For a supercar that accelerates to 100 kilometers in less than three seconds, it is only a matter of a moment to disappear in the eyes of everyone, and when the smoke clears, all sports cars have disappeared in front of everyone's eyes.

It can only be watched from the big screen in front of you.

All the audience were staring, including Ding Xiaonian, and several people were also nervous, the car was professional, the track was professional, and they were worried that Shang Yang was not professional...

In the car.

Shang Yang firmly grasped the steering wheel, staring at a row of low sports cars in front of him, the dial showed that the speed had exceeded 200 kilometers per hour, but this still did not make the distance between each other closer, I have to admit that these drivers who participated in the competition today have rich experience, and the cars are all their own, and there is an almost perfect fit.

However, Shang Yang's requirements are not high, and he does not plan to get the first or second results in this race, but only hopes that at the end of the four laps, he can intersect with the target task Barreel.

In fact, he could have directly approached the official department of his country through the macro aspect, but he knew that this was the territory of the Time Society, so he had to use this seemingly clumsy method.

Enter the first corner right away!

Shang Yang became very serious, Barley belongs to the first tier, that is, two cars ahead of Shang Yang, this is the distance that fell at the start, there was no way to make up for it before, if you want to intersect with Beye after the race, then you must have an intersection on the track, and the premise of intersection on the track is that you have to be close.

So the bend is the best opportunity to get closer.

"Squeak..."

"Squeak..."

"Squeak..."

There was another sound of tires grinding on the track, and the cars in front of them were collectively drifting around the corner, and the angle at which they cornered, the arc of the drift, and the acceleration after the corner were almost identical, as if they were replicas, visually no different from the top cars shown on TV.

"Squeak"

Shang Yang used both hands, quickly turned the steering wheel at the same time, and slammed on the brakes, just to see that the car also drew an arc and cornered perfectly, but the problem that Li Shijie came over to say just now still appeared, the car that had been driving behind Shang Yang was drifting at the same time, it was already parallel to him, and it was in the advantage of the inner bend.

In other words, instead of getting closer, the distance with Barley is getting farther and farther away.

Shang Yang couldn't help frowning, he really didn't know much about these things, and he didn't know the competition between Ferrari and other sports cars and Lamborghini in the World Series, but in the corner just now, it did show that there was still a distance.

"It can't go on like this!"

I didn't consider these problems when I borrowed the car, I just said that I could get a car that could be on the table, otherwise the cheapest car to come today is a Rafa, and the domestic price is more than 20 million, if you borrow a car with millions of dollars, you may not have the opportunity to go on the track at all.

The price of this car has indeed come up, and it belongs to the middle and upper reaches of the level here, and it is difficult to describe the handling.

"Hum..."

Shang Yang secretly increased the throttle, and the dial went straight to soar at 250 kilometers per hour, this speed is probably impossible for ordinary people to feel in a lifetime in the car, Shang Yang is also the first time, but there is no way, according to the investigation of Barreille, his other hobby is: falcon... Shang Yang doesn't know anything about this kind of thing, not to mention that this kind of thing is very spiritual, if he doesn't boil it out by himself, he can't take it away at all, and even if he can borrow it, he can't control it.

The distance to the car in front is gradually getting closer.

Before closing a parking space.

The second corner is coming...

"Squeak"

"Squeak"

The cars ahead were making perfect corners, one after the other.

Shang Yang realized the angle and speed of the corner just now, and this time he deliberately wanted to get closer and strive to be more perfect than before.

"Squeak..."

Drift again, turn again.

It's just that the things encountered are the same as before, and they are surpassed by a car, and the gap in cornering performance is not transferred at all for consciousness, and it is still in the mid-range position when it starts, but now it has fallen to the middle of the back, and after another corner, it will be reduced to the last echelon...

In this way, not to mention the intersection with Brealel, there is no chance to be seen, I took an unprofessional car to race here, and the good results can be impressive, and I fell to the last position, and everyone took it for granted, but I was ridiculed.

Beads of sweat gradually appeared on Shang Yang's forehead.

The reason why he dared to race on the track was not by recklessness, no one knew that after he and Shang Tian raced on the winding mountain road in Yongcheng, he deliberately learned the technique for a period of time, the purpose was very simple, that is, to fill the lack of confidence hidden behind the self-confidence in his heart, and he didn't want to have a gap with those so-called sons.

He has the experience of being a driver for Huidong Zhou Tengyun, has theoretical knowledge and practical experience, he doesn't dare to say how good his skills are, but he can guarantee that he can not have stage fright when he gets on the track like now.

He didn't just learn to race.

He also learns piano, can play two world-famous tunes, and can also play "Fairy Tale" that captured girls of the same age

I also learned horseback riding, and I learned golf.

If you can't do everything, you can understand everything, so that you don't have nothing to talk to people.

It's just that now, there is indeed a gap in the performance of the car, and they are all professional players, and suddenly there is a feeling that they have more than enough energy but not enough power.

