The arrogance of the city

Chapter 140 Racing Ge Lushan

"Racing?"

Li Futu raised his eyebrows and didn't express his attitude immediately.

Liang Lei nodded, his eyes full of hatred, "I believe everyone is looking forward to competing with Li Shao."

Your mother wants to get back the field is your own business, drag us into the water to dry wool? !
Hearing this, the people around immediately scolded inwardly, but they could only laugh dryly on their faces.

Li Futu looked around, fell silent for a moment, then nodded slightly and said, "Then respect is worse than obedience."

"Run from here to the top of the mountain, and then run back, No.1 can win a prize of 100 million, Li Shao, come on."

Qiu Ze briefly introduced the rules, and then got into the blue Bat sports car. Obviously, he also wanted to participate in this competition.Mao Siqing gave Li Futu a hard look, snorted coldly, and followed Qiu Ze's car.

Li Futu was puzzled, but he didn't care, and said softly to He Caiwei, "Get in the car."

There are eight lanes, and eight luxury cars are parked one after another, and almost every car has a beautiful girl sitting in it, except of course, the Ferrari F12.

Liang Lei, who was in the fourth lane, stared at the wild horse in the sixth lane, his eyes were as ferocious as a ghost.

It's not a hero to beat a stone with arrogance, it can only be called a fool. Smart people know how to make use of their strengths and avoid weaknesses. I have long heard that this man's skills are terrifying, so even if he was forced to lose face, Liang Lei still chose to grit his teeth and endure it. The field he is best at is shameful!
He is very familiar with the mountain conditions of Gelu Mountain. He has participated in more than a dozen competitions, big and small. The tail of the crane is too strong.He is confident enough to teach Li Futu a painful lesson here.

When the large curtain is lowered, the race conditions will be fed back from the various cameras on the track and presented on the screen in real time through the projector.

Exciting dynamic music began to sound, stimulating people's adrenal hormones to increase continuously.

"nervous?"

Li Futu turned his head and said, from the beginning to the end, he never asked why He Caiwei appeared here.

He Caiwei, who fastened her seat belt, held on to the handrail tightly, watched a tall girl in black leather shorts with a midriff-baring vest walk to the middle of the track, shook her head and said, "It's about to start."

"beep--!"

With a sharp whistle, the sexy girl in front of the track suddenly lowered her crossed hands holding the flag, and almost at the same time, eight sports cars rushed out at the same time, roaring like beasts.

Excited!
The men and women at the starting point watched the sports cars speeding away, their faces flushed and roaring loudly, as if they had been beaten with blood.

On the already pitch-dark Gelu Mountain Road, one after another headlights flashed across like ghosts, and the eight sports cars refused to give way to each other, chasing each other on the steep and narrow road conditions.

Braking with the left foot, cornering with the wheel tilted, continuous spinning and drifting, line routing at corners, and forced overtaking on the inside, it can be seen that these guys who often play sports cars have two brushes, each of which seems to be calculated by the most sophisticated instruments. Actions are shown one after another.

At the second corner, a gap gradually appeared between the eight sports cars, and the first group and the second group were separated. Like Qiu Ze, who has been defeated and defeated repeatedly, even if he tried his best, he could only I can watch myself and the car in front getting farther and farther away.

"Xiao Qiuzi, why are you standing still, speed up and chase!" Seeing that he was about to be thrown away, Mao Siqing became anxious.

"Do you think I don't want to chase?"

Qiu Ze smiled wryly: "This is already the limit speed that I can control. It's not good to speed up any more. I'm afraid we may fall from a height of several hundred meters. Don't you want to be a desperate mandarin duck with me?"

Mao Siqing's face turned pale, and she stopped talking immediately.

At the forefront of the first group is a white Porsche and a modified gray locomotive, and the two are competing fiercely for the first place.

Followed by the prince of Guangyang Department Store, he has been clinging to No.2, and he is not in a hurry. His skills are obviously stronger than Qiu Ze, and he also knows when to overtake and when to hide his strength .

