On Hidden Dragon Mountain, I don't know when the wind has blown and raindrops have fallen.

Ferrari Raphael is running wildly on the mountain road, it is a sports car itself, plus the modification, the degree is so fast, in the few seconds that Zhang Xiaofan was stunned, Ferrari has already distanced himself from Zhang Xiaofan's silver Cayenne!

Even if Zhang Xiaofan stepped on the accelerator to the end, the silver Cayenne was still left behind by Ferrari.

It's uphill and the road is fairly straight, so Ferrari has the upper hand.

Seeing that the distance between the other party was getting farther and farther away, and at this moment, the road ahead began to meander, and the road surface was not so flat.

It was also obvious that the Ferrari car in front of it could be felt lowered.

Zhang Xiaofan's eyes narrowed slightly, he was waiting for this time.

Gripping the steering wheel with one hand and the gear lever with the other, he kept shifting gears, and pressed the accelerator to the end with his feet, and stepped on it tightly, without the slightest intention of letting go.

The degree of the silver Cayenne is getting faster and faster, and just when it is about to reach the first corner, the degree of the Ferrari in front of it has slowed down significantly, but Zhang Xiaofan has no intention of reducing at all, and still runs wildly on the accelerator.

At this moment, the silver Cayenne has reached 160 yards, and it is still rising! At this point, the body of the Cayenne has not shaken, which shows that the performance of this car after modification is still very good.

Seeing Zhang Xiaofan driving so desperately, Song Wenwen didn't dare to say a word, she just grabbed the handle, from this guy's short driving time, Song Wenwen had already seen that this guy was a master, at least much better than herself.

With amazing handling and quick reflexes, the car seemed to come alive in his hands.

With a "snort", when he was about to turn a corner, Zhang Xiaofan slammed on the brakes, and the sound ......of the wheels rubbing against the road surface could be clearly heard.

Zhang Xiaofan turned the steering wheel quickly at the same time, and the silver Cayenne completed a perfect drift around the corner, and the degree did not drop much at all, and immediately rushed out!

Although the Ferrari in front also played a drift, his degree was obviously a little slower than the silver Cayenne, and the distance between the two was a little closer at the first corner!

"There's still a little bit of ability. ”

Seeing the silver Cayenne that had completed the drift in the rearview mirror, Mu Han let out a low groan, then shifted gears, and as soon as he stepped on the accelerator, the Ferrari degree suddenly increased, and he soared out again.

After the first corner, there is a straight line ahead, although it is not very long, but it is enough for Ferrari to add, and it is also a full reflection of Ferrari's performance.

After a while, the little distance that had just been shortened was widened again......

Zhang Xiaofan smiled slightly and continued to step on the accelerator.

It got faster and faster, and soon it was one hundred and eighty yards.

After a while, it soared directly to two hundred yards, and at this time, Zhang Xiaofan already felt that the body was a little trembling, and the steering wheel was also shaking slightly.

And the Ferrari in front of it is estimated to be on two hundred and two.

No way, it's a Ferrari Raphael coupe after all, and it's very normal to run to 250 yards.

Not long after, there was another big turn in front of me, and this bend was very narrow, almost ninety degrees, and below the bend was a steep slope, although it was not high, but if it fell, it was seriously injured if it did not die.

The Ferrari in front has begun to reduce, and the body has slowly tilted, preparing for drifting.

And Zhang Xiaofan didn't seem to have the intention of reducing at all at this moment, the soles of his feet were still pressing on the accelerator, but at this moment, his eyes were shining, and the two fingers holding the gear lever were even gently tapping on a certain rhythm.

Song Wenwen's little heart was already nervous to the extreme, this guy, such a narrow curve doesn't plan to descend... No matter how perfect this is, it will fall by inertia!

Oh my God, is this guy crazy!

But Song Wenwen didn't say a word, because she knew that a driver was the most taboo to be distracted at this time, and she could only raise her heart to her throat.

Just when the Cayenne car was about to run to the corner, Zhang Xiaofan seemed to have passed the accurate calculation, slammed the steering wheel, and then stepped on the accelerator with his right foot on the brake.