With five corners left in a row, and sure enough, he fell to the penultimate position!

The car in the rear is the cheapest Rafa in the entire race, and even this car has a tendency to overtake him at any time.

End of a lap.

From a long distance, they saw Ding Xiaonian giving a thumbs up on the side of the track, even if Shang Yang fell to the penultimate position, it was still beyond their expectations...

After all, Shang Yang has not personally touched a car for a long time.

Shang Yang flashed, his mind was running fast, thinking about how to intersect with Baleye, chasing, it seems that it is difficult to catch up, according to the current situation, it will only get worse and farther, if you don't chase, there is no other better way, it is equivalent to giving up this game...

"Buckled by him?"

The idea flashed through for the simple reason that, according to the roadside timer, the first car to pass on the track took five minutes and eleven seconds, about fifteen seconds ago, and Barreel was not yet in first place, that is, he was within fifteen seconds of him.

Even if he deliberately slows down, it is impossible to make the gap more than one minute, otherwise it is too deliberate, and there is no need to race, even if there is a minute difference in one lap, it will take more than five minutes for Barley to deduct his lap, that is, at least five laps, and the whole race is only four laps, and he has completed one lap.

The remaining three laps were not at all possible to meet.

"What should I do?"

When Shang Yang was thinking in his mind, the speed slowed down a little, and he saw that another car appeared on the side of the car, it was the Rafa, which was already parallel and was gradually catching up with him.

The two cars went hand in hand.

The driver was a white man, who turned his head to look at Shang Yang, smiled and raised his middle finger.

After the provocation, he began to accelerate, and the front of the car gradually overtook the front of the Shang Yang car...

chasing, unable to get rid of the fate of the penultimate one.

Not chasing, equivalent

Give up voluntarily.

What to do?

He was thinking about it as the second lap of the corner was getting closer and closer, and his feet were gradually on the brakes, because the current speed was dangerous even if it was drifting.

However, just after being put down, the car has a deceleration effect, which can be very different from the deceleration effect that should be.

"Brake failure?"

A few words popped up in Shang Yang's mind instantly, and he hurriedly continued to step on the brakes on his feet, and the speed of the car did slow down, but it was still very different, at most it could reach one-third of the previous one!

He suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, with the current speed, brake failure is no different from looking for death, although the track side is wrapped in tires, which can greatly slow down the impact, but it is inevitable to live here for a month or two.

Due to stepping too deep, the Rafa next to it has exceeded a parking space from the outer ring and is gradually leaning towards the inner circle to block in front of the car.

"Huh"

A bold idea suddenly flashed through Shang Yang's mind, since the brake effect is weakening, then use it as a brake...

Enter the corner.

"Squeak..."

Rafa's cornering performance is once again highlighted, and the front end of the car is perfectly shaken.

Just as the white man was ready to accelerate.

Shang Yang, who was more than half a car behind, entered the corner and stepped on half of the brakes, just looking at the car that was about to fail, when he only stepped on half of the brakes, he couldn't complete the drift at all, even if he turned the steering wheel, the car was still parallel and fast.

Merely.

The side is Rafa.

"Bang Dang"

The car turned sideways and hit Rafa sideways, and the nearly two-ton body slammed into it, just like Lafarden was hit uncontrollably, the body deviated off the track, and went straight to the tire on the sidelines, even though the white driver braked, it still hit.

"Bang dang..."

There was another sound, and the body suffocated a piece.

The person watching through the big screen let out an exclamation, and the impact happened from time to time, but it was all in the case of unresponsiveness, and now it seems that the car seems to be deliberate...

"What's going on?"

"Why didn't he slow down?"

Ding Xiaonian and Li Long on the sidelines questioned at the same time, and anyone could see that Shang Yang did not drift, but used Rafa to block the inertia of rushing forward.

Everyone was in doubt.

Only Shang Yang had a smile on the corner of his mouth, and looked in the rearview mirror, there was only a white man with a black dot left in the mirror, if nothing else, he was scolding...

It doesn't matter, the important thing is to know that your car is heavier than all of them, at least more than five hundred pounds...

"Buzz"

Stepping on the accelerator under his feet, he saw that the speed of the car increased again, and he was about to enter the corner, and all the cars subconsciously slowed down, but he did not, and the slight difference allowed him to overtake two cars in a row.

"Crazy!"

"Crazy!"

The drivers in the stadium, the spectators outside the stadium, saw that Shang Yang still did not slow down when he was about to enter the corner, and two words all came out, some drivers showed surprised eyes, and people outside the stadium held the back of their heads with their hands, raised their heads, and stared at them.

Shang Yang hit the steering wheel again and pushed it inward.

"Bastard!"

The rider next to him clearly stopped at the sound of rubbing, turned his head and roared angrily.

Shang Yang didn't care at all, and continued to hit the steering wheel inside, looking like what people were talking about: road rage!

"Squeak"

The car next to him had to slow down and give up the inner ring to Shang Yang, and this unwilling slowdown made him keep spitting in his mouth.