Ye Feng looked over and saw a woman with rich smoky makeup on her face and her hair coiled talking to him.

"Are you talking to me?" Ye Feng said jokingly.

"It's not you, are you talking to a ghost!" the woman frowned and snorted impatiently.

"How do you compare?" Ye Feng showed a hint of ridicule.

"Jiulong Mountain knows, where is the end, how about we get to Jiulong Mountain before anyone?" the woman said coldly.

"Okay, then come on. ”

Ye Feng directly agreed, how boring it is to drive alone, and racing is exciting enough.

Racing was one of his hobbies, before coming to Shimizu City. He has participated in many underground racing competitions, and he doesn't know how many championships he has won, and he has been crowned with the title of 'King of Yama' in the racing world, which shows his status in this circle.

Although it's not difficult to compete with a little girl, at least you can have a good time, right?

Boom Boom!

The Maserati next to it let out a deafening roar and rushed out like lightning.

Ye Feng didn't catch up, the traffic on this highway is crowded, no matter how fast you drive, you can only reduce the number of obstacles that you can't rush over.

Ye Feng lit a cigarette unhurriedly, and his expression was leisurely and lazy.

Even though Ye Feng's speed was not fast, he still caught up with the Maserati who was waiting for the traffic light.

Seeing Ye Feng chasing after her, the girl couldn't help but say indignantly in her eyes: "Don't be complacent, the good show is still to come!"

Ye Feng threw away the cigarette butt, and his demeanor still did not change.

Just when it suddenly turned into a red light, the two stepped on the accelerator at the same time, and the two cars shot out like arrows.

The two engines roared like a beast's roar, and they drove out at about the same time.

But on this kind of wide road, the girl's Maserati engine performed better, so it accelerated quickly, and soon left Ye Feng behind.

Ye Feng is not in a hurry. The real confrontation is not here.

Ye Feng had never been to Jiulong Mountain, but he opened the navigation and checked the map, and the map showed that Jiulong Mountain was in the suburbs, and there was only a narrow road to Jiulong Mountain, that is, that road was the real track.

Soon, the two cars left the city one after the other and came to the suburban road.

On this highway, traffic becomes extremely sparse.

The girl's Maserati swayed ahead, and without obstacles, he was fast, at least more than 200 miles.

Also at this time, Ye Feng's lazy expression changed subtly at this time, and in the depths of his eyes, a sharp light flashed.

Boom Boom!

He stepped on the accelerator all the way, and when the revs turned to 3000RM, he stepped on the clutch again, and the car quickly picked up speed.

The red needle that showed the speed of the car quickly slid to the right, and in a blink of an eye it was more than 250 miles, and there was no sign of stopping.

Soon, it was close to the speed of 300 miles.

Relative to this car, this is already his peak speed.

The engine's power is at its best, and the engine roars the loudest.

The whole Porsche is like a phantom on the ground, as if it has broken through the speed of sound. Hurried forward.

In front, the girl sitting in Maserati noticed that the Porsche behind her was about to catch up, and she also showed a trace of ruthlessness, and stepped on the accelerator to the end, and the speed was also wild. In the blink of an eye, it is almost 300 miles.

Compared with Ye Feng's stability, this girl's technique is slightly inferior, although her speed is very fast, but the body becomes unstable at this time, and there is a slight trembling.

She looked anxious. knew that if it continued like this, sooner or later it would be surpassed by Ye Feng.

Suddenly, there was a sharp turn in front of her, and when she saw that sharp turn, her expression lit up. She knew her chance had come.

Different racers will be good at different skills, like some are good at flowing corners, some are good at flat races, some are good at slopes, and so on.

But what she is best at is the graceful curves.

Before the front of the car reached the corner, her expression became serious and sharp.

As she entered the corner, she quickly released the throttle and slammed the steering wheel, and the car began to slide in a perfect amplitude. It was at this moment that she quickly downshifted, and floated out as she slid away.

Her movements are chic and free, without mud and water, smooth and natural. After the car stabilized, she slammed on the accelerator again.

He quickly shifted gears to third gear, then when the revs reached 3000RM, he quickly switched to second gear and waited until the car reached about 250 mph. She quickly shifted into fourth gear to stabilize the speed.

After all this was done, she looked back, and when he saw that the Porsche was also drifting around the corner, her face sank again.

I didn't expect this guy to not only drive steadily, but also float in such corners.

Ye Feng followed behind, revealing a hint of banter, he had won the championship on the noise track known as the death track with a mortality rate of up to 50 percent, would he take a corner less than 90 degrees in his eyes?

