Sitting in McLaren P1, Jiang Feng's mind suddenly remembered a final poem!

As the so-called:

There are few pedestrians on Mt. Akina, and there are often riders who are high and low!

Now the mountain road is still there, and I don't see the old driver back then!

Ignition!

Pushrod!

Step on the gas!

Rumble!

With a low roar, the McLaren P1 rushed out like a cheetah.

"I'll go, this guy started so hard?"

Although the track in the club is long, it is not built according to a very professional track, after all, that thing, the investment is too big.

Generally speaking, this track is mostly for some novices to practice, so the speed of the sports cars running is not particularly fast.

Like Jiang Feng, who is racing at a speed of more than 100 in more than three seconds, generally speaking, he is either a master or a novice!

"Brother Zhao, is this the master you found?"

On the side, a young man looked at McLaren who ran out and couldn't help but ask.

Zhao Jinfan replied calmly: "Let's watch first!"

Airplanes!

Jiang Feng is in the car, the more he drives, the smoother he goes, and in the state of high-speed driving, it is indeed easy to increase people's adrenaline hormones, and his whole body is active.

For Jiang Feng, this feeling of extreme speed was as comfortable as his hearty fight.

The problem now is the latter, which is almost unlikely.

In the lane, there were still a few cars running, showing off to each other through the conversation with the microphone inside.

However, just as they were showing off to each other, a yellow light had already passed through their bodies in an instant.

"it!"

As Jiang Feng finished the first lap, several cars that were originally playing on it drove out of the runway one after another.

Because just now, Jiang Feng drove the car against them several times, giving them a cold sweat.

"Hold the grass, where did this grandson come from, don't die?"

", it's you guys who are too wasteful, look closely!"

"That's special, it's 200 faster!"

On the glass wall, several young people who were originally condescending were also dumbfounded at this moment.

The yellow McLaren below is like a yellow lightning bolt at the moment, constantly flying on the runway.

Especially when cornering, the yellow lightning is like a fairy, dexterously drifting, flicking, accelerating, all in one go!

"Doesn't he slow down when cornering?"

This question was on the minds of many of those present.

At this time, Jiang Feng was in a wonderful state.

If you want to talk about how high the driving skills are, Jiang Feng thinks it's nonsense, because he hasn't practiced racing cars specifically.

But after running, in the roar of the waves, Jiang Feng slowly entered that strange state.

To be honest, Jiang Feng had only tried it occasionally before, and he hadn't really fought or done anything else in this state.

But this time, in this state, he sensed that his heart was pounding.

The blood in his body was flowing rapidly, and he could clearly feel that his blood flow was faster than he could have imagined.

At the same time, he felt that his control of the car seemed to be completely integrated.

He can feel the wind in the car and will make the right maneuver when cutting into the corner.

Lap after lap, Jiang Feng's speed was constantly improving, strictly speaking, at this moment, his speed had broken through 200, and was even soaring towards the 300 mark.

Fortunately, the other cars in the lane had already run down, and now he was the only one in the lane.

Around the racetrack, more and more members have gathered around at this moment, and this miraculous sign has long been passed on by word of mouth, attracting a group of people outside.

Next to the driveway, Zhao Jinfan's face was solemn, and his heart was heavy as if he had pressed a mountain.

The car was so fast that his eyes couldn't catch up.

And at such a speed, the body is too light, and the slightest mistake is the price of the car crash.

The car was wrecked and nothing!

But once a man dies, he is in great trouble!

At this moment, Zhao Jinfan regretted a little, perhaps, he shouldn't have taken Jiang Feng to the car.

This guy is crazy to play.

At this moment, on the runway, the yellow lightning continued until it ran for about half an hour, and then the speed of the car slowly slowed down, and then slowly stopped beside Zhao Jinfan.

Then, the car door opened, and Jiang Feng stepped out of the car with some embarrassment.

"Brother Jinzi, I'm sorry, the tires are scrapped for you!"

The reason why Jiang Feng stopped was because he had already felt that the tires could not last long in this state of extreme speed, so he stopped.

Otherwise, in fact, he still wants to continue "cultivating" for a while!

Yes, he felt that this kind of driving, for him, was like cultivation!

Next to Zhao Jinfan, a group of people heard Jiang Feng's words and looked at the four wheels, and sure enough, at this moment, McLaren's tires were no longer worn out.

Zhao Jinfan can still take care of the tires at this time, Nima, Jiang Feng has come down, he has already made up his mind in his heart, and he will not fool Jiang Feng to drag racing no matter how special he is.

"Brother, don't talk yet, my heart will slow down first!"

Zhao Jinfan waved his hand at this time and said with palpitations.

"Car God!"

In the crowd, I don't know who suddenly shouted, and then the others clamored.

These people who like to play with cars may be very good at the level, but they still have eyesight, and they all see Jiang Feng's driving skills.

On this kind of track, the tires of the McLaren P1 can be scrapped, and it is conceivable that the speed of the square is close to the limit speed.

"Brother Zhao, introduce the car god to us!"

"Yes, Brother Zhao, please know!"

There were even bold girls who came directly in front of Jiang Feng.

"Brother, do you lack a girlfriend?

"Okay, don't make trouble for now, wait for me to bring Lin Shao into the club first, and then the brothers will take it slowly!"

Zhao Jinfan made a decision at this time, left the runway with Jiang Feng, and walked towards the main building.

"Lao Zhao is here!"

On the glass wall, the young man in a suit who stood there first looked at Zhao Jinfan and Jiang Feng walking towards this side, and smiled: "Let's go, go down and get to know this godman!"

"Brother, the members here are divided into several levels, there are entry-level models, and those who come in can only apply for the lowest level of membership!"

"High-level members not only have to apply, but also have enough financial resources and status, but with your status, I think it's not too much to give the highest level!"

Then, Zhao Jinfan said to the beautiful girl at the front desk: "Who is there today?"

"Brother Zhao, Mr. Chen is here today!"

"Call him and say I'm coming!"

"Lao Zhao, do you still need to call? I'm all down!"

At this moment, a young man in a suit walked next to him, who was the same young man who was behind the glass wall before.

"That's right, Lao Chen, I remember that I still have a recommendation authority, right, just give me this brother, I want to recommend him to become the eleventh, black gold member!"

Zhao Jinfan's words made everyone present except Jiang Feng suddenly change color!