Chapter Eighty-Nine: Death Curve
Before some people could react, the car disappeared, and they had a vague feeling that this game would be a needle-to-needle match, and the man named Gong Changqing had been hiding all along.
"But it's too late to show the strength now, and the two cars have already pulled a lot of distance. Someone sighed and turned his gaze to the big screen, where every track on the mountain was being monitored.
On the screen, because of the time wasted before, Han Xing was a lot ahead, and the maximum speed of the car was slightly better than the modified Lamborghini, and the two cars were in front of each other at the moment, which was a bit of a stalemate.
Most people are still optimistic about Han Xing, but Wang Ming shook his head on the side, he is a lover of racing cars and has a unique vision, and the result of this game has taken shape in his heart.
"Ferrari has won this competition!"
Everyone looked at him in amazement, thinking they had misheard.
Wang Ming smiled, pointed to the big screen, and then said: "I don't know if you have found out, so far, they have only passed two corners, but in these two corners, Ferrari's speed has not decreased in the slightest, but at the fastest speed in a straight line, that is to say, the corners are not a trace of obstacles in front of Ferrari, and the distance behind is mainly corners, who do you say can win?"
A word to wake up the dreamers, they only cared about the distance between the two, and ignored the speed of the corner, although the two corners of the curve fluctuations were very small, but Han Xing still reduced a lot of speed, and the speed reduction also means that after the corner, you have to brake again, which will consume a lot of time.
"Look at it, the first steep bend in the West Ridge. At this time, a person suddenly shouted at the screen, interrupting everyone's thoughts, and countless eyes gathered on the screen, Xishan Ridge is the name of this mountain range.
"Han Xing has a significant slowdown, after all, this is a 30-degree steep bend, if he accidentally rolls over on his side, it must be nine deaths. A person couldn't help but speak, and on the screen, Han Xing was the first to appear in front of the steep bend.
At this time, a hint of anxiety appeared on Han Xing's face, and the pride just now disappeared, because the car behind him was somehow fast and kept shortening the distance between the two.
Faced with this corner, he didn't want to slow down too much.
But the navigator reminded him: "Han Xing, you have to reduce to a certain speed, if the speed is too fast, the wheels and the steering wheel will not have time to synchronize, and it is easy to roll over." ”
Han Xing gritted his teeth, and finally listened to the navigator's words and continued to reduce his speed to pass this corner safely.
Immediately after, not far from the corner, a red car shadow appeared.
In the car, Li Fei'er didn't seem to have recovered from the speed just now, and her little face was a little blank.
The red shadow was speeding through the forest, and soon came to the front of the steep bend, Li Fei'er was sober at this time, at this moment she seemed to see something frightened, pointed ahead, and hurriedly reminded the latter: "Changqing, slow down, it's a steep bend, a steep bend!"
"Don't forget what I said about taking you through what it means to be fast and furious. Gong Changqing ignored the girl's words, the throttle did not relax in the slightest, and the steep bend got closer and closer.
At the moment of turning into a steep bend, Gong Changqing's black eyes danced like a flame.
He moved quickly in his hands, turning the steering wheel, shifting gears, handbrake, full to the right, moving the direction, and then cooperating with the action under his feet, the clutch continued to be retracted, the brake was indirectly lightly stepped on, and then a foot of the accelerator went down, the car went out of the corner smoothly, the whole action was done in one go, and the corner at the moment had a tire trace, which was the residue of drift.
At this moment, in front of the big screen in Xishanling, people looked at the marks on the ground in a daze, but their hearts were full of monstrous waves, and after falling into a short silence, everyone boiled.
After a steep bend of 30 degrees, a red car, in a state of rapid speed, staged an earth-shattering drift.
"More than 200 miles at a speed of cornering, this is crazy!"
"What happened in an instant just now, a red lightning bolt, leaving a trace in the bend?"
"That person turned out to be the real master. ”
By this time, no one cared about Han Xing's win or loss, and after this corner, everyone knew that Han Xing had lost, but they only had that red lightning bolt in their heads.
There is no shortage of racing enthusiasts here, and Gong Changqing's entry into the corner completely conquered them, and they are glad to be able to see such a wonderful performance.
At this time, the two girls in the car were shocked, and at that moment just now, they seemed to have walked through the ghost gate, and their consciousness was still at that corner.
For a long time, Li Fei'er looked at him faintly, pouted, and complained: "Changqing, you are so powerful, why are you procrastinating in front?"
"The car brakes requires constant heat, which is only accumulating heat before, and that's the most superficial reason for that. ”
"Then what is the deeper reason, to make the car go faster?" asked Li Fei'er curiously.
"Of course not," Gong Changqing shook his head, with a wicked smile on his face, "Let Han Xing lead a long distance first, and then overtake him, this kind of gap in the heart seems to be a good blow to people." ”
"Hehe!" Li Fei'er covered her small mouth and glanced at him with disgust, two shallow dimples appeared at the corners of her mouth.
