Chapter 211: The Storm Rises Again
Looking at such a man in a jacket, Shen Yuhan's worried mood just now disappeared suddenly.
She slapped the man in the jacket angrily, "What time is it, aren't you worried about not winning the first place at all?"
"Why, I'm a god-level racer, it's all trivial to me!"
"Yuhan, you have to believe me. ”
The man in the jacket began to play treasure again.
Shen Yuhan responded to him helplessly, turned around and walked towards the lounge.
"Let's go to the lounge too, how long will it take to start playing?"
"Hmm... I'll see, oh there's still two hours, are we going to get some more food?"
The man in the jacket looked at the time of the game, wrinkled his nose, and asked Shen Yuhan.
"Still eating? I can't eat anymore, so let's go to the lounge and rest. ”
The man in the jacket could only obediently follow Shen Yuhan into the lounge.
Two hours passed in the blink of an eye, and ten minutes before the race, the staff came in and told them that the track was on a nearby track, and now take them there.
On the way to the arena, Shen Yuhan began to be a little nervous, and she pulled the sleeve of the jacket man.
"Don't be too nervous, it's okay if we don't win first place, I'm full. ”
The man in the jacket was amused by Shen Yuhan's appearance, and he patted Shen Yuhan's arm comfortingly and said, "Don't worry, I will definitely win the first place!"
"But the car may be fast later, you shouldn't be afraid, right?"
Shen Yuhan shook his head, "I don't know, I haven't raced, but I'll try to control myself." ”
"You dare to race before you have never been in a racing car, don't be scared to pee your pants later!"
Because the people in the lounge go to the arena together, everyone is together.
The red-haired woman and the muscular man walked behind Shen Yuhan and them, and they had been listening to their conversation just now.
Now when she heard Shen Yuhan's words, she couldn't help but laugh loudly, in her opinion, Shen Yuhan and the man in the jacket are both obedient and timid people, how can they race cars.
Racing cars are for the brave who are not afraid of death.
The man in the jacket rolled his eyes at her, "You're arrogant now, I'll wait for me to take the first place to see what you have to be arrogant." Hmph, Obasan!"
After speaking, he pulled Shen Yuhan and walked quickly to the entrance of the track.
The staff came over to hand Shen Yuhan the armor and explained the precautions, the track has a total of 32 laps, which is equivalent to requiring them to run 32 laps.
Regardless of any accident during the racing process, it is equivalent to sitting in the car is equivalent to signing a life and death certificate.
And racers can't stop and quit halfway.
Those who stop without permission will be compensated with a high amount of money for violations.
Shen Yuhan listened to the staff's words, her face turned pale, she didn't expect that there were still these rules in the racing car, does that mean that the racing car is very dangerous?
Her grip on her seat belt clenched slightly.
Since the man in the jacket got into the racing car, his whole temperament has changed.
It became very quiet, and his eyes became very sharp, like an unsheathed sword, with a sharp edge.
Shen Yuhan felt a little strange looking at the man in the jacket now, although he had only known him for a long time.
But the man in the jacket has always felt like a self-cooked big boy, heartless.
Now he looks like a different person.
After a few minutes, everyone was ready and the game officially began.
The young lady who started the car stood in the middle of the track, whistling in her mouth.
With a whistle, the moment the flag fell, all the cars sped out like lightning.
Shen Yuhan and their car were far ahead, followed by the car of the red-haired woman and the muscular man.
The redhead whistles at them at the window in an attempt to provoke them.
But Shen Yuhan didn't know anything anymore, she only felt that her scalp was numb.
Her eyes were tightly closed, and her hands were clutching on her seat belt, lest she be thrown out.
The hair on her head kept slapping her face, but she didn't have time to care.
As the men in the jacket skillfully drifted and accelerated one by one, the cars next to them gradually became few.
Only the red-haired woman and the other car clinged to them, not giving an inch.
The man in the jacket stared at the rapidly crossing track in front of him, and the movements of his hands were methodical.
Unconsciously, his calm temperament was contagious to Shen Yuhan.
Shen Yuhan slowly opened his eyes, feeling the scenery that quickly retreated, and the sound of the wind whistling in his ears.
She actually understood what the man in the jacket had told her before, that she could forget any troubles as long as she galloped on the track.
The feeling of excitement and danger fascinated her, and the troubled things were left behind at once.
I just want to enjoy the speed and passion of the moment.
She closed her eyes and felt the wind lap on her face, but this time she wasn't scared at all.
She looked at the man in the jacket beside her, who was turning the steering wheel intently, and the expression on his face was a little cold.
Everything around him was inaudible and invisible, the cheers for him, the metal sound of the car colliding, all reduced to nothingness.
It's like entering a battlefield that belongs only to himself, where he is a general who charges into battle, and he is a man who can not be opened!
And the steering wheel is his weapon, and he relies on this courage to kill the enemy.
Finally, after 18 laps, at a corner, Shen Yuhan suddenly felt that their car made a violent collision sound.
And Shen Yuhan was also knocked to the side.
She hurriedly looked at the rear mirror, and it turned out to be the red-haired girl who had been following them closely.
The muscular man saw that he couldn't surpass the jacket man, so he could only follow them closely, and he was about to be thrown away a long distance at the next corner, and he was anxious and angry in his heart.
So the evil was born to the side of the guts, thinking that he would simply knock over Shen Yuhan and their car, so that he must be the first.
The car that was a little behind slammed into the car in front of it again, trying to knock it away as it had just done.
But this time, it was nimbly dodged by the car in front of it.
The man in the jacket looked at the distorted face of the muscular man in the rearview mirror, revealing a mocking expression.
Turning the steering wheel suddenly and quickly, Shen Yuhan was unprepared for a while, and his body was crooked again.
"Grab the handrail of the doorknob, I'm going to speed up. The man in the jacket suddenly said to Shen Yuhan.
Shen Yuhan immediately grabbed the handrail with both hands after hearing this.
Sure enough, the man in the jacket suddenly stepped on the accelerator to the bottom, and the already leading car quickly disappeared in front of the muscular man's eyes like a meteor.
The muscular man scolded, slapped the steering wheel violently, and pressed the accelerator to the end to chase after him.
Watching the scenery around me recede rapidly, the wind blew so much that I couldn't open my eyes.
Shen Yuhan simply closed her eyes, and she silently cheered up the jacket man in her heart.
She believes that the jacket man will definitely win the first place!