"Whoosh!"

"Whoosh!"

"Whoosh!"

Eight supercars are like eight sharp arrows, and they can turn sharp arrows, the car has been driven, but because of the extreme speed, the tail lights have formed a residual optical illusion in the air, and as the vehicle continues to rush forward, pull out a series of cool lights and shadows.

Racing can be said to be one of the most bloody sports, the endless sound like a sonic boom, and the hazy street shadow that can no longer be seen clearly, makes Si Qianting's mind gradually heat up, and the blood all over her body is burning violently with the roaring engine sound.

The environment changes a person.

Even, she had forgotten that she sat up to see someone make a fool of herself, and when she saw Zhuang He's supercar outside the car window, it seemed to be ghostly from time to time, her face was flushed, and she urged anxiously and excitedly: "Hurry up! Zhuang He's bastard is going to catch up again!"

Kowloon Bay is already in sight, which means that the race is already halfway through, and the first and second groups have already turned to Kowloon Bay and have begun the second half of the competition.

At this time, Li Futu even had the energy to turn his head and look out the window.

Zhuang He is indeed not an embroidered pillow, at least in the sport of racing, he has a good ability, and he is still neck and neck with him, galloping, the two cars do not give way to each other, and you can even clearly see the expressions on each other's faces.

Zhuang He's faces are still gloomy and gloomy, but the arrogance and relaxation at the beginning of the event have completely disappeared, in the script he expected, Li Futu should have been thrown away by him early, and he only smelled his car exhaust throughout the whole process, but seeing that the race was almost halfway through, he still couldn't distance himself from Li Futu, which made him can't help but start to feel impetuous.

I ate a big ugly thing the night before, if I can't step on Li Futu in my most proud comprehension this time, then his reputation in Hong Kong City in the future will probably plummet.

We must not lose this battle!

Clenching the steering wheel with both hands, Zhuang He's gaze gradually tended to go crazy.

At this half-point, they will go through a series of curves before starting their assault on Wan Chai Pier, which starts and ends at the end.

Continuous corners, especially at such a high speed, the slightest carelessness may be the end of flying off the runway and the car overturning.

Even the leading group, when passing here, invariably slowed down, but Zhuang He did not.

Staring at the fatal bend ahead, he put his foot on the gas pedal without any relaxation.

The paranoia of victory has already made him start to gamble!

"What is the crane doing? Why doesn't he slow down?"

Wan Chai Pier, not only a few friends of Zhuang He, but everyone discovered Zhuang He's madness.

"Zhuang He is still too impatient. ”

Lin Jianye shook his head secretly.

Those who become big things are not informal, just like Xu Shiheng, even if he is 'split' by Si Qianting, he has nothing to do, and it is not a shame to bear the burden of humiliation for the time being.

"Look, Li Futu didn't slow down either!"

Holya exclaimed.

In the face of the extremely dangerous continuous corners, both Li Futu and Zhuang He seemed to be starting to get a little up, as if they were a little nervous, and in only a few tenths of a second of thinking time, they made the same choice, and rushed into the corners with a posture that shocked the spectators on the dock in Wan Chai and was full of adrenaline.

Brotherhood, brakes, throttle, gears...... The grey McLaren took the lead on the inside, and a textbook drift stuck Zhuang He, who wanted to overtake.

"Get out of here!"

Zhuang He's still handsome face was covered with hideousness, and the direction suddenly swung to the left!

"Bang!"

Two cars collided directly!

It's a crash at high speed, and it's easy for the car to lose its balance.

As the sparks blew up, both cars shook violently.

"Ahh

Si Qianting screamed uncontrollably, and hurriedly grabbed the safety handle.

"Zhuang He is crazy?"

Wan Chai Pier is also full of exclamations.

Holya stared at the broadcast screen, her face changing slightly.

"He's murdering!"

On the screen, the two cars can be said to be really intimate, the bodies are close to each other, and the sparks from the friction continue to burst out.

Li Futu's eyes narrowed slightly, and he used force under his feet to accelerate again!

"Buzz!"

With a screeching scrape, McLaren, who was already on the verge of being squeezed off the track, sprang out of the way, and disappeared into a sharp bend ahead of him with an almost uncanny swing of his tail.

Zhuang He's sneer froze, and he didn't care about the abuse, and hurriedly controlled the body that began to get out of control because of McLaren's detachment, but at this time, a local racer in Hong Kong City had already rushed up.

Even if he had seen the crooked car in front of him, the narrow curves did not allow him to react at all.

"Boom!"

This time the impact was louder.

The two cars deformed to varying degrees and completely lost control, starting to drift around the corner, with several more collisions occurring in between.

Zhuang He's face changed greatly, because of the violent impact, the whole person bounced forward, but was dragged back by the safety belt, although the person did not appear too damaged, but the mind was still very dizzy.

But he was a veteran race car driver, biting his tongue hard to stimulate himself to stay awake with pain, clenching the steering wheel with both hands, and pressing on the brakes, trying to control the car, but it was obviously too late.

"Bang Bang ......"

With the continuous follow-up collisions, he was directly squeezed out of the track, hit the stone pier, and the whole car instantly flew out diagonally, like the acrobatics of a flying car, flying a distance of more than 20 meters, before landing, the body trembled violently, and finally rolled over, and rubbed forward and the ground for a distance.

Sparks and lightning along the way.

The scene is very cool and gorgeous.

By the time it finally stopped, the supercar was devastated, with its wheels turned upwards and its tires still turning.

The only thing to be thankful for is that it didn't explode on the spot.

Wan Chai Pier suddenly became a little silent.

A low-flying helicopter relayed the scene of the crash in its entirety.

Although I can't see Zhuang He, I don't know what the injury is, but I definitely won't feel good if I think about it.

The other car that collided with him seemed to be better than him and didn't fly off the track, but because of this, he managed to intercept the two cars behind him, and the successive crashes were dizzying to watch, and also made these racing fans understand the dangerous side of drag racing.

"Zhuang He really made a big mistake this time. ”

Staring at the four-wheeled supercar, Holya smiled and made no secret of her schadenfreude.

Lin Jianye also smiled, and even he was a little regretful, if he could explode on the spot, the scene would probably be even more exciting.

The broadcast footage paused for a moment on several cars that were already doomed, and then began to switch.

The game continues.

(End of chapter)