God of Life

Chapter 92: Destroy your home in 6 seconds

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"Fuck!"

Brother Wang and the little fat man looked at each other, obviously still a little unbelievable about their crow mouth.

After being stunned for a second, he shouted hurriedly: "Where's the fire extinguisher? Hurry up!"

The nearest parked car is on the track 10 meters away. If you dare to compete, no matter how amateur you are, you will definitely be equipped with a fire extinguisher.

In fact, when they rushed over to rescue, there were three racing drivers carrying fire extinguishers. However, Huang Xu was unlucky. The three racing drivers carrying fire extinguishers rushed towards Chen Yuhang's RS.

First of all, it may be because the damage to that car looks more severe.

Secondly, Wang Yan couldn't identify which car belonged to whose car, and the fellow drivers would never admit it.

Who to save first when an accident occurs is always an interesting test.

However, the RS did not catch fire. Instead, the GT3 had problems due to unprofessional over-modification. When those guys hurriedly turned around and ran here, the flames had already jumped 50 centimeters high.

Wang Yan jumped up, grabbed the little fat man, and grabbed the wrench in his hand.

"Weiwei, cover your face!"

After the initial panic, Lin Weiwei is now able to think and communicate normally. When she heard the words, she immediately pulled the air bag and covered her face.

The airbag only inflated for a moment when the anti-collision was deployed, and then slowly deflated. Lin Weiwei stretched out her hand and gently pulled it. The side airbag immediately protected the entire upper body, and then she heard a "bang" in her ears. There was a loud bang.

Wang Yan still has some common sense in life. He knows that the side glass of a car is made of tempered material and is easily broken if you knock the four corners.

With all his strength, he pushed down the wrench, and the glass shattered into pieces with cracks, but it was still stuck together and did not fall off.

"Useless brother, the window glass of 911 is... holy shit!"

Wang Yan didn't have the time to care what the poisonous milk was saying. If it couldn't be broken in one hit, just hit it a few more times and that was it!

Bang bang bang!

There is a wrench in each corner, like a black leather possessor.

Even laminated glass cannot withstand this kind of damage. After all, it is not a special material that has been treated with bulletproof treatment. The thickness is just that.

After the violent demolition, Wang Yan finally found a starting point. He immediately grabbed the car door frame with both hands and called Lin Weiwei: "Sister Weiwei, hold the car door handle and pull hard!"

Lin Weiwei immediately followed the instructions and didn't waste any time.

The limit of her mental quality may not be high, but she recovers really quickly.

With Lin Weiwei cooperating inside, Wang Yan had more confidence. He put his feet on the 911 body, leaned back, and shook desperately.

"Brother, wait a minute. I'll get you a crowbar right away. This car door has been deformed and the metal frame is stuck..."

Brother Poison Milk King began to talk eagerly again.

In fact, this guy is not doing anything serious. He not only helps to hold the front tires to stabilize the car body, but also keeps calling for people to come to the rescue. He is also giving instructions and giving advice, and his attitude is very positive.

However, in the current situation, just having an attitude is of no use? !

Wang Yan didn't know much, and he didn't even have much contact with cars, so he didn't feel confident at all.

But things still have to be done. Since you don’t have enough wisdom and experience, then simply...get over it!

I only have so much strength now and I have no idea.

But you let me just watch

Sorry, can't do it!

"Bang bang bang!"

"Clang, clang, clang!"

Wang Yan kicked the aluminum alloy metal plate at the rear of the car body fiercely, and at the same time, he shook the door with all his strength.

The strength of 79, the agility of 79, and the physique of 79 each play an indispensable role at this moment.

The evaluation mechanism of the system is very simple. 99 points is the limit of attributes. 100 points is theoretically perfect, but in fact it will probably never be reached.

Points 90-99 are super geniuses, with great-level intelligence and superhuman-level strength.

80-89 are geniuses, corresponding to the top people in various industries.

79 points is the top level of excellence, only one step away from reaching the ranks of geniuses.

Running at full speed, Wang Yan had 79 points of agility and sprinted more than 80 meters in more than 9 seconds.

Converted, it’s about 11 seconds for 100 meters.

It doesn't sound amazing, it's probably only at the level of a national first-class athlete, but sprinting involves skills. It doesn't mean that you can achieve good results if your physical fitness is up to standard.

Strength is relatively more stable. Static strength and explosive power have clear testing methods and are less affected by skills.

The current human limits are roughly 540kg in the squat, 290kg in the bench press, and 340kg in the barbell deadlift.

And an incredibly exaggerated record - table leg extension, 14.6 tons.

Wang Yan's current posture is actually a table-style leg extension that is not very standard. The combination of the pedaling power of the legs and the pulling power of the hands can explode the maximum energy.

Due to his body size, Wang Yan's table leg flexion and extension could never reach 80% of the limit record. After all, that was a result achieved by a 240kg man.

However, even if it is only 40%, minus the weakening caused by non-standard exertion posture, it means a static pulling force of up to 2-3 tons.

After a fierce kick, a shake, and a push, the car door creaked and twisted.

Wang Yan keenly found the best posture for exerting force - table leg extension, and then immediately changed the routine, no longer using explosive force to impact, but using static force to pull hard. Two seconds later...

"Crack! Tear!"

After the sound of metal breaking, the 911 door was torn open by Wang Yan, completely severed.

"Holy shit, shit, shit!"

"Nima..."

The whole process took 6 seconds, and the fire fighters had just arrived.

The people nearby looked at Wang Yan as if they were looking at gods, and their eyes nearly hit the ground.

In less than 10 seconds, take apart a twisted metal car door with your bare hands? !

Is this something that humans do? !

The most important thing is that Wang Yan's height of less than 1.75 meters and medium-to-slender figure are really confusing. The contrast is so strong that it is emotionally unacceptable.

However, Wang Yan didn't have time to care about what they were thinking. He was usually normal, but now, there was only one thing in him - focus.

"Unbuckle your seat belt!"

The concise and concise instructions made Lin Weiwei inexplicably reassured. This girl was indeed not a mistress who just cried when something happened. After hearing the words, she immediately touched the central buckle of the six-point safety belt.

Wang Yan was not idle, he immediately put his hand around her thigh, then used his other hand to protect the back of her neck and lifted her up a little.

Two seconds later, his hand sank.

Hanging upside down for a long time made Lin Weiwei's face congested and flushed, and her shoulders also had two blood marks from the seat belt - this thing was safe, but extremely uncomfortable.

However, even though her whole body was sore and her physical strength was almost at the bottom, she still got out of Wang Yan's arms immediately and crawled out with her hands on the ground.

"I can do it myself, Wang Wang, help Huang Xu!"

"Um."

Wang Yan also had no time to think about anything else and immediately climbed in from the passenger seat to rescue Huang Xu.

At this moment, the fire outside the car has been controlled, but inside the car, the back seat of the car, which is not made of flammable material but has leaked some gasoline, is burning slowly and smoking everywhere.

[I write seriously, and honest and lovely readers can read it if they like it, or throw it away if they don’t like it. It doesn’t matter. Ignore those messy things, we will get through this time together, and I will try my best to let everyone see something different]

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