Tao Yaoyao in front of him, and threw it over with one rod. The fish hook was about to hook the handle of her battle chair.

But Tao Yaoyao has awakened her mind power at least, so how can she not know what happened next?

A smirk appeared on his face, and his mind suddenly bloomed like a tide.

I saw that the fish hook was as if it was in an evil spirit, drew a strange arc in the air, hung on the street lamp pole on the side of the road, and tied it with a dead button.

He Qiang:???

Now he faces two choices: one is to abandon the pole to save his life, and the other is to hold it to death.

Without any hesitation, He Qiang directly held the fishing rod in his hand tightly, his eyes full of ruthlessness.

"As a true man, even if he dies, he will never throw away the fishing rod in his hand, never!"

The next moment, the fishing line reached the bottom and the street lamp poles were pulled aside.

He Qiang flew out of the wheelchair with the person and the pole, and hit the street lamp pole with his head. Then he slid down from the street lamp pole, lying on the ground and thrusting, with a big red mark on his face...

Maybe this is the legendary one, one rod passed down for three generations, and the person is still alive without a chair, right?

At this moment, Ren Jie also chased after him, looking at the wheelchair where there was no one beside him, he was confused.

Unmanned chair?

But no matter what, it is related to the majesty of brother.

"If you don't let go, don't blame me for being rude!"

The wheelchair church seemed to be ruthless and everyone became alert.

Someone immediately roared:

"Ren Zha has caught up with him and is here to work. He can't let him surpass him no matter what he says, threatening the status of our president!"

"Don't throw it to me!"

So everyone opened their backpacks and took out various items from it and threw them towards Ren Jie.

Such as banana peels, plastic bags, coffee cups, eggs, crumpled toilet paper, mineral water bottles, and just throw them away.

Ren Jie's face was dark. Is this a wheelchair competition or a karting obstacle course?

Don’t you know that high-speed parabolic is dangerous?

And what are the things you lose?

Have you brought your own garbage bag?

Not only that, there are even those who raise sand and throw cement ash, which promotes the spirit of sports to the extreme.

If you can't play, just raise the sand, right?

Ren Jie didn't say anything, and the flames were cut in his hand, swinging his knife, and even stood in a wheelchair.

It's like cutting fruit, no matter what you throw it over, everything is two.

Behind Ren Jie, Chu Sheng, who was chasing him bravely, was exhausted and stuck out his tongue.

All the things that were cut in half by Ren Jie hit him. After a while, he ate three egg shells, four pieces of toilet paper, half a pound of sand and cement dust, and everyone changed color.

If you sweat a little more, you will be hard for a while.

At this moment, Ren Jie was slashing, and saw a black thing flying over, and with a knife, the thing was cut off immediately.

The black liquid exploded immediately, making Ren Jieyi muffled

Face.

(???ˉ????Yi??ˉ??) "Puff~puff~puff, which turtle boy threw ink? I c~%?…;# *’☆&℃!"

Ren Jie's face was really dark this time. Not only was the ink on his face full of ink, but he was full of ink ideas, and only a mouthful of white teeth left...

Not to mention how embarrassed he looks.

Tao Yaoyao looked back and almost laughed.

What's even more unlucky is that all the ink bottles that were slashed by Ren Jie were scattered on Chu Sheng's body.

He didn't receive any of the wealth of the sky, but he received all the ink of the sky.

There were all over my body, face, mouth, and even in my eyes...

(???????????) "Ahhhh~ shady! What blinded my eyes? Puff~ splash!"

"You grandsons are too bad to attack? Wait! Wait! Wait for me to surpass you!"

Ren Jie was also anxious at this moment. If you don’t use some means, you really can’t tell the difference between the big and small kings?

Ren Jie immediately adjusted the direction of burning, pulled the wheelchair directly, crossed the blockade line from the sky, and rushed to the front of the members of the wheelchair church.

Then aim your hand at the ground:

"Frost falls? The technique of slipping or not!"

For a moment, the endless cold air condensed, directly turning the road into a smooth ice surface as smooth as a mirror.

As soon as the wheelchair of the main force of the wheelchair rushed to the ice, it started to slide, drifted wildly, and collided into a ball, falling into a mess, and the defense line was broken on the spot.

Ren Jie caught up with Tao Yaoyao in one breath, grabbed her little head, and wiped her face with her big flowery face.

It was directly wiped into a flowery cat.

"Jie Jiejie~ Still want to get rid of your brother's claws? No way~"

Tao Yaoyao couldn't help but pout. Can her nuclear-powered accelerated wheelchair and her mental power push, she can't surpass my brother?

It was obvious that I didn’t wake up a few days earlier than me, why was it so strong?

However, Chu Sheng did not give up. Looking at the large ice surface in front of him, he couldn't help but roaring angrily

.

"Blasting shock!"

His hands went straight down and then exploded.

Ren Jia's wheelchair jumped up and actually crossed the snowy road.

"Ah haha~ Brother Jie! Don't try to get rid of me, you, the champion can only be mine!"

"Demonization is turned on? Bomb Demon!"

"Detonate the engine? Ignite!"

I saw Chu Sheng's hands facing backwards, and violent explosions continued to flow from his palms. With the help of the explosion's shock wave, he drove the wheelchair to accelerate forward, and the faster he could do it.

He actually gradually caught up with the two brothers and sisters of Ren Jie.

"Ah haha~ Brother Jie, didn't expect it? I wasn't idle when I saw your rocket engine jet. I don't know if you have heard of a detonating engine. The thrust-weight ratio is even better than yours!"

Ren Jie grinded his teeth: "Can I let you overtake me? Then I am not as good as a beast?"

"Frost fall + burning = haze!"

Ren Jie suddenly encountered each other with ice and fire. A huge amount of white mist appeared in the field, and he was like a smoke maker, creating white mist crazy to block Chu Sheng's vision.

A new round of competition begins here.

At this moment, Mo Wanrou and Jiang Jiuli pulled Mei Qian and the other two to chase after him.

At this speed, I couldn't stop seeing the ice surface.

He rushed directly to the ice surface, and when he slipped and drifted, Mei Qian's wheelchair left the team and was thrown out on the spot, knocking through the guardrail and missing.

The two of them slid on the ice for a long time before stopping.

The blue veins on Mo Wanrou's arm thundered:

"Xiao Li, don't be afraid, it's just a ice surface. Go over and catch up with them in minutes!"

However, no matter how Mo Wanrou pushes it, the two wheels of the wheelchair slipped wildly and did not drive them.

Jiang Jiuli looked fierce and directly pulled out the long sword of the star on his back.

"No matter what, you have to beat Ren Jie once if you say anything!"
Chapter completed!