Lao Tang in his previous life was not unfamiliar with riding a motorcycle, and he had secretly reached "seventy yards" on the empty streets in the second half of the night. But Lao Tang's driving skills are definitely incompatible with the heavens. If it were Lao Tang's body in his previous life, no matter how fast the mechanical road tyrant was, it would be useless. Lao Tang could not perform at all.

Fortunately, driving this mechanical road bull is the terrifying totem of the Good * Titan Power* in this world. Its developed muscles, strong physical fitness, amazing strange power and keen reaction ability tempered by years of combat career, allowing Lao Tang to easily control his car and not to insult this modified and majestic mechanical road bull.

At this morning, on the deserted streets of Ratchet City, Lao Tang was driving this mechanical road to the speed of lightning. The roar of the engine continued to accelerate the secretion of Lao Tang's adrenal glands.

The pointer on the instrument panel of the Mechanical Road Ball has been raised to 240 kilometers per hour. Even though it has been added together in nearly 30 years in the past and later years, Lao Tang felt so exciting. Unlike driving a car, the Mechanical Road Ball without a windshield drives so fast that the wind rushes towards him cuts on Lao Tang's face like a knife. Lao Tang has to squint his eyes under the wind.

The mechanical road tycoon who sped out of Ratchet City all the way up, stirred up smoke and dust on the wasteland of the Barren Land. This dirt path connecting Ratchet City and the Golden Road, as the main road connecting Ratchet City to the Barren Land, has long been tightly compacted by the goblin's mechanical equipment. Lao Tang drove quickly on it without any pressure at all. He tried several newly installed weapons one by one and felt the power. Lao Tang praised the two engineering masters in his heart.

After speeding around Ratchet City for most of the time, Lao Tang finally lowered his speed and drove back to the residence of the two engineering masters. This test run made Lao Tang feel particularly satisfied. The modified mechanical road tyrant not only had the powerful power of the replacement of the "heart" but also the newly installed weapons and props and various systems did not affect the coordination and operation of the mechanical road tyrant, and it can definitely be called a "god" modification.

When Lao Tang stopped his beloved car, the two engineers who had been waiting for a long time hurriedly walked up to stop Lao Tang and asked about their feelings about the test drive. This mechanical road tyrant, which was modified by their hands, has definitely devoted some of the efforts of the two, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is their hearts.

"How is it? The big guy in the tauren? How is the modification? Are you satisfied?" Big bearded dwarf Big Giant asked anxiously while patting the handlebar of the mechanical roadster.

"She is amazing! I can no longer ask for more of her!" Old Tang straightened his car, bent down and patted the two masters on the shoulders and said.

The Vlad* alloy drill bit was slapped by Lao Tang's huge palm, and the grinning Vlad* alloy drill bit shouted angrily: "Take your big hand away, Taurus! Do you want to tell me about the effect of the modification? If I have my genius Vlad* alloy drill bit, will there be any problems? Ahha, what a joke!"

"Hehe, don't pay attention to that ugly green-skinned monster! He is definitely jealous of having a unique and good car! Holding this big man, this is a dwarf windshield specially designed for you! Let the water, wind, and avoid flashing. Believe me, you will definitely use it in the competition!"

The goggles are the right size, and two blue crystal lenses are tightly embedded on the exaggerated and sturdy glasses frame of the clothes. Lao Tang, who brought the dwarf windshield on his head, twisted his neck and gave the thanks to the two engineering masters.

"Anyway, thank you two. I owe you a favor! After the competition, I invite you two to a big meal I cooked with myself! My skills are still very good. Ah, by the way, there is also breakfast I brought for you." After that, Lao Tang took out the two packed "high value" breakfasts from his magic backpack around his waist and handed them to the two.

"There is no need to be so polite. We are already friends. Remember to get a champion and ride this big guy to take me around Ratchet City." The dwarf engineer took the breakfast and looked enviously at the mechanical road baton who was docking beside him.

"Hmph, show your talent in the competition! I hope you can exert all the power of this stick guy, otherwise you will be blown away!"

Iron canned Vlad* alloy drill bit still said in a stinky tone with the breakfast handed over by Lao Tang, but his expression eased a lot. This is how socializing is. You don’t care how much money you spend. As long as you can sincerely consider others, you can often get good returns with a small detail and a small care.

"Then I'll take it aside first. You two will wait for my performance during the competition!" Old Tang looked at the goblin's face and looked at him. He smiled and said goodbye to the two. He straddled the motorcycle and walked away.

Under the brilliance of the rising sun, the mechanical road domineering under the old Tang roared and rushed to the scene.

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After intense preparations, the annual Ratchet City Locomotive Rally will finally be held today. The festive atmosphere envelopes the bustling harbor city of Ratchet City, making the already noisy city more lively.

The residents of Ratchet City, or travelers and adventurers who are resting here and seeking life, are also infected by the unique atmosphere of the festival. Most people have smiles on their faces and are singing and laughing toward the venue of the competition. Along the way, the streets of Ratchet City are crowded with traffic and crowds.

In the area where the motorcycle rally was specially allocated for the contestants to rest, racers from all races were busy cooperating with the engineers to get drunk with the final inspection for the racing cars of different shapes. The manager of Ratchet City, Gazrove, was sitting by the side with a huge Hot Sand Harbor cigar in his mouth. As a champion of Ratchet City's motorcycle rally, he said that the upcoming competition was not stressed.

