I Don’t Want To Be A Young Master

After two-thirds of the schedule, Ye Feng had already drifted through 16 sharp turns, and at this point in the game, he basically secured the victory.

Chen Jian's Evija was left behind by Ye Feng's S600, and the distance between the two workshops was still widening, which made Chen Jian very desperate. Although you can use the performance advantage to catch back a little when you encounter straights, it is a winding road after all. How can there be so many straights for him to chase?

The mentality of Chen Jian, who was driven to a desperate situation, finally exploded.

There was a bend not far in front of him. This time, without slowing down, he slammed the accelerator to the bottom and rushed straight.

The whistling wind sounded outside the window, and the surrounding scenery began to blur due to the excessive speed.

In the co-pilot, Jiang Lu's pretty face turned pale in fright. She grabbed the corner of Chen Jian's clothes and said anxiously: "Chen Jian, don't be impulsive! At this speed, can you pass this turn?"

However, Chen Jian could not listen to anything. What he thought in his heart was that he could not lose, could not lose, and could not lose.

Jiang Lu wanted to stop him, but the car was too fast at this time, and any interference with Chen Jian might cause the car to lose control.

She can only look straight ahead, praying that Chen Jianneng can successfully turn this corner.

Near.

200 meters, 100 meters, 50 meters.

Chen Jian was sweaty and his eyes were bloodshot. He felt that he had never been so close to death.

At 20 meters, Chen Jian's hands began to tremble, and it was a bit difficult to just hold the steering wheel.

At 10 meters, Chen Jian's legs began to tremble, and he couldn't even step on the accelerator.

5 meters.

"Crack——!!!"

Chen Jian stepped on the brake.

With the violent friction between the tires and the ground, Evija slowed down while sliding forward.

That's right, he still persuaded, thinking about it carefully, Ye Feng's Mercedes-Benz can only drive up to 250 miles, even so when cornering, only 0.3 seconds of reaction time.

And Chen Jian’s Lotus sports car is more than 400 miles long

The chance of survival is too small, even Ye Feng can't guarantee that he can safely corner at this speed.

Therefore, it is wise to brake hard, but the problem is that Chen Jian stepped on it a little late. The speed was too fast before, and the braking distance left for him was too short. Although the tires had stopped spinning, they rushed straight to the road guardrail.

Breaking through the guardrail, Death was waiting for him below, oh, and Jiang Lu.

"Turn the steering wheel!"

At the time of life and death, Jiang Lu was more awake than Chen Jian. She looked at the approaching cliff in front of her and screamed to remind Chen Jian.

Chen Jian was also awakened by this exclamation, and he slammed the steering wheel to the left. As a result, the car turned sideways and the friction between the tires and the ground became more intense.

"Huh!"

"Squeak."

After breaking through the guardrail, the car stopped.

Sitting on the right, Jiang Lu stretched her head out of the window with fear, and glanced down.

The car happened to be parked on the edge of the cliff, and even the tires had been a little bit off the cliff. Looking down, there was no road, only the abyss.

Suddenly, Jiang Lu looked like a deflated leather ball, her whole body slumped, and she was stuck on the seat like a piece of gum, unable to speak for a long time.

After a while, Chen Jian turned his head, forced an unusually ugly smile and said, "I lost."

When Ye Feng's Mercedes-Benz descended from Panshan Road and drove back to the original point, he received a warm welcome. The cheers were like celebrating the hero's achievements.

The people who gather here every night are undoubtedly car enthusiasts. In their eyes, drivers are not divided between rich and poor, regardless of men and women, only winners and losers.

And Ye Feng's almost desperate performance on the track has already been transmitted back through the drone. At this moment, in the eyes of these rich second generations, Ye Feng is a hero.

A few people solemnly ran over with excitement, wanting to celebrate the big brother's winning the game, but there were a few rich women who acted faster than them.

"Man, what's your name? What's your phone number?"

"Man, where do you live? Are you interested in making friends with me?"

"Can I take a ride in your car? As long as you let me sit, I can go with you anywhere, even at your home."

Seeing a group of women idiotically surrounding the car, Ye Feng was helpless. He didn't even dare to get out of the car now, for fear of being eaten by these women when he went.

He called Lu Kuan: "Old Lu, come and help me clear these people away!"

Not long after the phone call, Lu Kuan squeezed from the crowd, then shook off his arms, and roughly pushed the people to the sides.

"Let's let, let's let! I'm not welcome anymore!"

The nymphomaniacs didn't know how he could be rude, but seeing his cold eyes and the murderous aura shrouded in his body, they had to obediently step aside.

Yuan Fei got off the bus first.

Before on the road, he did not vomit. This time the dust settled in the game, he could no longer control it. He bent over and vomited. After vomiting for two or three minutes, he could not vomit until he straightened up.

Although it was uncomfortable, and his throat was sore from stomach acid, Yuan Fei still laughed from ear to ear.

Won!

No need to quit school, no need to quit Guangcheng!

All of this must be given by my eldest brother!

After Ye Feng got out of the car, Lu Kuan was always guarding him. Whether it was a man or a woman, whoever wanted to rush to get close would be blocked by Lu Kuan's ruthless iron hand.

But Lu Kuan can stop them, but they can't stop their worship.

The entire Panshan Road, with a total length of 43 kilometers and 29 bends, took 11 minutes and 31 seconds to Ye Feng!

The average speed is 224.3 kilometers per hour!

Brand new record! A full 7 minutes and 05 seconds ahead of the previous record!

You know, if you want to keep driving at this speed, it would be suicide on Feixia Mountain!

But Ye Feng was not dead, he came back safely, and seeing his calm expression and calm eyes, it seemed that he hadn't exerted all his strength!

Everyone is so excited

Tonight, Feixia Mountain Car God was born!

Che Shen Yefeng ignored the frenetic eyes around him. He looked down at his watch and said that he should almost be back. Could it be that something happened on the road?

It doesn't matter if someone has something wrong, anyway, whether Chen Jian or Jiang Lu, he is not familiar, but that Lotus Evija belongs to him!

You know, this car has just been on the market and it is limited to 120 units worldwide. Once it was launched, it was sold out. The cool appearance and streamlined styling are considered to be the work of Lotus. Both in terms of performance and appearance, they have suppressed the top sports cars such as Ferrari, Lamborghini and Koenigsegg.

How could Ye Feng not be moved by such a car?

Toss the attractiveness of the car itself, at least it is worth nearly 10 million!

It was 10 minutes later that Evija, whom Ye Feng was thinking about, swayed down the mountain road. It was different from the aggressive manner when he set off. It seemed that Chen Jian was like an eggplant beaten by cream at this time, and he had completely lost his fighting spirit.

Ye Feng walked over to the car. When Evija stopped, he stood outside and knocked on the window and smiled: "Give me the car key."

After thinking about it, he said: "Also, go through the transfer procedures with me tomorrow."