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"Hey, Tony, I think we're under attack."

Watching the whiplash wave a whip to Tony and then instantly dodged the bully-style collision, Zhao Lin in ordering the over-the-top zero-style stop at the same time, but also opened his mouth to his side of Tony said.

"This man, his goal seems to be me."

Turned his head, Tony's face puzzled, he kind of do not understand, he is running to race a car, how can anyone want to kill themselves?

Whether his goal is not you, in short, he's me off.

Not caring about Tony's inexplicable, Zhao Lin opened the door and got out of the car after stopping at zero.

Looking at the whipping rope standing behind the sky zero, Zhao Lin looked cold.

He doesn't care about whiplash and Tony have any feuds, but he's still in the car, the other side dares to attack directly, isn't it too not to put himself in the eye?

"Old man, do you want to die?"

The backhand closed the door, and Zhao Lin walked step by step toward the whip.

In the face of Zhao Lin's American action, the whipping face expressionless, raised his hand to Zhao Lin waved the electric whip.

"It's a good time.

The thick electric whip was almost instantaneously in front of Zhao Lin's body, but in the screams of the audience around him, Zhao Lin's figure was instantly dissipated.

"Pop!"

The whip fell, but only left a deep mark on the track, originally standing in the original Zhao Lin, but at this time has disappeared.

A large living man suddenly disappeared into view, and a crowd of onlookers outside the track erupted into thinking it was a show.

And the whipping eyeball, at this time is crazy turn up.

He wanted to find out where Zhao Lin was.

"Do it without saying a word, you really have the potential to be a reaction!"

However, also in the whip around looking for Zhao Lin, a voice, but suddenly from behind him.

But not waiting for the whiplash to produce a reaction, Zhao Lin has a finger gun poked in the back of the whiplash.

"Bang!"

With a huge smouldering sound, the whole man pounced on the front in an instant.

Where the original whiplash stood, Zhao Lin slowly retracted his fingers.

He had just tested the power of the finger gun, and under one blow, he poked the steel armor on the whiplash out of a big hole, not to say, and even on the whiplash, the finger gun poked out a blood hole.

"Cough..."

On the track, the whiplash figure soon coughed and stood up after a quick fall.

Zhao Lin's finger gun hurt his lungs, making him feel unable to breathe, but also let him cough up a little blood.

Standing from the ground whip, did not shout pain, also did not ask for mercy, but in the moment of standing up, to Zhao Lin waved a whip.

"Pop!"

The whip fell again on the track, hitting the ground out of a deep mark.

However, Zhao Lin disappeared again.

The same scene again appeared, whipping can not help but quickly turn up their bodies, want to allow themselves to react to Zhao Lin's attack in the first place.

But this time, Zhao Lin did not appear behind him, but ...

Above the sky, Zhao Lin's feet in the air, pedaling back and forth in mid-air, his figure, but also in this foot-to-foot pedal in the rapid shuttle in mid-air.

"Moon steps."

This is the Navy's six-type, can be used to fly skills.

Seeing Zhao Lin's feet appear in the sky, a crowd of onlookers suddenly exclaimed again.

In their view, Zhao Lin this kind of non-relying on any external forces can be lifted up from the existence, is simply a non-human existence.

Even the whipping rope, after seeing Zhao Lin's time at this time, can't help but hesitate.

However, Zhao Lin and so on is this.

Foot moon steps flying in the sky, Zhao Lin in the whipping the moment, the right leg instantly to super-high speed toward the front of a kick.

"Foot! "

Along with Zhao Lin's body, a huge chopping wave appeared in front of Zhao Lin's body.

Waveform, when chopping Bolton, flew toward the whipping rope below at breaknter speed.

Huge chopping waves fall from the sky, whiplash face changes greatly, the hand of the electric whip was instantly waved by it, want to break the air this chopping blow.

However, the power of the foot is not what he can imagine.

"It's a click."

A slight noise came from above the whip of the whip, and the chopping wave instantly cut off the whip of the whip and headed for the whip below.

The huge chopping wave grew in the whip's eyes, growing until it enveloped his entire field of vision.

"Bang!"

On the track, the smoke billowed, the whole track was cut in half by Zhao Lin's trick, in the middle of the track, a huge crack appeared, surrounded by terrible little cracks.

Around, the audience, who were already exclaiming, were stunned at the moment.

Looking at the huge crack on the track, and then looking at Zhao Lin, who was still floating in the air, the spectators were a little bit out of the way.

What about a good show? Can your home performance track ruin like this?