Chapter 67: Young man, you don't talk about five
The gap between the two sides in the first 100 meters was not particularly obvious, and even Lin Feng slightly exceeded half a parking space.
However, Lin Feng also experienced such extreme acceleration for the first time, his heartbeat and blood pressure couldn't keep up for a while, his brain was a little hypoxic, and the meaning was a little vague, and he was surpassed by Zhang Cheng after a hundred meters.
Even after Zhang Cheng overtook him, he took a second to turn his head and take a look.
The arrogance is beyond words.
The total length of a lap of the track is seven kilometers, and there are about dozens of large and small corners combined, and the starting point to the first corner is about one kilometer, so that novice racing players can quickly adapt to it.
It took Lin Feng a while to get used to it, and at this time it was almost the first corner, and now he could only vaguely see the taillights of Zhang Cheng's car.
"It's done!"
Lin Feng, who was wearing a helmet, shouted, and after his body got used to it, all kinds of familiar feelings returned.
Gripping the steering wheel, he kicked the accelerator to increase the speed of the BMW M3 to the highest speed, then shifted the gear to fourth gear with a little braking, and drifted directly into the first corner at extreme speed.
This race is only three laps in total, if Lin Feng can't catch up with Zhang Cheng in the first lap, and then gradually expand his advantage by virtue of cornering, then even if Lin Feng has the driving mastery given by the system, it is useless.
"What?"
Hearing Lin Feng's shout, Zhao Gao also shouted.
The strong engine sound and the wind caused by the excessive speed caused the noise in the car to be very loud, and this is not a rally, and Zhao Gao is not a navigator, so the intercom system in the helmet is not turned on.
"it!"
As soon as he finished asking, he encountered Lin Feng's extreme corner, Zhao Gao was already made his heart beat violently by Lin Feng's strong acceleration when he started, and now he was not mentally prepared, and he was suddenly hit by the powerful transverse centrifugal force belt on the glass next to the car.
Then, when braking, the head and body are leaned forward by the forward deceleration force, and then the acceleration force.
Lin Feng swept the corner of his eye.
Looking at Zhao Gao's action of leaning forward and leaning back for a while, his mouth grinned carelessly.
Nima, you think you're Uncle Liu, play with me, play music and dance!
Retracting his mind, Lin Feng concentrated on the second corner.
"No, it!"
After the curve, Zhao Gao hadn't eased up, and when he saw that he had reached another bend, he wanted to die.
He had played in the racing track before, and he had driven a racing car himself, but he had never done anything as fierce as Lin Feng!
Zhang Cheng looked at Lin Feng, who was getting closer and closer to him in the rearview mirror, and a sense of urgency arose.
Forcing himself not to go to see Lin Feng, Zhang Cheng also concentrated.
When the first lap was close to the end, Zhang Cheng was only one parking space ahead of Lin Feng, and by the second lap, the two were almost even, and when the third lap began, the first corner passed, and Lin Feng was already one third ahead of Zhang Cheng.
Zhang Cheng, who was sitting in the car, slowly began to break out in a cold sweat.
Isn't Lin Feng a novice, how can he have a chance to win himself, he must not lose.
However, at this time, Zhang Cheng's heart was already in turmoil, halfway through the third lap, Lin Feng was already one parking space ahead, no surprise, Lin Feng had laid the foundation for victory in this game.
"Brother, didn't you say this man is a novice?"
In the stands, someone patted Jia Ying and asked.
"It's... It's a newbie!"
Jia Ying is not sure now.
"Novice, you ride a horse and coax Lao Tzu, novice driving is like this!"
"Yes, if you are a novice like this, then Lao Tzu is not even a novice. ”
"Nima, two laps to catch up with someone who is one car ahead of him, which can be compared to the certified racers. ”
A group of rich second generations on the stage began to discuss.
At the end of the third lap, Lin Feng was seven seconds ahead of Zhang Cheng to reach the finish line.
"How's it going?"
Opening the car door, Zhao Gaoqiang endured dizziness and said to Zhang Cheng.
"No way, you must have cheated!"
Thinking that he actually lost to a novice, the key is that he also lost five hundred yuan, Zhang Cheng felt like he was in a dream.
"Cheating, you can say this, I didn't do anything openly under your nose. ”
Lin Feng sneered.
"That is, can you make a face, wasn't it very arrogant at first!"
Zhao Gao took off his helmet, took a big breath of fresh breath, and said disdainfully.
"That's... That's definitely because of my car, I asked for a change of car, we had to play again, otherwise I wouldn't have recognized the race. ”
Zhang Cheng shouted loudly.
Playing a trick is a cheat, racing is his dream, and he doesn't allow a novice to be ruthlessly crushed.
", Zhang Cheng, you still want to cheat, you are equivalent to me asking you how many four plus one is equal, and your answer is equal to six minus one, young man, you don't talk about five!"
Zhao Gao laughed mercilessly.
Lin Feng held back a smile, "If you don't say it, you won't admit it, you don't admit it, are you farting when we write it in black and white!"
If Zhang Cheng really planned to cheat, Lin Feng would naturally have a way to treat him.
"I'm going to make a bet with you, and this time we're going to bet a thousand dollars. ”
Zhao Gaofa said ruthlessly.
This time, he planned to make a bet with Lin Feng, and he must win back what he lost.
"A thousand dollars, do you have that much money?"
Lin Feng sneered.
I thought that you would be able to bet 10,000 yuan, so I was waiting for you to make a big bet!
"Since I said it, even if I don't have it now, I will let my family give it to you when the time comes, and I'm afraid you won't dare!"
Zhang Cheng was afraid that Lin Feng would not agree, so he also used the agitation method.
"Bet, Lin Feng bet with him!"
Zhao Gao said beside him.
When he was just sitting in the car, at a certain moment, he felt that Lin Feng was like Schumacher descending, and the little Zhang Cheng was not worth mentioning at all now.
"Well, it's okay, how do you bet this time!"
Lin Feng clasped his hands on his chest, pretending to be a little reluctant.
"Hmph, this time we'll bet on a lap, the rules are the same, whoever reaches the finish line first wins. ”
Saying that, Zhang Cheng consciously asked the staff in the venue to bring pens and paper, write a gambling contract, press his handprint, and bring it to Lin Feng.
"Do you dare?"
"Heh, ask me if I dare, I'm afraid you're not enough to lose. ”
Lin Feng signed the two gambling contracts separately, pressed his handprints, and packed one himself.
Tsk, let's have a little more of this kind of good thing, I won't mind.
Lin Feng originally liked this feeling of galloping, but now he can not only find this feeling, but also take money, why not.
Although 500 yuan doesn't sound like a lot, two or three 500 yuan can buy this racing track.
Lin Feng drove the car to the maintenance port for the staff to test, in this state of high-speed driving, it is necessary to ensure that the vehicle can not have a trace of problems, otherwise it is not a joke if it breaks down.
Zhang Cheng went to the garage to pick out an Audi and drove it out with a gloomy face.
Jia Ying looked at Zhang Cheng, but he didn't dare to come forward to touch his head.
Half an hour later, the two of them drove the car to the starting point at the same time.
Zhao Gao didn't dare to be in the car this time, and shouted and cheered for Lin Feng next to him.
As the flag bearer's flag fell, both cars sprang out at the same time.
However, just a few seconds after he ran out, Lin Feng felt that something was wrong, Zhang Cheng's car accelerated a little faster than Lin Feng's car at 100 meters.
"Stepping on a horse, young man, you really don't talk about martial arts!"