I inherited a family fortune of 5000 years

Chapter 292 Actually, I am also very good at driving a hearse
"Ninima"

"I didn't believe in God before, but now I do!"

"My mother asked me why I was kneeling to watch the live broadcast."

"Mr. Zhang, can you see if my kneeling posture is standard? I know 200 other postures, and I'll show you all of them in a while!"

"Is this still a human? Monster, he is simply a monster! Is there really someone who doesn't slow down on such a big bend?"

"I've seen this scene before, and it happened to me yesterday when I watched the Karting World Race!"

"Running Kart is too low-key in its design!"

"Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah."

"I suddenly felt that Mr. Zhang's eyes are so handsome!"

"Mr. Zhang is very handsome!"

"Who was calling Mr. Zhang an idiot just now? Stand up for me!"

In an instant, the whole scene was boiling, and the bullet screens in each live broadcast room also exploded. The screens were full of "666" and "Damn it". Zhang Menglong's terrifying skills really matched his The tone is of a standard.

Make a circle, he really has this strength!
"Spin and jump, I close my eyes." With the classic but rhythmic song, the Wuling Hongguang was like a ghost walking on the mountain road.

Big curves, continuous sharp turns, and even the super-turning curve with a full lap and a half, Zhang Mengyu's car speed did not drop at all. Before the others had finished half of the second lap, Zhang Mengyu had already completed it. First lap!
Average speed: 518 km/h
Average straight-line speed: 542 km/h
Average cornering speed: 513 km/h
Lap time: 2:46
A column of unbelievable numbers appeared on the display.

"What kind of monster is he!" The second generations who were cursing at Zhang Mengmu just now were about to dislocate their jaws.

"I take back what I just said, if he is an idiot, I am not even as good as an idiot!"

"I think we are looking at Zhang Mengyu with the eyes of ordinary people. Their level is not at the same level at all. This is simply a dimensionality reduction blow!"

"This game is no longer interesting. Even if Zhang Mengyu loses in the end, it will not change the fact that he is the number one in the world."

If it is said that those second generations originally had some respect for Zhang Mengyu only because of his wealth, now, Zhang Mengyu's strength has undoubtedly completely conquered these people whose hearts are higher than the sky.

"What's the situation? Why is the live broadcast getting stuck?"

"I heard that a large number of foreign netizens jumped over the wall to watch the game!"

"Good guy, did this startle the whole world?"

In fact, although this race has attracted countless attention in China, only people in the racing circle are interested in it abroad. As for others, there is not much enthusiasm.

But because Zhang Menglong's pretentious video was posted on those social platforms by foreign netizens, it actually aroused a lot of anger. How could someone be so arrogant and claim to let those car gods lap in the car race?
It just so happened that the race was not over yet, since some Chinese netizens came to cheer for Zhang Mengyu, there would naturally be fans from abroad cheering for their favorite racers and mocking Zhang Mengyu by the way.

But when they poured into the live broadcast room one by one, they were all dumbfounded.

"What the hell is this car? Is this a professional racing car?"

"Oh shit! God! Is this a human driving a car?"

"What kind of drifting Smecta is this? The front of the car is about to hit the mountain. Isn't he afraid of the car crashing at such a high speed?"

"Crazy! Chinese people are all crazy!"

"Yo yo, foreign friends are here!"

"Welcome everyone to come to the live broadcast room to watch Zhang Zong pretend to be awesome!"

"Pure passerby, is this a simulation game? Really well done!"

"New fans, don't panic. Mr. Zhang's way has always been so wild, and our old fans are kneeling to watch the game now."

"Everyone, don't be nervous. These are basic operations. In Mr. Zhang's house, probably everyone who drives is at this level."

"I just heard that Mr. Zhang seems to be the best driver in their family."

"In Mr. Zhang's family, if the drifting and cornering can't reach 500 kilometers per hour, the family will not give the driver's license test on the road."

"Hahaha, Mr. Zhang's fans are also becoming intersex."

"Mr. Zhang originally wanted to save a few people in a low-key way, but you all wanted to challenge him. Now it's all over, and it's time to give him another chance to pretend!"

