The black-red uncrowned king rushed out of the cave and sped towards them, and their speed was not slow on this road. They were the only ones who overtook other people's cars on the way, and they hadn't seen anyone else driving towards them.

Young people, this speed is normal.

But at this time, the speed they were proud of was like a snail crawling in front of the black and red car shadow. If you really want to talk about speed by being young, how young is this special other party??

Kindergarten??

In the middle of this, the black-red uncrowned king had already come behind them, and in front of them was a right-hand turn, and this curve had no guardrails!

Outside the road is a cliff, more than ten meters high, and it is very likely that you will leave this world if you fall down.

"Be careful!" a white young man noticed the problem.

They are two or three side by side, which is not a problem, because they are all cars that surpass others, but once others want to go towards them, they will find that the motorcycles driving side by side block the whole road, and there is no place to overtake.

And the black and red sports car behind him that was approaching fiercely, the uncrowned king didn't seem to want to slow down, it was still rushing.

That's a problem!

Seeing that the black and red sports car was getting closer and closer, the white youths were anxious, and wanted to adjust a position so that it could overtake, but as for the idea of accelerating so that the other party could not overtake, they did not think about it at all.

This is simply impossible, the speed of the other party is simply beyond their reach, let alone driving themselves, even if they sit in a car at that speed, they may be frightened.

It's too late!!

The five white youths adjusted their positions, but it all came so suddenly, and before they could vacate their places, the sports car arrived at great speed!

It's going to crash.

The five young men had this thought in their minds at the same time, and they couldn't help but curse the driver of the sports car, the silver-haired woman, why did he do this, why did he rush at them with this speeding speed, with a deadly posture.

Could it be because of their whistling?

As the five youths prayed to God to keep them from a serious car accident, the galloping black-red uncrowned king tilted his head slightly towards the right side of the road.

There is no railing on the right side of the road, and below is the cliff, and the waves below the cliff are constantly lapping against the cliff wall, bringing the sound of the waves breaking.

It's like a black and red sports car about to break off the road and head out to sea.

Let the few drivers who saw it from a distance behind them not believe their eyes, is this looking for death?

This can't be if you want to jump into the sea to swim, it's really doubtful whether you can survive if you fall like this.

Unlike those spectators with wide-eyed eyes and wide-open mouths, the driver sitting on the black-and-red uncrowned king, the silver-haired woman's eyes were cold and unwavering, and the face inside the helmet was extremely calm, as if it was not her who drove the sports car into the sea.

It was as if she was just driving at a low speed of a few dozen miles on a sunset boulevard.

At the moment when half of the front wheels of the black-and-red sports car left the road, the woman moved, pushed the front of the car, and pushed the tires in one go, and the black-and-red uncrowned king tilted down, and the front and rear wheels drove against the edge of the road, just a little bit away, the two tires would leave the road, and the whole car would fall off the cliff.

Whether it was the driver watching from a distance behind him, or the white youths who were just beside him, their eyes widened, as if they couldn't believe what was happening in front of them.

The black-and-red Uncrowned King sports car drove on the edge of the road at an inclineable angle.

In other words, both of its tires are still on the road, but the entire body is almost completely tilted to the right side of the road, that is, it is flying above the cliff, and the cliff is below.

This is an uncrowned king on the brink of death.

It made the white young people feel like they were going to stop breathing, but it was only an instant, and in the next second, the black-red uncrowned king had already overtaken them, turned this right turn, turned the body back from that unbelievable tilt angle, and continued to drive forward at a rapid pace, and the woman sitting on the black-red uncrowned king did not look back at them at all.

The five young men who were frightened all pressed the brakes and stopped crookedly, and one buddy braked too hard and fell to the ground, but fortunately, the speed had slowed down and did not cause any injuries.

The five young men who stopped were dumbfounded as they watched the black-red uncrowned king speeding in front of them, and could only watch its taillights get farther and farther away from them, disappearing from their sight in the blink of an eye in the bend ahead.

The five people looked at each other, what did they see with their own eyes?

What kind of human beings would behave like this?

Are you extremely confident in your skills, or are you not afraid of death?

Wouldn't it be a confidence in their own skills to be suspicious of their group, and if they shook in a panic and filled all those few seats, wouldn't the uncrowned king fall off a cliff?

No matter how much this group of young people think, they can't guess what each other thinks.

All they knew was that they wouldn't forget the uncrowned king who was close to death and dreamy.

The black-and-red sports car, which had more than five people, continued to speed forward, passing through one half-cave after another, passing through one small town after another, the picturesque scenery constantly imprinted through the goggles in the helmet, but the eyes in the goggles remained indifferent.

Facing the Mediterranean Sea, backed by the steep Mount Picentini and nestled among lemon groves and reefs, the beautiful Amalfi is like a shining pearl that sparkles in the embrace of the bay.

Even this beautiful scenery did not make the woman's eyes change, the face in the helmet was a little pale, and there was no blood on the lips, only the eyes looked powerful.

This woman is none other than Jiang Xian.

Since Chen Xing's funeral ended, she has left China on a plane abroad, and she has not returned to China until now, she has gone to many tracks known as the death zone, where she is running at top speed.

She didn't know if she had met Chen Xing before, and she might have died on those tracks.

And now she survived.

If Chen Xing was still alive and could drive a sports car on this road, he would definitely be very happy, he loved to look at the world, whether it was good or bad.

Unlike her, she doesn't like this world, especially when Chen Xing is gone.