"Boom!"

Zhao Shuang and Qin Ming's two sports car engines roared, crossed the finish line of the fourth lap, and began the final competition!

Qin Ming still drove the yellow sports car and followed the red sports body, and the first S-shaped corner was in front of him.

Just when he was about to reach the first S-shaped corner, Qin Ming's eyes narrowed slightly, his eyes were like torches, he held the steering wheel in his hand, the gear brake was maximum, the accelerator pedal was pressed to the end, and the horsepower was fully opened!

A blow to the dust, Qin Ming overtook Zhao Shuang!

"This ......"

Zhao Shuang's face was full of shock, and it took a long time to come to his senses, is this Qin Ming crazy?! Overtaking in a corner that he is so bad at, and when he arrives at the S corner immediately, isn't it still easy for me to overtake?!

Zhao Shuang disagreed, and a disdainful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Qin Ming and Zhao Shuang came to the S corner, Zhao Shuang's eyes narrowed slightly, his eyes were like torches, and he was about to overtake!

The corners of Qin Ming's mouth rose slightly, the brakes suddenly braked, and then relaxed instantly, the steering wheel hit halfway, at an interval of one second, instantly killed, in the rotation, the right hand controlling the gear was only dazzling, leaving only a few afterimages, a perfect super drag and cool drift, flying directly across the S curve!

"Damn! this ......"

Zhao Shuang couldn't help but burst into a foul mouth, this perfect and cool drift is too dragging, isn't it!

"Qin Ming! dare to fool me!"

Zhao Shuang's face was ugly, and he also crossed the S curve with a beautiful drift.

Qin Ming and Zhao Shuang crossed the S-shaped curve and returned to the straight line.

The corners of Qin Ming's mouth rose slightly, this big straight road, for him Qin Ming, driving is easier than walking, Qin Ming kicked the accelerator to the end, and the firepower was fully opened, directly soaring to the highest 380 pulse!

The biggest advantage of this yellow sports car is that the fuselage has a uniform texture and sufficient weight, and the streamline is very in line with the air streamline, even if it soars to the highest, it will not flutter!

As for Zhao Shuang's red sports car, although the performance is strong, the maximum speed is 400 pulses, but the fuselage is slightly thin, and it is estimated that the full firepower can reach a little more than 380 pulses, and the highest can not exceed 390 pulses, otherwise the body is floating and extremely dangerous!

Zhao Shuang's eyes narrowed slightly, his gaze was Ling Ran, and he was full of horsepower, directly raising the speed to 385 pulses! This is the critical point, no matter how high it is, there will be a danger of floating.

"Hmph, Qin Ming, even if you are riveting, you can only reach 380 veins, but I am a full 5 veins higher than your car! The final winner must be me! Although some of them are not martial, they can't take care of so much!" Zhao Shuang looked at Ling Ran.

Zhao Shuang kept pulling into Qin Ming's distance, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he was about to hit the steering wheel to overtake.

The corners of Qin Ming's mouth rose slightly, and through the rearview mirror, he judged the direction in which Zhao Shuang hit the steering wheel, and at the same time hit the steering wheel in the same direction, making the red sports car driven by Zhao Shuang something else, and there was no way to overtake at all!

"This ......"

Zhao Shuang's face was ugly, Qin Ming's guy was too damaged, but he didn't foul...... It's all too common in motor racing, it's just a normal car.

Zhao Shuang couldn't help but turn on the walkie-talkie and shouted, "Qin Ming, do you dare to have a real battle! Even if you win like this, you won't be able to win!"

Zhao Shuang shouted unhappily on the walkie-talkie next to Qin Ming, and the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, "I don't seem to have committed a foul, right?!, but since you want a real competition, then I will fulfill you!"

Qin Ming said that he directly hit the steering wheel in the opposite direction with Zhao Shuang and gave way to the lane.

"Huh?"

Zhao Shuang admired Qin Ming a little more, she didn't expect much, after all, she didn't foul either, if Qin Ming kept getting out of the car, her chances of winning were extremely low.

Zhao Shuang overtook Qin Ming with one foot of the throttle!