"No, no, Mr. Zhang isn't pretending, he's called fighting back! Can being forced to pretend be pretending? That's awesome!"

"How is it possible? It's impossible! It's unscientific!" At the end, the Australian car god Loraz Curtis had seen the Wuling Hongguang continuously drifting through corners in the rearview mirror, and sweat kept flowing from him. His forehead slid down.

"No! Don't let him overtake!" Lolazi started trying to interfere with Zhang Menglong's overtaking in front of him.

But all this is useless!
The speed of the car is too fast. If those car gods drift at a high speed at the corner, the huge centrifugal force will make their car drive outwards, thus leaving the inner road.

But Zhang Mengyu, he can control his drifting trajectory as he likes, like a silver lightning, Wuling Hongguang easily surpassed that expensive supercar.

Loraz only heard a young voice in his ear, "Brother, do you want to buy it?"

However, he still didn't understand what this sentence meant. Wuling Hongguang had disappeared in the curve ahead, and he didn't even see the taillights clearly!

"Block him, don't let him pass!" Jinghuyi and Park Yingjun had forgotten the rules of the game at this moment, they were running neck and neck, trying to maliciously interfere with Zhang Mengyu's overtaking!
But at the next bend, such a narrow road is impossible to accommodate two cars drifting at the same time, their cars immediately became one behind the other, and at this time, Zhang Mengyu once again overtook another car in the inner lane, the limit distance was almost It is close to the cliff and the car on the outside.

"Don't even think about passing!" Scrim tried his best to occupy the center of the lane. In corners, his skill is second only to Park Yingjun. Neither side is big enough for a car to pass by.

"Haha!" Scree showed a smile of success.

"mean!"

"shameless!"

"Wait, don't forget, Mr. Zhang still has a unique skill!"

"Yes, yes, the blade is overtaking!!"

"But it's not a straight line, it's a sharp turn!"

"Squeak!" But Zhang Mengyu didn't disappoint. This time, he clung to the outer wall of the cliff, and his exquisite control made his inner tire lift up directly, passing directly over Scree's head.

"Fuck!"

"My day!"

"What's this called? Blade drift?"

"Honey, come and see the gods!"

"How is this possible?" Scree seemed to have suffered a critical blow from his soul, the blade overtaking and drifting, the speed of more than 500 kilometers per hour, this is already a blind spot of his knowledge!

"Whoosh!" Wuling Hongguang passed the finish line briskly, and stopped gracefully by the side of the road. The four tires were already in a mess, and even exuded a burnt smell.

"Such a high-intensity drift, this tire actually ran for two laps before it was scrapped."

"Rider God, this is the real Rider God, what kind of American Rider God, what kind of Caravan God? Is that also called Rider God?"

"Mr. Zhang accidentally ran over a toy car with a remote control car, and he didn't even know it."

The four supercars stopped at the finish line, and the four car gods all had decadent expressions, and they didn't even dare to look at Zhang Mengyu.

"Four, please take off your car logo, as well as your driver's license and racing license." Zhang Meng looked around at the Wuling Hongguang, "Sorry, my car is already covered with stickers, only the Get off the bottom of the car, the four don't mind, right?"

"Zhang Mengyu! You are too deceitful!"

"That's right, I can speak idioms!" Zhang Meng said with a smile, "However, Chinese culture is extensive and profound, and you seem to not understand the meaning of this idiom. It seems that I didn't provoke you first, right? I said that I don't want to compare, because I'm afraid of you Lost too much!"

"But what about you? You're good and love to play! If you insist on forcing me to race, I won't be convinced if I lose," Zhang Mengyu shook his head, "Racing with you is really boring!"

"You're just a good car!" Gritting his teeth for a long time, Skri finally squeezed out such a sentence.

"You can do it!" Zhang Mengyu sent a shoulder, "Your taxi skills, if you don't overturn my car, I will lose!"

"You!" Everyone's faces were blue and purple, but they were powerless to refute.

At Zhang Mengyu's speed, they wouldn't even be able to pass a corner!
"Try it! Zhang Menglong smiled eccentrically, "Actually, I'm also very good at driving a hearse, so I'll send it to you directly when the time comes!" "

(End of this chapter)