urban wolf

Within a few days, Ye Feng took his shadow out to familiarize himself with the car almost every day. It was a normal thing, but every time the shadow came back with a flushed face, it was not caused by the wind, but because Ye Feng They have to take the shadow to try the shock absorption performance on the grounds of "push the one-month appointment to a later date". It is actually normal for the husband and wife, but the car is a convertible.Shadow is far less thick-skinned than Ye Feng.

It's finally time to race.

Flickering lights flickered above the windows.Outside the window, the traffic is coming and going, and the flow is endless.But soon, there were only a few cars passing by on this Mont Blanc mountain road.

There has never been a time when it is quieter than this time.Ye Feng sat quietly on the seat, his deep eyes looked out through the darkness along the headlights.The sky was low in clouds.

It has started to snow.The competition is about to start, but the God of Heaven just gets in the way.But no matter how heavy the snow is, it may not be able to extinguish the smell of gunpowder in the air.The smell of gunpowder came from two people, one was naturally Ye Feng, and the other was a middle-aged man, Shadow's former instructor, Bardorio.Ye Feng had been in direct contact with him before, and found that his palm was covered with a thick layer of calluses, which was the trace of holding the steering wheel for many years.

However, although Ye Feng's hands are very strong, they don't have any calluses. There are no calluses on the tiger's mouth, which means that this person is not a gun master. No calluses on his fingertips, it means that this person is not a computer expert. No calluses on the palms, it means that this person is not a racing driver.

But Ye Feng's hands don't have calluses, but they are a heaven-defying existence.

There are only five cars side by side on the track, which is the most cars that can be placed horizontally on this road.A game without the smell of gunpowder, it can only be a candle, chewed in the mouth, tasteless.The smell of gunpowder is the catalyst of passion.

Basically, the co-pilot next to every driver has a person of the opposite sex, Ye Feng's side is naturally a shadow, and Badolio's side is a blonde woman, an exotic beauty.

"Woo, woo~" the sound of the engine keeps on, and the powerful explosion in the internal combustion engine gives the locomotive unlimited momentum. The locomotive is full of passionate power. As long as the gunshot is fired, it will roar and fly.

Finally, in the case of heavy snow, gunshots sounded, and three sports cars whirred.Within a short distance, there are curves, overtaking, straights, neck and neck, curves, the car behind overtakes the car ahead, continuous curves, tight bite, and straights, catching up, three powerful locomotives, stuck to each other , surpass each other.

But Ye Feng's car and Bardolio's car didn't move for a long time, after the other three cars had traveled a long distance, they started their engines one after another.

Before the handbrake was activated, the rear wheels of the two sports cars started to spin rapidly, and the gears were increased one by one. Neither of the two sports cars slipped, but they pushed the cars forward inch by inch.It depends on how much the car is understood and modified to control the center of gravity like this.

With just this one hand, Ye Feng has already deeply experienced the strength of this Bardorio instructor.Ye Feng's eyes were cold, his heart was extremely quiet, and he was integrated with the car, as if the Oldsmobile had become his legs.

As soon as the handbrake was released, the car flew out like an arrow feather.

Two silvery-white car shadows slid through the air amidst many suspicious eyes, and only a snowflake stirred up remained in place on the starting line.At this time, the other three cars had already reached the second corner.

But in just ten seconds, the two rear-moving cars had already caught up. What a terrifying speed this is?

The wind brushed over Ye Feng's hair, and a smile appeared on Ye Feng's face. The shadow beside him knew what he remembered. During those three years when he was on mission, he had the most tragic escape. At that time, Ye Feng Feng drove a large commercial vehicle, speeding along a narrow winding mountain road, and what he was chasing was not a car, but a helicopter overhead. It was still at the maximum horsepower, and it was much more difficult than it is now.

So Ye Feng has absolute confidence to defeat this instructor.Ye Feng is not a driver, but a killer.At this time Ye Feng had already regarded this place as a battlefield, he was the weaker side, and the strong enemy he was chasing was Bardorio.

When infinitely approaching the three sports cars in front of him, Ye Feng curled up his mouth with a sneer, tiptoe of his left toe, and fully opened the accelerator. After just two seconds, the speed of the car increased from [-] kilometers per hour to an instant increase. At [-] kilometers, shifting the center of gravity with one center of gravity, matching the wonderful corner routing, followed the seventh locomotive into the third corner.

Left-foot braking, turbo boosting, continuous rotation and drifting, a series of dazzling drag racing techniques, generally go through the needles and threads among the other three locomotives, and ride away with ease.