Cayenne, who was about to rush down the hill, suddenly changed direction, and there was a snorting sound between the tires and the ground, and Song Wenwen's body was thrown directly against the car window under that strong inertia, and her little heart couldn't stop beating.

She even saw that the small half of the body was already in the air.

"I'm going to die..."Song Wenwen even thought in her heart.

At this moment, Zhang Xiaofan quickly released the brake and stepped on the accelerator again!

At this moment, the Cayenne car rushed forward, and the suspended small half of the body returned to the road.

Although the brakes were applied, the Cayenne car seemed to have not descended in front and back.

"It's terrible. ”

In the driving position of Ferrari, Mu Han witnessed Zhang Xiaofan complete that difficult elegant, although he could barely do it, but he didn't dare to gamble with his life, and if he was not careful, it would be the end of the car being destroyed and killed.

At the same time, it was also at this moment that he was extremely serious.

Zhang Xiaofan drifted so perfectly, and the distance between the silver Cayenne and the Ferrari was a little closer.

But just after reaching the straight line, Ferrari's good straight line can swing the advantage, and quickly pull this distance away.

Just like this, Zhang Xiaofan was able to close the distance every time he cornered, but every time he went to a straight line, the closer distance was pulled away again, and the distance between the two cars was deadlocked.

It was a winding mountain road, and after driving so fast, it was soon halfway up the mountain, and the rain on the mountain seemed to be getting heavier and heavier, and the wheels of both cars began to slip.

Mu Han on the Ferrari car in front of him, his face was extremely heavy, this kind of mountain road, the road condition was not very good, there were sharp bends, the rain was so heavy, the next sharp bend could not drift at all.

And even if it is a straight section, it is easy for a car to overturn if it is kept so high.

Unnaturally, Mu Han just lowered the degree of the car.

However, at this moment, Zhang Xiaofan still did not have the slightest sense of reduction, the roaring engine resounded in the mountains, his hands grabbed the steering wheel, the accelerator was still stepped on to the end, and at the same time as Mu Han fell, the silver Cayenne quickly caught up with a distance.

"Crazy!" Looking at the silver Cayenne in the rearview mirror, Mu Han's face changed again, he was obsessed with racing, and he withdrew from the club due to a loss in a race, and he was quite powerful.

No matter what kind of game he plays, he is very important about winning or losing, so he will never let the silver Cayenne pass him.

With a ruthless heart, he suddenly shifted gears, stepped on the accelerator directly to the end, and added it instantly.

The steering wheel was already violently carrying, and at this moment the Ferrari car was directly racing to two hundred and twenty yards, and the silver Cayenne in the rear was still in hot pursuit, seeing that the distance between the cars had not changed, it had obviously reached a height of two hundred and twenty yards!

Even if it is high, two hundred and twenty yards is extremely dangerous, let alone on this mountain road.

At this time, as long as there is a slightly stronger crosswind, the car is easy to roll over, Mu Han's eyes are very solemn, and he is ready for emergencies at any time.

And although Zhang Xiaofan on the silver Cayenne car was also full of seriousness on his face, his eyes were full of confidence.

This is a straight section of the uphill road, and the end of the break is a sharp bend, Mu Han just ran a lap and naturally knew that such a steep slope must be fully sprinted, but when it is near the end, it must be reduced, because this sharp bend is not even 90 degrees, but a sharp bend of about 45 degrees.

This kind of bend is no longer something that can be done by drifting, Mu Han thinks that his driving skills are first-class, but under such a sharp bend, it must be reduced to the greatest extent, and the body can only be added after adjustment.

And as long as you pass this sharp bend, the way down the mountain is basically straight, as long as you pass this sharp bend steadily, victory must belong to him.

Both cars were like lightning, sprinting sharply, and soon the warning standards on the steep slope appeared in the sight of the two.

Mu Han had already begun to slowly decrease, holding the steering wheel nervously with both hands, and under the dazzling headlights, he had already seen the piece of air hanging. ()

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