Latent Syndrome

Chapter 519 518. Intensified

City of wreckage.

Fury Road Auditorium.

The most exciting time of the first day has passed. Although the bustling scene has weakened, with about one-third less, the number of people watching the scene is not small.

Because this competition is a tug of war.

It lasted for a long time, and there was already a small market, some food trucks, ice cream trucks, and a "date truck" that solved gender issues in the auditorium.

Since the number of people was smaller, the place became more open, and there were many people setting up tents to stay there.

The host is extremely dedicated, changing from round to round without resting for a second.

In a relatively open area of ​​the auditorium, Selene set up a small tent and prepared to wait for the return of the Nameless One.

She was not worried about anything unexpected happening to Wu Mingshi and had great trust in his strength.

The host's crazy explanation made Selene, who was sitting on the steps, a little irritated and just pretended to be listening to a talk show.

What she cares about is the image on the big screen, and she has accompanying photographers to follow and take pictures. However, looking at the intensity of the competition, she won't be able to take pictures for long, and these photographers will soon be unable to withstand it.

Through the big screen, you can see the pictures analyzed from the super world. For some reason, the groups of drivers named Anonymous have no influence. With him as the dividing line, the groups at the rear have been reduced to a pot of porridge. As for the front, the first group of riders started to start. Those dozens of groups of people were slowly being brushed down, and one by one they were thrown out of the super-realm state and fell on the hundred-kilometer track full of dried blood.

The cameraman following the game will soon be thrown out, and by then there will be no footage, and the game will become boring for the audience.

We can only look at the rankings. Each locomotive is equipped with an odometer to dynamically track progress. This kind of black technology information is transmitted extremely far, and Selene doesn't know how these ghosts in the wasteland invented it.

The theory of infinite imbeciles also has merit. Even a fool, as long as there are countless fools typing on the keyboard at the same time, can create works that even famous masters cannot write, or superb theories that even top geniuses cannot figure out.

Selene looked at the ranking list of dynamic pixel avatars. The first place was the hard-working knight in white. He had a long gap with the other speedsters and was ahead of the rest.

The people after that, Selene heard from others, were all old faces from the Road of Fury, with powerful miracles and three-speed breakthroughs in bed.

as well as.

My length is two times and three centimeters longer than this line.

etc.

Many people in the audience made very serious gestures when they saw the name to see how long it was.

And Selene, who works in the adjudication office, has long been indifferent to these fancy names. When she filed information in the past, all the names she registered were ridiculous, more casual than her online name, dark slut, super cheap. People and the like abound.

She found that the animated pixel heads in the top 100 on the list were all extremely arrogant, grinning, wagging their lips and tongue, and grinning contemptuously, asking for more beatings.

Selene carefully searched for traces of Nameless Doe, and scrolled through more than nine pages of the long list put together on ten large screens before she finally saw Nameless Doe.

This unlucky guy actually almost fell out of the 1,000th place, but it’s not surprising. This is a tug-of-war, and he may have his own strategy.

I saw the anonymous dynamic pixel head in extreme panic, as if he were an imbecile. There were big beads of sweat on his forehead. He was holding the steering wheel with one hand, scratching the back of his head with the other, and his lips were opening and closing mechanically. How stupid he must be. How silly.

Selene felt extremely strange and immediately took out her communicator and took a picture with the additional camera function.

This may also be a breakthrough.

She couldn't help but smile. She had basically seen Nameless Doe in all states, whether he was murdering or naked, but this was the first time she saw this expression.

"Sir."

"When are we going back?"

The other investigator remembered the contents of the training manual accurately, but he couldn't perform at his own level, so he needed a senior investigator like Selene.

"Wait, then."

Selene was disinterested and a little unhappy.

At this time, the betting on Fury Road has also started. This kind of betting is also very simple. It is exactly the same as horse racing. Bet on who will be the final champion.

When the man who issued the gambling tickets came over and asked Selene if she wanted to bet.

Selene didn't hesitate and immediately spent a huge sum of money to buy Anonymous to win.

Selene took out almost all the wealth she had collected in Falan Tower, and when she poured out these rare treasures and high-index basic souls, all the spectators around her were already stunned.

It had to be in the ruined city with a peace agreement. If it had been left outside, I don’t know how many times it would have been robbed.

"What a huge gamble..."

"Have the guts!"

He gave the gambling ticket to Selene. When the result comes out, he can go directly to the bank where the organizer received the money.

Watching Selene press so much.

It was definitely not an unwise move. Others followed suit and began to bet on Anonymous, hoping that the popular motorcycle would turn into a touring car and the bitch would turn into a phoenix.

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In the super realm.

The Illuminati and others have crossed several planes, and there are only four people left in Jinjia's organization, not including the Anonymous.

The top thug, the body-carrying soul-eater, and two of Jinjia's henchmen.

The remaining part died in the super world in pursuit of freedom, and some chose to slow down and were thrown out of the super boundary, falling on the 100-kilometer track on site.

Anonymous led Jinjia's people and moved quickly towards the front convoy group without any obstruction.

Up to now, it has been mentioned that it is an extremely exaggerated speed. Let alone a stone, even if it hits a feather head-on, it can directly smash the person to pieces.

But in this thin film world that separates everything, there is nothing but the burning and passing reason, and the adrenaline soaring to the point of bursting from the Tianling Cap.

Five motorcycles were traveling through a bustling city in an unknown dimension. The night was as dark as ink, and the puddles on the road reflected all kinds of shining neon lights on the glass curtain wall, which was extremely mesmerizing.

The five people were plundering very fast, and the nameless people were killing everyone on sight. The fuel tank was kept open, and the vortex saw teeth were twisting wildly. When they saw a speeder, the wire knife coil was directly wrapped around it, picked up, poured into the fuel tank, and twisted into fuel.

The parts of the car of Jinjia's two henchmen had begun to shake.

It's almost unbearable at this high speed.

Anonymous didn't have much fuel to allocate to them either.

"Take care of yourself."

"There's no rush."

Jinjia had already discussed with his two confidants that for the sake of long-term success, they chose to slow down and be thrown out of bounds.

In the gorgeous neon night city.

The Illuminati only has Jinjia, Jiche, and the disciples Anonymous left.

"How the hell does that thing of yours work!"

Anonymous finally asked Limche the question that had been bothering him for more than a month. He thought it was a rubbish modification, but he didn't expect it to be extremely awesome.

"Ha ha!"

“This is a growth motorcycle.”

"With muscle memory, unparalleled flexibility and stability, one of the best in the wilderness!"

The nervous Ji Che was originally a soul-eating demon, but now his mind was not very clear, and he began to suck in conscious souls. He seemed to be extremely high.

"arrive!"

"The convoy group at the front!"

"That is……"

"Mighty Miracle."

Jinjia discovered Dali Miracle's iconic motorcycle, which was completely inconsistent with its name. This person's motorcycle was so simple that it looked like it was bought at a dollar store. It was just two tires, a bar, and an iron knob. It was extremely rough. The whole body is gray and black, with rust and scratches all over it. Sitting on it is a rough man with a beard, killing everyone.

"coming……"

Anonymous knew that the real battle had begun, and these well-known figures in the wasteland were the top fuel, allowing him to... break through the extreme speed.