The national male god is fierce and strong

Chapter 465 Strong collision!

Fan Xinhong also saw Yan Tao's drift.

He is a professional racing driver, and it can be seen that Yan Tao's drifting is very beautiful, even if he does it, I am afraid that he will not be able to do it so neatly.

Fan Xinhong narrowed his eyes: Did this kid really invite a master?

It's a pity that no matter how high a master is, he can't pass his level!
He smiled coldly, deliberately slowed down [-] meters away from the next corner, and waited for Yan Tao to catch up, then slammed the steering wheel to the right, and the whole body hit the Ferrari.

"boom!"

The powerful collision force hit Qi Dong, who almost jumped up in shock. He grabbed the handle tightly and was startled. Fan Xinhong didn't intend to give them a chance to breathe. He controlled the car and bumped into it again and again.

Qi Dong's head hit the glass of the car, causing him to yelp in pain, looking at the car again, the door was knocked out of shape, he wanted to speak, but was knocked so hard that he couldn't speak.

I just shivered with a headache.

Young Master Yan was still sitting firmly in the driver's seat, looking sideways, Fan Xinhong's triumphant and vicious face came into view, and her pretty brows were raised.

Gee.

Is this to compare who is more ruthless with Lao Tzu?
The young man's jade face was full of evil, and he tapped the edge of the steering wheel with his plain fingertips, and smiled suddenly.

The smile is as misty as smoke, like the clouds and mist on Changbai Mountain, which reveals a coolness in the mist.

When Fan Xinhong collided again, the boy turned the steering wheel wildly, and the whole car slammed into the Maserati.

"Oh!"

Yan Tao didn't hit it, but when he hit it, the entire passenger door was crumbling. Fan Xinhong never expected that this seemingly thin boy would have such precise control of the car. Unprepared, the car moved left along the inertia .

Next to the driveway is a guardrail, and the cliff below the guardrail is so deep that no sound can be heard when stones fall.

When Fan Xinhong watched others flustered and frightened, he felt like a god of death, controlling the lives of others, proud and arrogant.

When it was my turn, I was even more flustered and frightened than they were. I broke out in a cold sweat and didn't even think about stepping on the brakes, for fear that I would fall over the guardrail.

Young Master Yan raised his eyebrows in the cold, stepped on the accelerator, and walked away.

After rushing out for tens of meters, Qi Dong regained his composure, clutching his frantically jumping chest, his voice was still trembling, "Fuck! Yan Tao, you're so fucking awesome!"

fuck.

Can you crush the wild lion on the road for the first time?

It's fucking crazy, it's crazy!

Qi Dong felt that he had never been so elated before!

Yan Tao slightly raised his eyebrows, and glanced at the road behind from the rearview mirror.

After all, Fan Xinhong is a professional racing driver, and his psychological quality is not covered. Although he was stunned by Yan Tao, he quickly adjusted and continued to step on the accelerator to catch up.

Unable to touch the opponent, Fan Xinhong simply abandoned this path and went directly to victory!
Exceeding the curve is his special skill.

But in the next 5 minutes, Fan Xinhong experienced the lowest point of his life.

Three corners.

Damn, instead of overtaking the opponent, he was dropped dozens of meters!
He was so angry that his face was livid, and he couldn't believe it was true. He slammed his fist on the steering wheel, "Damn! How did this kid do it?!"

Qi Dong is also asking the same question.

Halfway through the track, Yan Tao was holding the winning ticket, and the young man's handsome face showed no expression, she lightly raised her lower lip, "It's nothing, I calculated the most suitable speed and position in a short period of time. I know the result, Of course you will win."

(End of this chapter)