But at this time, Badolio's car was next to Ye Feng's car. When turning, because of the previous position, Badolio's car was on the inside, Ye Feng's car was on the outside, the outer circle and the inner circle There is already a big difference in the distance between them, but Ye Feng was driving side by side with him. This is enough to show that when Ye Feng's car was drifting and cornering, it relied entirely on inertia and wheel rotation, and did not slow down at all.

This kind of rapidity was understood by Ye Feng in countless escapes, and he was as proficient as eating and sleeping, and it was the kind that he could lie down on.

Just 3 minutes after the drag racing, the entire track has been completely cleaned up. There is no one person, one car, or even a scrap of paper on the road.

But the snow was getting bigger and bigger, but the snowflakes hit the car windows and melted instantly, because in these 3 minutes, the windshield of the car was heated due to intense friction with the air.And because the car's windshield is covered with a special layer, there is no need for wipers at all (Ye Feng created it himself~).

Of the five sports cars, only Ye Feng's car and Badolio's car didn't have windshield wipers at all.

Gradually, the snowflakes are like goose feathers, and the visibility in the air is getting closer and closer. The game has not yet kicked off, but the dull and depressing atmosphere gradually permeates the hearts of all the audience with the snowflakes. This kind of weather is definitely a taboo for racing, and it is also the most technical test. Because Biao Che loses his life, it is like tossing a coin, both positive and negative, life and death are possible.

"Husband, if you win, I'll help you with my mouth tonight~" A girl with a hot body bluntly set off a big obstacle in front of her chest, screaming strangely among the crowd watching the game, playing in the mall, Playing underworld can certainly make women fall in love, but playing with cars is also fatal to women.

But no matter who his husband is, he will definitely not be able to win No.1 and No.2 today. At this time, because of the heavy snow, the three sports cars have tacitly slowed down. Life is far more important than drag racing, but In this kind of weather, two cars seemed to be dying, and the speed increased instead of decreasing. At this time, the directors of the Feng family in the observation deck were not surprised, because they all knew that this race was for Ye Feng and Badolio set up, even if the strongest car king in the world comes, they will not be their opponents.

A thick layer of snowflakes fell on the road soon. The drivers had seen the weather, and the tires were all high-performance anti-skid. Fortunately, there were no passing vehicles on the road at this time, and there was no compaction. The snowflakes were run over by the tires. It flew up, the headlights of the locomotive split the rain curtain, and the taillights had already drawn the scarlet red into streams of flowing light.

After the third corner, Ye Feng and Badolio left the other three sports cars far behind. The race became a two-two confrontation in the front, and the three cars in the back competed.Although the three racers behind were not convinced, Ye Feng could only watch helplessly as the car in front pulled away from him.

Although the technology of the next three cars is not as good as that of Ye Feng and Badolio, they are still the best in the racing world, otherwise they would not be invited to participate in this competition.

Braking with the left foot, cornering with the wheel tilted, continuous spinning and drifting, line routing in corners, forced overtaking on the inside, all the thrilling actions that seemed to be calculated by the most sophisticated instruments were vividly displayed in the heavy snow.

At this moment, in the duel between Ye Feng and Badorio, no one cared when to overtake or hide their strength. Whether it was a corner or a straight line, they were always side by side.

The snow is getting bigger and bigger, and the road is getting slippery. It's time to really test the drivers.Snowy weather, a racer's nightmare, but these have become Ye Feng's real stage.

All of this was very easy for Ye Feng and Yingying. With the windshield on and the warm air blowing in the car, the two actually chatted. a walkie-talkie.

Ye Feng held the steering wheel firmly, saw through the road several kilometers away at a glance, and said to the shadow: "Badolio's strength is about the same as mine, and the degree of modification of the car is similar, if there is nothing special about it , we can’t lose, and it’s hard to beat him.”

"Let's run first. We only ran less than a quarter of the [-] kilometers. There will always be a way. The three cars behind are also good. This speed, this lane, and this weather, it will be very good if there is no accident. gone."

The corners of Ye Feng's mouth curled up, and he said: "If one day we go bankrupt, I will become a racing driver to make money, and I will raise you fat and white."

"Concentrate on driving. This is a downhill driveway, and the centrifugal force is pointing inward. You should drive as far as possible, but don't lean against the guardrail." Shadow reminded.

During the gallop, the two locomotives had already run two-thirds of the race, and all of this had nothing to do with the three cars behind.

The car was driving in a straight line, and the woman in the co-driver of Badolio suddenly blew a loud whistle. Ye Feng glanced at it out of the corner of his eye, and immediately became angry, because Badolio actually compared him to a cool goodbye gesture .Then Badolio's sports car surpassed Ye Feng's car in an instant and galloped forward. Ye Feng looked at Badolio's exhaust pipe, and blue flames spewed out. Ye Feng cursed angrily: " Does installing thrusters count as cheating?"