Qin Ming's eyes narrowed slightly, and he followed closely behind.

Zhao Shuang and Qin Ming came to the second S-shaped corner, and the two drifted almost at the same time, quickly crossing the S-curve and returning to the straight line again.

Zhao Shuang frowned, concentrated, and his eyes were extremely serious, as long as she was doubly careful that Qin Ming overtook on the straight line, she would basically be the winner!

Zhao Shuang still thinks that Qin Ming is better at straight road conditions, and if the drift card is good in the corner, the other party has no chance to overtake at all!

Qin Ming kept his horsepower at full speed, following closely behind the red sports body, looking for opportunities......

Now is the time! With a 90-degree right-angled corner ahead, the perfect opportunity to overtake!

Zhao Shuang and Qin Ming came to the right-angle corner.

Zhao Shuang couldn't take his eyes off it, and manipulated the red sports car to make a small drift......

Qin Ming's eyes are like torches, clutch braking, the steering wheel is instantly killed, the gears are connected without gaps, drifting!

"This ......"

Zhao Shuang was dumbfounded, how could it be?! Qin Ming was able to make such a beautiful drift in a right-angle corner?! Even a professional racer can't easily do a right-angle drift!

Qin Ming and Zhao Shuangfei crossed the right-angle corner and returned to the straight line condition again.

Zhao Shuang once again wanted to take advantage of the speed advantage to overtake......

"Knock ......"

There is a hint of bumps in the red sports car, which is a sign of floating!

Helpless, Zhao Shuang could only lower the speed of 2 pulses per hour, and now the maximum speed is 383 pulses per hour!

Zhao Shuang barely overtook again, and there was another distance to be the fourth most tricky inverted V corner.

Zhao Shuang and Qin Ming approached the inverted V corner.

Zhao Shuang lowered the speed by 5 pulses per hour, and now the speed is only 378 pulses per hour......

The corners of Qin Ming's mouth were slightly hooked, and his speed did not decrease at all, he was still full of firepower, with a speed of 380 pulses per hour!

I saw Qin Ming, left to kill the steering wheel, stayed for half a second and then turned the steering wheel, at the same time braked the clutch, the steering wheel was erected, the time was very clever, the angle control was extremely accurate, just like overtaking along the road!

"Damn, Qin Ming, you brute!" Zhao Shuang couldn't help but burst into a foul mouth, which seemed to have no visual impact, but as long as he was a qualified racer, he could see how difficult Qin Ming's series of operations were!

Zhao Shuang gritted his teeth, so what's the matter?! As long as he passes this inverted V curve, he follows Qin Ming and takes the opportunity to overtake, and the victory still belongs to him!

Qin Ming and Zhao Shuang passed the inverted V corner and returned to the straight line condition again.

Qin Ming is still full of firepower, with a speed of 380 pulses per hour!

Zhao Shuang instantly increased his speed by 383 pulses, and he was about to overtake!

"Knock ......"

There was a slight bump in the body again, and the floating phenomenon was more serious than before, Zhao Shuang had no choice but to slow down 1 pulse, but the situation did not improve, there was still a trace of bumps, and under the force, Zhao Shuang slowed down 1 pulse again, and the body stopped bumping and stabilized.

Now the red sports car only has 381 veins per hour, which is only 1 vein higher than the yellow sports car, and it is impossible to overtake at all!

It is only guaranteed to be side by side with the yellow sports car, slightly ahead of the curve.

The last S-corner!

Neither Qin Ming nor Zhao Shuang can overtake and drift in the first position, they can only drift side by side!

The yellow sports car is in the inner ring, the red sports car is in the outer ring, and the inner ring is relatively closer than the outer ring, just 1 pulse difference from the red sports car!

Both cars come to the last two kilometers of the straight track at the same time!

"Knock ......"

The body of the red sports car shook slightly, Zhao Shuang's eyes were fierce, she couldn't care so much!

Qin Ming was in full swing, sitting in the driver's seat, hearing a trace of abnormal shaking, his brows were tightly locked, and he hurriedly turned on the walkie-talkie, "Zhao Shuang, hurry up and slow down, it's dangerous!"

"I don't!"