After passing this corner, it also accelerated rapidly, following the Maserati.

This road gets narrower and narrower the more you go. Barely one car can only pass, and conditions for overtaking rarely occur.

That's why Ye Feng has been lying dormant behind Maserati, but only at the first opportunity, he will surpass the other party.

The girl had guessed this, and the track was already halfway through. We're almost at the end of the line.

As long as she could keep it up like this, she could win, but she ran the road, and she knew there was a stretch of road ahead that would gradually widen enough for two cars to walk side by side. What she was worried about was that the road would be overtaken by Ye Feng.

But it was a slight uphill and a 90-degree turn.

Soon, the two cars came to the bend one after the other, and at this moment, the Maserati quickly drifted away.

The tires made a screeching sound against the ground, and the entire body moved in a graceful motion.

Years of drifting told her that this time the drift was perfect, the speed was maintained at more than 180 miles, moving in a standard C-shaped shape, and she believed that she had won the battle.

But before the car was out of the corner, she noticed the Porsche on her flank.

How can it be?

A look of horror appeared on the girl's face, it was too hard to believe.

She saw that the Porsche drifted at a speed of more than 200 miles, and she had never seen anyone who could drift in a sharp turn at a speed of more than 200 miles.

Is he dying?

You know, the faster the speed, the more subtle the control of the car body, and even a small mistake may lead to the end of the car crash.

Ye Feng sat in the Porsche, his face was extremely calm.

There is nothing difficult about this easy corner.

After overtaking in the corner, Ye Feng was already ahead of the Maserati and has been leading all the way.

In the back, the girlish slammed the steering wheel, but he also knew that he didn't have any chances.

Soon, Ye Feng parked the car at the foot of Jiulong Mountain, and dozens of meters later, the Maserati also stopped next to it.

The car door opened, and a young girl stepped out of the car.

The girl is about ten years old, she is tall, wearing ripped pants and canvas shoes, and a black tight vest on her upper body, revealing a fair-skinned waist.

Her face was covered in thick smoky makeup. There is also a metal earring hanging from the corner of the mouth.

The long bruised hair was tied into countless small braids, and the ears were full of ears.

Standard bad girl dress.

Although she is wearing heavy makeup, she can't see the real appearance clearly, but her facial features are extremely exquisite, and she is expected to be a beauty.

The girl's face was full of anger, she walked straight beside Ye Feng's car, knocked on the glass and said, "Come out for the old lady!"

Ye Feng put down the glass of the car and said, "What's the matter, little sister, don't you admit defeat?"

For this kind of girl in a rebellious period, Ye Feng really doesn't have a good impression of her, if it wasn't for a race with her just now and a relive of the feeling of racing, he probably wouldn't have bothered her.

"Who's your little sister, get out of the car for me!" the girl said with a look of anger on her face.

Ye Feng got out of the car, stood next to the car and said, "What do you want to do?"

"Who are you?" the girl said.

"My name is Ye Feng, of course, you can also call me Uncle Ye. Ye Feng said with a smile.

"Do you know me?" the girl asked.

"Why should I know you?" Ye Feng said strangely.

The girl's expression was stunned and said, "My name is Lin Sifan." ”

"Hello. Ye Feng smiled evilly, stretched out his hand and smiled.

But Lin Sifan didn't mean to reach out and shake hands at all: "I know almost all the people who like drag racing in Jiangbei City, why have I never seen you?"

"Lin Sifan, quite a literary name. Ye Feng said with a smile.

"Don't interrupt. Who are you?" said Lin Sifan with a cold expression.

Ye Feng shook his head and said, "Who am I, is it important to you?"

"It wasn't important, but you beat me, so it's important. Lin Sifan said coldly.

"And then what do you want to do?" Ye Feng said with a squinting eye, he found this little girl quite interesting.

"I'm going to defeat you!" Lin Sifan said.

"Now?" Ye Feng said strangely, "Do you think you have this strength?"

"Not now, then later. Lin Sifan said coldly.

"We'll see you later. After Ye Feng finished speaking. I was about to get back into the car, when I suddenly remembered something, turned around and said, "I think it's safest to stay in school at your age, racing is not something you can touch, if you are not careful, you may not recover." If I were your mom or dad, I'd open your ass. ”

After speaking, Ye Feng was about to get into the car.

"Bastard, what right do you have to say that about me!"

Ye Feng's words seemed to have touched one of her scales, and her face suddenly turned cold, and she ran over and pulled Ye Feng's clothes tightly.