At this time, on the Lamborghini, Han Xing's face was gloomy, and his hands were tightly grasping the steering wheel, because of the excessive force, his fingers were white.
"Why, why is he getting closer?" Han Xing roared loudly, his eyes full of unwillingness.
"The guy didn't slow down at all when he turned, he used extreme drifting to get through the corner, and that kind of trick I had never seen before. The navigator looked at the computer in his hand, which kept repeating the video of the red Ferrari going through the steep corner, and I have to say, the latter took his breath away.
"Isn't it just drifting, I can too!" Han Xing always refused to admit that person was better than him, in front of his eyes, a curve appeared, Han Xing's eyes flashed a touch of madness, and the speed of the car did not show half a sign of weakening.
"Han Xing, slow down, this speed is undoubtedly looking for death when passing through the corner!" the navigator hurriedly reminded him, but the latter had fallen into a state of madness and did not listen to the navigator's words.
"He can, so can I!"
The moment he turned into the corner, the speed of the body was extremely fast, Han Xing held the steering wheel tightly, slammed it to the right, and then began to manipulate other instruments in the car with both hands, but soon, he found that he could not control this extremely fast car at all, and this short moment of drift required a lot of operations to complete.
Obviously, Han Xing does not have such ability. Due to the huge inertia of the car, coupled with the rapid speed, Lamborghini began to lose control a little and hit the fence, the edge of the fence is a slope hundreds of meters high, once the car falls, it must be a car crash.
Han Xing tried to save all this, but he couldn't do anything, seeing that he was getting closer and closer to the barrier, at this critical moment, he could only finally step on the brakes and completely reduce his speed.
"Huh-" The sound of tires rubbing against the ground sounded, and a scorched mark suddenly appeared on the ground, fortunately, Han Xing's modified Lamborghini brake performance is particularly good, although the rear of the car still hit the barrier, but it can avoid the crisis of falling into a steep slope.
"Whew!" Han Xing let out a sigh, his forehead was covered with dense cold sweat, and the hand holding the steering wheel was also a little trembling, just now for him, it was a complete escape from death.
Just when his car started again, a red lightning bolt suddenly appeared in the rearview mirror, and Han Xing's pupils suddenly shrank, "It's him!"
In the rearview mirror, the red Ferrari does not lose a single point, and in this corner, it is like drifting in the air, the action is crisp and beautiful, and the corner is perfect.
Seeing this, Han Xing had to admit that the gap between himself and that person was like a chasm.
"Han Xing, my aunt and grandmother are waiting for you at the finish line!" Li Feier looked at the Lamborghini who was caught up, and did not forget to make a grimace at the people in the car.
"Is this the difference in strength?" Han Xing muttered to himself, the red lightning disappeared from his sight in an instant, and the corners of Han Xing's mouth flashed with bitterness.
In front of the big screen in Xishanling, when Gong Changqing surpassed Han Xing, they didn't feel a trace of surprise, but it was the turning action that caused the crowd to exclaim.
"Next, there is the famous death bend in the West Mountain Ridge, thirty-six consecutive bends, I don't know what surprises that person will bring us. An older driver looked at the red figure on the screen with a hint of anticipation.
The red lightning turned into a streamer in the forest, disappearing one ramp after another, startling a wave of birds and beasts at the same time.
After driving a distance, Li Fei'er no longer cared whether Han Xing would surpass her, her beautiful eyes flashed with a smile, glanced ahead, and reminded: "Changqing, there are thirty-six consecutive bends in front, and someone here has counted that the fastest speed through these thirty-six bends is half an hour." ”
"Half an hour?" Gong Changqing touched his chin and chuckled, his black eyes flashed, and the expression on his face gradually became serious.
"Changqing, you don't want to ......" Li Fei'er seemed to notice the subtle changes in the latter, a small cherry mouth was open and round, and her beautiful eyes were full of disbelief.
Gong Changqing smiled heartily, turned his head slightly and said to the two girls behind him: "Sit tight!" Then he looked ahead again, his eyes narrowed slightly, "Since it's rare to run, it's not bad to break a record." ”
Thirty-six consecutive bends are worthy of the death bends of the West Mountain Range, the bends are one after another, the shape is more and more tortuous, none of which is lower than 40 degrees, as long as people are a little careless, they will take people into this abyss.
Nine songs are broken, and the danger is still alive, not only how many people died here.
As a red lightning bolt broke into this forbidden land, Gong Changqing officially stepped into this death curve.
His hands were running at great speed, and his feet did not stop at all, constantly running the various instruments in the car, and the car was already running to the extreme, the tip of his nose was sweating, and his eyes were extremely focused.