Gazluvi firmly believed that he would win as always, leaving all the contestants far behind and eat ashes. What gave him this confidence was not only his superb and dazzling driving skills, but also the "Champion Raider" who was parked on the side and undergoing countless modifications.

At this moment, Gazrovi was happily calculating how much profit this motorcycle competition would bring to Ratchet City under his management. It has to be said that goblin merchants are basically experts in making money, and you have to admire their business acumen who are good at exploring interests and discovering business opportunities.

In addition to the expenses of preparing tracks, maintaining venues, hiring personnel, each competition can also bring huge income to Ratchet City and the Hot Sand Group. As for the expenses of bonuses and prizes, they have long been ignored by Gazrove. Those things have long been defaulted by this goblin and are about to enter their own pockets.

Not to mention the exciting consumption of Ratchet City business by those travelers who were deliberately rushing to Ratchet City at this time; not to mention the various taxes and fees paid by caravans from all races and camps who flocked to Ratchet City's gold rush trade during this period; just those motorists who were obsessed with racing and modifications because of watching the competition were not a small number of motorcycle orders in Ratchet City, which was enough for Gazrove to wake up in the middle of the night.

Not counting those motorcycles with special modification requirements, the prices of the mass-produced goblin tricycle and turbocharged tricycle are not the same as the same number. If the buyer has nothing to do with it and there is no intermediary, these two models will have to be priced at a high price of 100 and 300 gold coins respectively. If the modification fees of the various "weapon props" systems are included, the newly placed orders alone will be enough for the commercial pride of Gazluvi and Ratchet City to make a lot of money.

Just as Garzluvi, the manager of Ratchet City, was happy about the economic prosperity driven by the competition and the huge amount of gold coins brought by the competition, a violent motor roar brought him back from his thoughts. Not far away, a mighty tauren man was driving a cool motorcycle. Behind him, a tall, strong and armored combat Kodo beast, carrying a hawk and two short figures, followed closely behind.

Needless to say, this eye-catching combination is Lao Tang and the Eagle-like little girl.

After a while, Old Tang, wearing hideous armor and blue dwarf engineering windshield, rode a mechanical roadster. After the test run yesterday, Old Tang hurriedly signed up on the last day before the competition began. He paid the registration fee and received the participating license plate. He spent a whole day working together with his car.

Today is the day when the competition begins. Old Tang, who went to bed early to rest in his homework, got up early this morning, pulled up the geek-like little girl who was still sleeping in, and two engineering masters who came to cheer for help, and rushed to the competition site by mechanical roadmaster and Manjiao.

"Young man, the car is good! Are you a contestant too? It's the first time, I haven't seen you before." Gazluvi looked at the burly old Tang and the cool mechanical Lu Ba kept looking at it, and took the initiative to speak.

"Gazluvi, you cunning old guy, this year's championship won't belong to you!" Before Old Tang could speak, the "tin can" Vlad* alloy drill bit beside him was shouting at the top of the ratchet city like a gun.

"Oh, who was me at that time? Why did Vlad? You, who was wearing broken iron all day long, would you be willing to leave the house? Could it be that this motorcycle was made? Then I have to remind this tauren boy to be careful. Otherwise, you will be bombarded by your failed works!"

Gazluvi and Vlad Alloy Drill Bits look like "old acquaintances", and they are verbal and verbal as soon as they meet. Old Tang didn't care about the two of them, and stopped them and wanted to go forward and get angry with the goblin engineer, and said to the manager of Ratchet City with a smile:

"Haha, I'm very interested in all the exciting and passionate things. Since I have encountered this interesting game, I can't miss it."

"Ha, not bad! How can I miss this kind of challenging and exciting game? Taurus, you are very fond of me. Do you mind going to me to have a drink after the game? I also have a bottle of good wine from the Royal Royal Family."

"If there is a free cigar, I don't think I have any reason to refuse!" Old Tang, who had already wanted to make friends with a match between the Taurus and the Goblin, shrugged and responded in a relaxed tone.

"Haha, Azeroth doesn't have free lunch, young man. I hope the game you brought back will perform well. See you after the game!" Gazrove looked at Old Tang and laughed, and decided on the invitation, and turned around and left.

"I will definitely win this championship! Old man, don't be upset then!" Old Tang responded jokingly, and turned around and made the final test for the mechanical roadmasters before the competition with the two engineering masters.

"The fifth Ratchet City Locomotive Rally is about to begin. Please gather on the runway! Engineers and other personnel please leave as soon as possible! Repeat! The fifth Ratchet City Locomotive Rally is about to begin. Please gather on the runway! Engineers and other personnel please leave as soon as possible!..."

Several huge speakers were set up on the houses on both sides of the road, and a sharp sound of a goblin was heard. The organizers of the competition began to convey the message of the competition to the contestants and the many spectators, urging the contestants to be prepared.

In a short while, the originally bustling track was much cleaner. More than fifty participating vehicles of different shapes, under the control of contestants from various races, gathered into a group of orders waiting for the start of the competition before the starting point.

As a newcomer to the motorcycle rally, Lao Tang, who participated in the competition for the first time, ranked low. He had to be at the end of the team with a few players who were also first-time contestants. However, Lao Tang didn't care about this. This extremely confident guy believed that with his extremely strong mechanical road dominance after modification and his driving skills, he was sure to win the championship!

In the countdown sent by the organizer of the competition through the loudspeaker, all contestants are ready.

The Ratchet City Locomotive Rally is about to begin.

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Chapter completed!