Automotive Black Technology Chapter 530: : Go be a submarine and lose your soul! (Four updates, 10,000 words, please subscribe!)

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After driving violently on a rugged and rocky dam, the freedom fighters looked quite embarrassed at this time; the windshield was already cracked during the free fall, and now After a high-intensity bump, the upper left corner of the windshield has detached from the frame.

Under the scratches from the towering rocks, the chassis, windshield and side doors were in a mess. Not to mention that the white paint has been scratched away, and the original silver-gray color of the steel plate has leaked out. Even the bumper has drooped down, and only one screw is left to pull it, hanging feebly in front of the car.

But...

It can still run!

You know, Cellulu just drove it down the dam,

The on-site maintenance technician came forward with a hammer and screwdriver, and opened the cover. "Well, the battery is intact, the radiator is fine, but the bumper is loose..."

As he spoke, this guy took a hammer and hit the deformed bumper hard!

After the bumper was restored to its original shape, the battered bumper was restored to its original position with the iron handle of the hammer...

If we follow the animation's expression method, Celluloid's face will be red now and steam will be sprayed from her nose!

So angry!

I'll wipe it!

What the **** is this crappy car! It's not doing well, my aunt's waist is almost broken!

Looking at her miserably covering her waist, the live broadcast room was filled with heartache;

"Your Majesty, take care of it! Stop competing with that shabby car. Let's just accept it. By the way, how much does this car cost? When will it be launched?"

"Oh no, there's a traitor ahead! Queen Lulu, don't lose heart! But then again, just in case, I mean just in case! If you are going to lose, what's the bet?"

"You can't count your chest hair with Brother Fan in bed!"

"What are you thinking in front of me? Queen Lulu keeps up her efforts and attacks him! Isn't it just a pickup truck? It can also have a bronze body and iron arms, invulnerable to water and fire?"

Seeing this barrage, Cellululu’s eyes lit up!

Invulnerable to fire and water?

Hahahaha!

She narrowed her eyes, raised the corners of her mouth slightly, and made a smile like a little fox, "Okay, we tried throwing and driving randomly, now it's time to continue to violate traffic rules and show real skills. ."

"Queen Lulu, what are you going to do?!"

"I feel like things are going to be bad,"

"Every time Queen Lulu makes this expression, someone is going to be in trouble...Amen! Let the storm come more violently!"

"Come on Lulumon, the decision is yours!"

Amidst the barrage that floated by like waves, Celluloid boarded the Fighter pickup truck that had gone through many twists and turns.

Because the windshield was completely shattered, the guy simply raised his curvy calves and kicked out of the car.

After finishing the job, he raised his chin to the photographer on the side and ordered: "Follow me! Let's park randomly!"

After saying that, she drove the pickup truck directly and came to the loading and unloading lane of the port that stretched into the sea...

The weather has entered autumn, so the sea is still calm at this time. Because the tide has not yet reached high, this cargo lane, which usually allows large freighters to dock so that cars can drive into the freighters to transport goods, is still exposed.

Celulu parked the pickup truck directly at the edge of the cargo lane, and then Shi Shiran got out of the truck. Because the truck didn't even pull the handbrake when getting off the truck, she walked behind the truck and pushed it gently. The pickup truck followed the **** of the cargo lane and slowly submerged into the sea.

Seeing that she was slowly being swallowed by the sea water, Cellululu widened her eyes exaggeratedly, glanced in the direction of the cabin where Li Fanyu was, and then covered her mouth with her hand, "Oh, my car, my car ! Yaoshou! I suffered from female driver disease. Not only did I park the car in the wrong place, but I also forgot to turn on the handbrake!

This is Tiancheng Haikou. It’s three o’clock in the afternoon and the sea water has already risen! Oh my god, now I accidentally dropped the car into the sea, which means I have to wait at least a few hours to fish it out. Oh my god, what a tragedy! ”

Seeing her exaggerated acting skills and artificial expressions, the live broadcast room exploded instantly;

"I have never seen such a shameless person!"

"You obviously did this on purpose, okay?"

"Queen Lulu, tell me honestly, have you played GAT5 too much, Wori!"

“A well-known and popular anchor was overly addicted to a certain game and drove his car into the sea to imitate the plot in the game!”

“2333333333!”

"233333333333..."

"You say you're sad, but why are you looking so gloating on your face, you bastard!"

"Fighter Pickup: Mom sells batches!"

"Feeling sorry for Pika... Goodbye Pika..."

Looking at the rapidly refreshing barrage, Cellululu clenched her fists with tears in her heart; "Fuck! I finally got my revenge! Li Fanyu, wait until you kneel down and lick my aunt's toes, hahaha!"

Yes, the bet is that if Li Fanyu loses, he will kneel to him during the live broadcast...

Although having a toe is almost the dream of her more than two million male fans...

But Li Fanyu is not interested!

Seeing that the pickup truck was pushed into the sea by the cargo, Li Fanyu calmly contacted the dock salvage team.

Two hours later, the tide fell.

On the empty coastline under the setting sun, the front of the truck had been tightly buried in the sand, and only the cabin was partially exposed. The Fighter pickup truck was pulled out by the salvage team with ropes.

After the maintenance technician opened the car door and hood, the staff present and the audience who had been waiting in the celluloid live broadcast room for more than two hours almost cried,

Nah, who knows what happened to this pickup truck!

Looking around, the cab and engine compartment are full of mud and sand.

This time there is no need to post barrages in the live broadcast room, the on-site staff has already pronounced the death penalty on the fighter Pika!

The chief photographer waved and called the light recorder to the car, "Brothers, get ready. It looks like we will be done in ten minutes. After a while, Lulu finished her concluding remarks and we will go directly to the beachside farmhouse." Give it a good rub."

"Okay boss!"

Celulu was secretly happy when she heard the comments from people around her.

Seeing that the maintenance pilot had removed the battery and baked it with a searchlight, and was still digging out dirt and sand from the engine compartment, Cellululu walked over and patted his back affectionately, "Thank you for your hard work, comrade. Give up!"

The maintenance technician turned around and glared at her fiercely,

Mom sells batches! Our Director Li told me that no matter what happens to the car, we can't give up treatment...ah no...we can't give up repairs!

Do you know that I have a heavy workload when you are like this?

Seeing that the pilot ignored her, Cellululu walked to the camera in a nonchalant manner.

Half an hour later.

All the staff of the program team have gathered around the pickup truck.

Amidst the expectant gazes, Cellululu said to the camera: "Okay, I took a quick look and found that the steering structure was stuck in mud and the engine cylinder was full of seawater.

Ah! I just can’t bear to look at it.

Although the mechanic is still cleaning up the mud stubbornly, according to the agreement, he cannot replace parts for this car.

Now, the mechanic has been repairing it for more than forty minutes. Well... the situation is not optimistic. You see, a good car was scrapped because of my slight negligence. Alas, the durability is really bad. ”

After saying that, she patted the front of the fighter's car and made a pompous farewell bow at a funeral, "Rest in peace, I'm sorry."

Getting up, she signaled to turn off the camera and call it a day.

But at this time...

"Thud, tug, tug, tug... da,"

"Thud, tug, tug, tug... da,"

"Thud, tug, tug, tug... da,"

"Tutu...zoom! zoom! zoom!"

The unique roar of a diesel engine resounded through the crowd surrounding the searchlight.

Hearing this roar, the staff on site and the live broadcast room of Celluloid were boiling!