Smash my job?" Gerry sneered, "There hasn't been such a person yet." ”

"Don't worry, it'll be there right away. ”

"Gerry, don't talk nonsense with him, we have to win this game for more than 20 seconds to have a sense of accomplishment, don't give him any chance. ”

"I knew in my heart that the Aston Martin I drove was very well modified and I was so used to it that I could beat them by 20 seconds, even if it was 30 seconds. ”

"That's what you want, you can't give them any chance. ”

"Are you going to win us 30 seconds? I think you're dreaming. ”

"Lao Qin, what's the use of saying cruel words now, I advise you to go and prepare the formalities quickly, and send the car later. ”

"Don't pretend, wait until you're done. ”

At this moment, the exclamation sounded again in the racetrack.

"You see, that beautiful driver has been following Huang Wanqi closely, and she has already entered the third lap, and I feel that the final gap should be controlled within 10 seconds. ”

"I think so too, this woman is too fierce, this is also Type-R, and other cars can't stand driving like this. ”

"Come on, beauty!"

"It must be controlled within 10 seconds!"

"From now on, you will be my idol!"

Lap 3 was over almost a minute later, and the result was a surprise to everyone!

The gap is 8 seconds!

In other words, after three laps, Li Chuhan, as an amateur, was only led by a professional driver by three seconds, which is already a very terrifying result!

Just when everyone was in awe, the fourth baton game began!

"Actually, I feel that there is no need to run the fourth base, except for Qin Shao, who is three seconds ahead, the rest of the people are behind all the way, and it is impossible to win. ”

"Actually, it is a matter of course to lose, after all, people are professional drivers, not amateurs, and now it depends on how much they lose in the end. ”

"Qin Shaoke is known as the emperor of Zhonghai, if he loses this game, he will lose face. ”

"There is no way, he was put on a stand by Zhao Zhengyang, so he could only admit it. ”

At the same time, Huang Wanqi walked back, "Zhengyang, I'm really embarrassed, I only led by three seconds, I have to say, that woman still has something." ”

"It doesn't matter, they drove twelve cars today, and with Glene's strength, it's not a problem to be four seconds ahead. ”

"Haha, I think so too. ”

"Damn, what's the situation? Ryken should be up to 200! Aston Martin chasing Gurley!"

"This is just the beginning, at least chase back for 1 second!"

"200 in a straight line speed is not terrible, but he doesn't seem to have the intention of slowing down, as if he wants to enter the corner at this speed!"

"!"

"He's really going into the corner at this speed!"

The people who saw this scene were too frightened to speak.

They've only seen images like this in F1 races, and they haven't seen anyone drive a sports car out of F1.

"You see, Gurley slowed down into the corner, and the gap was at least three seconds back!"

Li Chuhan stared at a pair of beautiful eyes, never thought that the car could be driven like this.

How could he be so powerful?

Li Chuhan has never admired anyone, but Lin Yi is the first.

Lin Yi's speed is getting faster and faster, and the gap between him and Ge Li is getting smaller and smaller!

At this time, everyone had the same idea in their hearts, it was estimated that Lin Yi would be able to catch up with the gap after running down the first lap.

The rest is to see how much to catch up with!

"Brother Ringo is too awesome, isn't it, Gree is a professional, and it only took one lap to catch up with 8 seconds?"

Liang Jinming and Gao Zongyuan had never seen Lin Yi drag racing, and this time they were completely stunned.

"I'll just say that Lao Lin is awesome, you still don't believe it, this old driver, the god of autumn mountain bikes. ”

Some people are happy and some are worried, and the expressions of Zhao Zhengyang and others collapsed.

He thought that if he found three professional racing drivers, he would win this competition, but he never thought that Lin Yi would have such superb driving skills!

"9 seconds!"

"This speed is simply inhuman, and I was 9 seconds ahead after the second lap!"

Seeing such results, Zhao Zhengyang's heart has cooled to the bottom.

Just after two laps, plus the previous 8 seconds that were left behind, Lin Yi was 17 seconds ahead, and by the end of the third lap, his taillights were gone.

Just when everyone sighed that Lin Yi's driving skills were superb.

Shocked to find that Lin Yi stopped at the end of the third lap.

This kind of confusing operation made everyone feel puzzled, and Qin Han slapped his thigh in a hurry.

"Lao Lin is doing the wool, hurry up and rush over, as long as we rush over, we will win!"

"Haha......" Zhao Zhengyang laughed, "Qin Han, don't dream, I think his car is broken, and it's impossible to run to the finish line." ”

"Just kidding, that's Laiken, how can you say it's bad. ”

"With his kind of driving, what car can stand it, it must have burst the cylinder. Zhao Zhengyang smiled with great fearlessness, "It's really God's eyes, you just wait to send the car obediently." ”

Boom Boom Boom –

But just then, the roar came again.

Zhao Zhengyang saw Lin Yi's Laiken and rushed to the finish line in a puff of smoke!

"What's going on? Isn't the car broken?"

Qin Han was also puzzled, since the car was not broken, why did he stop for a while at the end of the road before driving over?

"Damn, I know what Lin Shao means, he pinched the time, and he was exactly 11 seconds ahead, because of the FB club, there were exactly 11 cars over!"

"No, it's too much of a slap in the face!"

"Lin Shao is awesome, this kind of operation is really unprecedented!"

"11 seconds of slapping in the face, it's really exciting!"

The game ended quickly, Lin Yi and Ge Li drove the car over, looked at Zhao Zhengyang with a smile and said:

"I was just 11 seconds ahead of you guys and won all your cars, which made me a little embarrassed. ”

"Send the car!"

"Send the car!"

"Send the car!"

The onlookers in the field shouted in unison, Zhao Zhengyang clenched his fists, attacked his heart in a hurry, and a mouthful of old blood spurted out.

"Brother Zhao, are you okay!" Fan Qinan and Wu Qingyu rushed over and helped Zhao Zhengyang up.

"It's okay, I can't die yet. ”

"What do we do now?"

"What else can I do, hand over the car keys!"

The people in the FB club looked embarrassed and reluctantly handed over their car keys.

They don't feel sorry for this money, but the shame is too great.

Lin Yi's hand weighed Zhao Zhengyang's one77 car key, "In the future, the title of Zhonghai Four Youths will have nothing to do with you." ”

"Hmph, are you rare for us?"

Zhao Zhengyang snorted coldly, "Let's go!"

"Don't rush to go. Lin Yi said in the back:

"The road ahead is a bit dark, and it's inconvenient to walk. ”

Zhao Zhengyang looked back at Lin Yi, "What do you mean!"

"It's so lively tonight, it wouldn't be interesting if you didn't light a bonfire to set off the atmosphere, go and send this one77 o'clock to Young Master Zhao!"

(End of chapter)