Chapter 40 Overtaking with Outer Circle Strength (Part [-])

"Tian Ye, kill that Skoff for me, don't lose face to us Modu people."

Someone shouted loudly.

Countless people also shouted, and the entire field was full of people cheering for Tian Ye.

Tian Ye said loudly: "I will not let everyone down, foreign dog, where did he come from, I will tell him to go back to where."

Sitting in the car, Su Xi said, "Are you still confident this time?"

Fan Yu patted the steering wheel, and said excitedly: "We are McLaren P1GTR, a legal road sports car, a track artifact, why are you afraid that the two of them will crossbreed?"

"Hehe, okay, please start your performance."

Su Xi slowly pulled the seat belt and fastened it on her body.

Fan Yu smiled and said, "Aren't you afraid of the danger of riding in a car with me?"

Su Xi glanced at him and said, "Because I believe in you."

"Since you have chosen, you have to believe it."

Fan Yu was a little moved at this moment. Su Xi, a person of such status, dared to give his life to him, it was indeed courageous.

"Okay, I won't let you down."

A group of sports cars drove onto the track one after another, and the residual heat began before the race. The roar of the engine resounded on the rugged mountain road.

"Look, it seems that there are two people sitting in that McLaren?" Someone with sharp eyes saw Fan Yu and Su Xi through the light.

"Really, these two are novices, right?"

"This kind of underground race, one racer is enough, and one more person will also affect the acceleration of the car."

"Okay, maybe it's just that the young couple want to feel the excitement, and don't really want to compete."

Although it was surprising, no one paid much attention to it. The final battle of this game must be between Tian Ye and Skov, and everyone else is just a foil.

beep!

beep!

beep!

With the passage of time, the time for the game to start finally arrived.

When it fell in the next second, countless sports cars stepped on the accelerator.

The sound of burning tires pierced the eardrums, and decades of sports cars rushed out like sharp arrows.

Fan Yu smiled lightly, started the car unhurriedly, and as the accelerator pedal deepened, the speed slowly increased.

"You started slowly, isn't it a disadvantage?"

Su Xi sat in the co-pilot calmly, seeing that Fan Yu started much slower than others, she couldn't help reminding.

Fan Yu shook his head: "This is a new car, the tires and the engine haven't run in well, too fast is meaningless, it's better to let the engine run in first, so that its performance can be fully utilized."

Su Xi shrugged, "You can say whatever you want, I have no objection, anyway, the 3000 million lost, I will just buy one less jewelry tomorrow."

Fan Yu's expression changed: "Damn, how can it work, which one do you like? I'll go to the store tomorrow to exchange it."

"It really doesn't work. I'll ask South Africa to mine one for you, and we'll process it ourselves."

As he spoke, Fan Yu stepped on the accelerator, and the engine inside the car body began to operate crazily, like an angry roaring bull.

boom! ! !

The McLaren P1, which was originally at the end, overtook three cars in an instant and drove directly into the first corner.

At the starting place of the race, there is a large electronic screen, which broadcasts the race of the drivers live.

Xie Yuqing also narrowed her eyes to pay attention to Fan Yu's situation.

Seeing Fan Yu lagging behind at the start, Xie Yuqing already knew it.

Fan Yu is indeed a driver, and he knows that the new car needs to be adjusted and adapted. If he speeds up blindly, the internal parts of the new car will definitely not be able to handle it.

However, I thought that Fan Yu would still be grinding for a few minutes, but he didn't expect to suddenly start to speed up.

"Isn't this a little too hasty?"

"Look, the McLaren is finally accelerating."

Someone saw the picture on Fan Yu's side and suddenly shouted loudly.

"I just said that this McLaren can't be so slack. After all, it is also a magic weapon on the field. As long as you can drive, you won't have such poor results."

Along the way, Ferrari, Maserati and other sports cars were easily overtaken by Fan Yu's McLaren.

The right foot is constantly switching between the accelerator and the clutch. When cornering, it is like a fish in water, very easy.

But he always uses one foot, just like driving a family car with automatic transmission.

A beautiful drift drift, directly passing a Porsche on the outer lap.

"Fuck, this kid is crazy, and he is not afraid of falling into the cliff?"

The Porsche owner yelled.

On this kind of road around the mountain, one side is a cliff, and overtaking on the outer circle is the most dangerous. If the car on the inner circle makes a slight mistake, it may put the car on the outer circle in danger.

But at this time, Fan Yu, who was sitting in the car, was indeed holding the steering wheel with one hand, overtaking that Porsche, just like overtaking on the road, without any difficulty at all.

Su Xi took out her mobile phone and took a picture of Fan Yu's steering wheel instrument.

After recording the speedometer on the dashboard, Su Xi typed on the title.

"Did you see it? It's already 270 miles and it's still accelerating. I don't know what the limit of this car is."

After the title was written, it was sent directly to Kuaiyin's work.

"You are quite in the mood. You still have time to record videos at this time." Fan Yu said with a faint smile.

"Let the netizens put up a little more posture, save the whole day of fighting hard on the Internet, and learn something hard."

"Then you are teaching bad children."

"How to teach badly? They also have to have the ability to run to 270 with McLaren."

Fan Yu nodded: "That's right, even if they want to learn your work, they must have the capital."

While talking, Fan Yu completed another corner and completely overtook another car. This is not the first time, anyway, the people at the starting line have been stunned.

"Is this McLaren doped? So fierce?"

There was a lot of discussion among the people, and not many people even watched the anxious battle between Tianye and Skov.

The racing driver driving the McLaren is really eye-catching. From the beginning until now, he has been using the outer ring to overtake, and the drifting and drifting movements are even smoother, very demeanor of a top racing driver.

"Love it, love it, I like this racing driver."

A Bai Fumei wearing a brand-name dress said loudly.

"Come on you, let's talk about when you can buy that racer a McLaren P1 GTR."

Someone mocked that Bai Fumei.

No matter what kind of people are watching, Fan Yu has directly caught up to the third position at this time.

And ahead of him, there was only Skoff's Aston Martin and Field's Lamborghini Poison.

The roar of the two cars resounded on the empty mountain road, and at this moment, there was another roar of an engine.

The roar of the engines of the three vehicles formed a symphony on the mountain road.

Through the lights in the rearview mirror, both Skov and Tian Ye knew it was the McLaren P1GTR.

"This person has been hiding his strength?"

Skov and Tianye thought subconsciously.

After all, to be able to catch up after being left behind by them for such a long distance is absolutely extraordinary.

(End of this chapter)

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