When he was three years old, he drew lots and caught a broken motorcycle. The whole village said he was finished.
Twenty years later, he was riding a delivery truck and fighting aliens in the sky.
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Xiao Jiang was born in a rural area. His mother was seriously ill and his younger sister was young. In order to make money, he gave up his studies to deliver food. He accidentally awakened the ancient alien gene "Yuan Jin" and built a super motorcycle that can transform into three gears——
Light riding mode: Disguised as a shabby takeaway truck, anyone can overtake him, but no one can overtake him.
Crazy mode: In less than two seconds, the food delivery circle calls him the God of Cars, and the rich second generation is tortured to tears by him.
Flight mode: Spread your silver wings, challenge the alien fleet alone, and deal with all kinds of dissatisfaction.
But the most difficult thing to deal with is not the aliens, but the group of idiot brothers around him: the mean-mouthed telekinesis master Ma Xiaotiao, the frying pan war god Wang Sledgehammer, the broken-arm avenger Li Xiangyang, the cold-faced swordsman Zhao Tiesheng... Each one is more unreliable than the other, and each one is more capable than the other.
Alien reapers conduct a genetic screening every three thousand years, and this time they selected the earth. On the eve of the doomsday, his father, who had been missing for thirty years, suddenly appeared and revealed the cosmic conspiracy behind Yuan Jin.
Face-slapping reversals, hilarious complaints, passionate aerial battles, brotherhood——
This is not a car god legend of one person, but a doomsday carnival of a group of fools.
Three-speed switching, one-click deformation.
The accelerator is at the bottom, life and death are bearish.
My name is Xiao Jiang. Your takeaway has arrived. Alien, please sign for it.
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[Please update]