Hua Junlong's face changed and he looked in the rearview mirror.

I only saw that blue Lamborghini, drifting, catching up at a very fast speed!

At this time, the speed of Lamborghini is at least more than 300 yards per hour!

Drive so fast in such a sharp bend!?

Is this person really dead!?

Hua Junlong's face changed greatly, and he couldn't help but step on the accelerator for a while and speed up.

But the speed of this Bugani Veyron is too strong, and he stepped on it like this. The speed suddenly increased by more than a hundred yards, and the steering wheel began to float.

He can't control the car anymore!

Hua Junlong was shocked, and quickly slowed down!

He didn't want to lose his life here.

At the same time, Chen Mo drove a Lamborghini and roared past behind him!

Overtaking!

Hua Junlong's 300-meter distance on the previous straight track was chased back by Chen Mo in a corner!

"Damn!" Hua Junlong slapped the steering wheel in anger.

But he quickly calmed down.

Because he knows that there are many straight runways on the entire runway of the North Ring Mountain.

Even if he can't beat Chen Mo in the corner. He was also able to catch up on the straight-line runway.

However, as time passed, he realized that he was wrong.

Chen Mo is like a madman, and his speed has been rising. Never slowed down!

No matter how sharp the corners are, he always steps on the accelerator to the end, and then uses the drifting technique to pass the corners with light.

And Hua Junlong can't do Chen Mo like this.

His driving skills are very average, and the reason why he is so confident that he can win Chen Mo only depends on the performance of this Bugatti Veyron.

But the performance of the sports car is indeed strong, but there are too many corners, so that he is not good at driving, and he can't use this advantage at all.

As a result, after two corners, Hua Junlong could not see the Lamborghini's taillights.

"Damn! Damn!" Hua Junlong was extremely annoyed and smashed the steering wheel with his hand.

……

Chen Mo's side didn't care about Hua Junlong's position at all.

He came to Beihuanshan tonight, his original intention was to have a good time, drag racing at will, and go for a ride.

After a few corners in a row, he was already excited.

The speed of the car is still increasing, and his hormone level is already very high.

With each corner he drifted by, he whistled merrily.

This kind of drifting corners close to the perimeter is really exciting. It's thrilling.

If outsiders can see it, they will definitely be scared out of a cold sweat.

After another corner, it's a straight track, and after a kilometer, it's the finish line.

At this time, Chen Mo remembered Yan Muxue beside him and turned his head to look at her.

I saw that Yan Muxue's face was bloodless, her eyes were closed, and she was obviously frightened.

But she didn't let out a single scream from beginning to end, which surprised Chen Mo very much.

This girl's courage is also incomparable to ordinary people.

"Open your eyes, it's almost there. Chen Mo said.

Hearing this, Yan Muxue opened her eyes and saw the crowd not far ahead.

And those spectators who were looking forward to the finish line let out a burst of exclamations when they saw that the car that was about to reach the finish line was Chen Mo's Lamborghini.

How is this possible!?

Where did Hua Shao's Bugatti Veyron go? Why is it that he can't even see his headlights on such a long straight track?

"Hua, Hua Shao lost!?" The audience looked horrified, and their eyes were full of incredulity.

They had never considered this possibility, which had been discussed before. It's all the distance of how many meters Hua Junlong can lead Chen Mo.

Chen Mo drove a Lamborghini, less than a meter before the finish line, stopped, and did not cross the finish line.

"He, what does he mean, why did he stop without crossing the finish line?"

After discovering this, the audience became hotly discussed.

Chen Mo opened the open-top, leaned on the saddle, smoked a cigarette, and swallowed the clouds.

After about a minute, the lights appeared on the straight track behind me.

"Hua Shao is here!" shouted an audience member.

At this time, the Bugatti Veyron is crazy about speed.

Seeing the Lamborghini stopped in front of the finish line, Hua Junlong's already desperate mood was instantly filled with hope!

Did Chen Mo think he had crossed the finish line?

If that's the case, he still has a chance to turn defeat into victory!

Hua Junlong's face showed ecstasy. Step on the gas pedal and rush forward.

But when he was less than two hundred meters away from the finish line, Chen Mo started the sports car and slowly crossed the finish line.

At this time. The surrounding audience, including Hua Junlong, understood the meaning of Chen Mo stopping in front of the finish line.

Humiliate!

Extreme humiliation!

He's humiliating Hua Junlong! Humiliating that well-modified Bugatti Veyron!

Murder and heartbreaking!

The surrounding audience flashed this word in their hearts.

I can't imagine how aggrieved Hua Junlong's current mood should be.

After a while, the Bugatti Veyron driven by Hua Junlong also crossed the finish line.