After his Continental GT, Li Futu's Mustang followed him like a shadow, while Liang Lei's Ferrari F12 seemed to be following him, like a maggot attached to a bone, he kept pace with Li Futu. But neither exposed themselves prematurely.

In the fierce competition, the number one white Porsche made a misalignment due to a curve that was too twisty and the speed was too fast. The rear wheel slipped in a pothole, and the body immediately trembled horribly. It caused a chain reaction and quickly spread to the front of the car.The front of the car swayed, and then it collided with the mountain body, and suddenly slid out sideways.

Sparks splattered.

The gray locomotive following behind seized the momentary opening, slammed the steering wheel to avoid the Porsche that had the accident, and rushed to the front with a roar.

On a track where every second counts, the fall of a car often means that the cars behind are in imminent disaster.

The third-ranked Guangyang Department Store Prince was the first to bear the brunt. Because the gray locomotive blocked his sight, he didn't notice the situation ahead. When the locomotive suddenly rushed past, he realized that the out-of-control Porsche was hitting him, and the moment he wanted to dodge It's too late.

With a bang, the Continental GT and the Porsche directly collided without a buffer, creating a gorgeous spark that reflected Sui He Caiwei's pale cheeks.

Is this the world of the rich?

As the bodies of the two luxury cars twisted, the eyes of the prince of Guangyang Department Store went dark, and he lost consciousness in an instant.

See the real chapter at a critical moment.

One side is a black Mustang, the other side is the same black Ferrari F12, the two cars are in danger, and in a few moments of flashing fire, two gorgeous arcs are drawn, one left and one right appear on the two sides of the gray locomotive. After the parking space.

At this point in the race, in fact, it is no longer the business of the next few racers.

It is possible to chase the final winner and only the gray locomotive, Li Futu and Liang Lei, who is temporarily ranked first, remain.

The gray locomotive is in front, and the two cars are biting behind.At this time, the competition is not only about driving skills, but also a psychological competition.

Half of the race is over, and the first group can be seen from the headlights to go down the hill, but the three cars are still clinging to each other, and the distance between each other can only be calculated in a few tenths of a second.

The sonic boom caused by the super-high-speed extrusion is transmitted through the camera, making the onlookers excited and excited!

"Want to win? Go ahead and dream!"

Up until now, Liang Lei had realized that he had underestimated his opponent. If he hadn't won in the configuration of the car, he might not be able to keep pace with the opponent now.

At this moment, Liang Lei had given up his plan to be number one. His only thought was to block Li Futu!
During the gallop, the three cars have already run two-thirds of the race and are approaching the last four consecutive corners.

Liang Lei accelerated suddenly, leading slightly, and then using his hands and feet, the car body shifted on the curve like a railing. Now he no longer pursues the perfection of the deviation, he only asks to block Li Futu.

The corners of Li Futu's mouth slightly raised, his eyes were deep, and he reacted quickly. The engine roared, and the oil mist sprayed out a burst of fire from the exhaust pipe. In the continuous steep and fatal curve, he did not slow down at all!
The wild horse seems to be transformed into a nimble cheetah, slamming away the intercepting Ferrari, and then it seems to be a fish in the sea, swimming in the curve without stagnation and full of visual beauty, successfully surpassing the gray in the last curve The locomotive, no one expected that in the end, the unremarkable wild horse would be the first to cross the finish line with the attitude of a king looking down on the world.

The men and women who were waiting at the starting point and the end point shouted and cheered frantically, welcoming the arrival of the king with the fullest enthusiasm, but the wild horse seemed to have no intention of accepting worship, and the stalls did not decrease, and they disappeared like a phantom.

"Flick off your clothes after it's done, and hide your achievements and fame deeply. This is a man."

While stunned, someone muttered to himself, full of admiration from the bottom of his heart.

This is undoubtedly another legendary story destined to be passed down for many years.

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