Rumble......

Xu drove north to the second-hand Santana and finally reached the corner, at this time his speed had come to about 200 yards.

The whole body shook violently, as if it was going to fall apart at any moment.

The mountain wind poured in through the window, blowing so much that Xu Xiangbei could barely open his eyes.

At the foot of the mountain, the crowd of onlookers was talking about the final championship.

"Who is most likely to win the championship? I think it's Jack, after all, he is the former French underground car king, and hard power is not blown!"

"That's not necessarily, I think Chen Sanye may also win the championship! He is a legendary No. 36 bus driver, and he may not lose to Jack!"

"Yes, both of them are favourites, and no one else can beat them for the title. ”

There was a lot of talking.

Suddenly, it seemed that someone saw the second-hand Santana at the first turn and shouted: "Look, is that kid crazy?"

Brush brush brush.

All the people present followed the prestige and looked at the first turn of the winding road, and when they saw the second-hand Santana speeding all the way, their mouths opened wide in shock.

The second-hand Santana driven by Xu Xiangbei was turning at a speed of more than two hundred yards at this time!

"Oh my God, is he impatient? It's a 180-degree turn!"

"I'll bet 50,000 yuan, this kid will fall into the cliff!"

"It's rubbish, I can't get through the corners, and I want to race. ”

Everyone exclaimed, some people secretly sweated for Xu Xiangbei, and some people cheered gloatingly.

"Hmm, Xu Xiangbei, this guy doesn't seem to need a mouse to do it at all, and he has an impatient posture, which is really good!"

The rooster took a hard puff of his Cuban cigar and exhaled a heavy puff of smoke.

On the mountain road, Xu Xiangbei squinted slightly, and at the moment when the car entered the corner, he slammed on the brakes, desperately hitting the steering wheel, preparing to enter the corner with a beautiful drift.

Rumble......

However, Santana's braking system was not very good, and when Xu stepped on the brakes to drift into the corner, Santana had no effect of slowing down at all.

"Oh no, the brakes are out of order!"

Xu Xiangbei was shocked.

Seeing that Santana was shaking violently under his control, and was about to lose control and rampage in the next second, Xu Xiangbei opened the car door very decisively.

Instead of jumping out of the car a second before the crash to save his life, he stuck a strong foot out of the door and stomped on the mud.

Sneer......

Xu Xiangbei exerted his internal force with all his might, stretched out his left leg from the car door, his muscles tightened, and he stepped directly into the mud more than a foot deep.

Human-powered brakes!

"Haha, come on baby!"

Xu Xiangbei took a cigarette in his mouth, and with the braking effect brought by his left leg, he suddenly drifted into the corner, and Santana swung his tail in a thrilling dragon before entering the corner, and passed the corner perfectly.

At the foot of the mountain, the onlookers did not dare to breathe, squinting at the situation on the mountain road one by one, when Xu Xiangbei's second-hand Santana turned into the back of the mountain with a beautiful drift, everyone gasped.

"Oh my God, did you see it? That old second-hand Santana actually came to a drifting corner!"

"It's too difficult to drift into a bend at such a fast speed, and if you don't handle it well, you'll fall into a cliff, I guess this kid has been in a car accident!"

"That's right, you guys watch, by the time the race is over, Santana's driver will probably have a cold body. ”

There was a lot of discussion among the people, and few people believed that Xu Xiangbei could survive.

Rumble......

Xu Xiangbei smoothly passed the corner, lifted his left leg, which acts as a human brake, and slammed on the accelerator to directly increase his speed.

The second-hand Santana roared, and the whole body shook wildly.

"Coming?"

The mouse, who was hiding in the corner of the corner, heard the sound and his eyes lit up, and he immediately took out a lighter from his pocket, lit a fire, and stared nervously at the oil drum on the ground.

Rumble......

The next moment, the second-hand Santana went on a rampage, carrying a gust of wind, and with a bang, five or six barrels of gasoline on the ground flew all over the sky.

"So fast, this can't be!"

The mouse was about to throw the lighter, but he was choked with tears by the smoke and dust brought up by the second-hand Santana, and the person instinctively hid to the side and shivered, for fear that the out-of-control second-hand Santana would knock him away.

Originally, the mouse thought that Xu Xiangbei's second-hand Santana would definitely turn at a relatively slow speed, which gave him enough reaction time to set the car on fire.

But he never expected that Xu Xiangbei's broken car would actually whizz past like lightning, and he didn't have time to react at all.

"Huh? Looks like you've hit something?"

In the second-hand Santana, Xu Xiangbei raised his eyebrows after hitting the gasoline barrel, glanced at the mountain road in front of him, shook his head, reached out and threw the cigarette butt in his mouth out of the window.

The cigarette butt fell with the wind, and the flickering flames ignited the gasoline on the ground with a bang.

Hearing only a roar, a sea of fire several feet high instantly rose in the mountains, crackling and burning.

The rat standing on the side, caught off guard, was directly engulfed by the wave of fire, the whole person burned and screamed, and crawled out of the wave of fire with a rolling belt, and his whole body was already charred black.

"Ahem,, Xu Xiangbei, Lao Tzu is not finished with you!"

It took a lot of effort for the rat to crawl to the side of the road, his hair and eyebrows were burned, and his clothes were burned to pieces.

The mouse coughed violently, raised his head, looked at the second-hand Santana in the distance, and cursed resentfully.

Before, the mouse was slapped by Xu Xiangbei and lost two teeth, and he hated Xu Xiangbei to the core. Now the design wants to kill Xu Xiangbei, but instead of succeeding, he has harmed himself, which is really bitter and unspeakable.

On the mountain road, Xu Xiangbei drove Santana, looking at the sports car in front of him that was constantly being pulled closer by himself, and the corners of his mouth lifted slightly.

"Hehe, my Santana runs in a straight line and is certainly no match for luxury cars. However, my cornering skills were enough to turn the tide. The further back in the race, the more and more corners there are, and the performance of my sling counterattack has officially kicked off!"

Xu Xiangbei unhurriedly took out a cigarette, lit it, felt the cold mountain breeze blowing on his face, squinted his eyes comfortably, and hummed a little song.

At the foot of the mountain, the crowd of onlookers fryed.

"Look, what a fire!"

"It must have been that second-hand Santana that crashed!"

"Haha, it's a shame that I didn't witness the crash with my own eyes!"

At the foot of the mountain, everyone thought that the sky-high fire was formed by the deflagration of the second-hand Santana in a car accident.

(End of chapter)