"Whew~"

Xiang Hei Yu calmed his nervous state of mind, sighed again, and under everyone's strange gaze, he walked to the Lamborghini Huracan, and then knocked on the car window. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Bang bang...

"You haven't forgotten your promise, have you?!"

Just listen, Xiang Hei Yu said this, his expression was very serious.

"Good!"

Although I don't know what agreement Xiang Heiyu has with Zhou Ruotong, but Zhou Ruotong should have agreed to Xiang Heiyu, Tang Zhong saw Xiang Heiyu's face was happy, and then shouted around: "It's okay, the game begins!"

As soon as the words fell, the crowd around them moved.

"Hey, hey... Q1 ， Q1… It's game on!"

A man with a walkie-talkie shouted into the walkie-talkie.

"Q1 received! Q1 received! Immediately send a message to Q2......"

The man's voice came over the intercom.

Rumble~

Rumble~

The furious sound of sports cars resounded on the top of Tonggu Mountain, and the non-participating cars lined up neatly on the edge of the road, and the sports cars that were going to participate in the race were driving towards the back of Tonggu Mountain.

Tang Zhong also got into the car and drove behind with the crowd, and the sports cars that also participated in the competition were also parked on both sides of the road.

"He Changjing!Xin Delong!First group!Enter the starting area!"

A man with a notebook yelled.

A Porsche and a Ferrari drove up to the yellow line in front of them, the so-called starting area.

Because of the lanes, it is naturally impossible to race together, let alone run the number of laps one after the other like in a regular racing race, so only two sports cars can be raced at a time, starting every three minutes.

Then record the results of each group, cut half directly in the first round, enter the semi-finals, and then take the top four to enter the finals, and get the three best results.

"Tong Xue!Yu Zhengdong!Second group!"

“……”

"Tang Chong!Huang Yi!Eighth Group!"

The man held a computer, in the middle of two rows of sports cars, constantly shouting about the order of the sports car race.

Rumble~

Rumble~

Two sports cars parked in front of the yellow line slammed on the accelerator one by one, letting out a deafening roar.

"Three, Two, One, Go!!"

A girl in a bikini twisted her body, in front of the middle of the two cars, holding a yellow and red flag, shouting with a smile on her face, and suddenly waved the flag.

Sou~

The two cars sped off in an instant, leaving behind a roaring aftermath.

Then, the second group of cars to be raced stopped one after the other in the starting area, ready to go.

Three minutes is a quick time.

Rumble!

Rumble~

In the second group, one of the cars on the right seemed to have made a mistake and started directly behind half a body.

Everyone showed a look of regret, and the difference in starting so much basically determined the result.

Then, the third group.

Group 4......

Zhou Ruotong is in the fifth group, and in the same group as her is Gong Yao, who drives a Ferrari 458, and in terms of the acceleration performance of the two factory starts, the difference between the two is only 0.2 seconds. The horsepower of the two is not much different, one is five hundred and seventy horses, and the other is five hundred and eighty horses.

Of course, this is just factory data. However, how many of the cars that come here to race have not been changed, so it is difficult to judge the specific situation.

However, Tang Zhong looked at the Ferrari 458 and felt a little familiar.

In the front start area.

Gong Yao, who drove a Ferrari, rolled down the window, looked at Zhou Ruotong, and motioned with his hand to the other party to roll down the window.

Zhou Ruotong, who rolled down the window, stared at Gong Yao silently.

"You're doomed~"

Gong Yao's face showed a wicked smile.

Zhou Ruotong ignored it and rolled up the window directly.

"Cut, stinky bitch, wait until you lose and see how proud you are!"

Gong Yao's face was full of gloom, rolled up the window, and muttered viciously.

In the back, Tang Zhong sat in the car and finally remembered who this Ferrari 458 was.

Tang Zhong remembered that after this Ferrari was modified, the starting acceleration reached a terrifying 2.6 seconds, and he could basically play the Lamborghini Huracan.

Rumble~

Rumble~

Two more cars are starting to waste fuel again.

"Zhou Ruotong......? See if you can win this Ferrari 458?"

In the car, Tang Zhong showed a smile.

Rumble~

As the flags fell, the two cars raised their heads at the same time, roaring out and roaring.

One second~

Two seconds~

Zhou Ruotong, who was sitting in a Lamborghini, suddenly skimmed the Ferrari next to her, which had already surpassed her by half of the car, and she was shocked.

However, Zhou Ruotong's complexion remained unchanged, stepping on the clutch, changing gears, and his movements were like flowing water, very skillful.

'Why is his acceleration to 100 km/h faster than mine?'

Zhou Ruotong couldn't help but think in his heart.

You must know that her Lamborghini should be a little better than Ferrari's performance data, even after the same modification, Lamborghini should be better than Lamborghini, but she did lose to the other party in the acceleration just now.

Don't understand!

There were some doubts in his heart, but Zhou Ruotong had to suppress the guess in his heart and operate the car to follow.

Soon, both cars disappeared from everyone's eyes.

Group 6~

Group 7~

A few minutes later, the two groups in front of Tang Zhong also rushed out one after another.

"It's my turn~"

Tang Zhong muttered, a little excited, and quickly drove the car to the yellow line.

At this time, Tang Zhong also saw his rival Nissan GT-R, although the price of Marston Martin is twice that of GT-R, but the performance is much worse.

GT-R uses 3 . The 8T V6 engine, twin-turbocharged, 555 horsepower, and the acceleration time of 100 kilometers per hour is only 2.8 seconds, which is only the performance of the factory, and with a little modification, this data will be even more terrifying.

Tang Zhong's Marston Martin is only about three seconds after the modification, and the difference between the two is estimated to be about three to five seconds, which is a big gap.

However, Tang Chong felt that he would not necessarily lose, if he hadn't changed the gearbox before, Tang Chong would not have been sure at all, but now it is different.

Because of the gearbox, Tang Zhong directly hung the gear on the second gear.

“Go！！！”

At the moment when the girl fell, Tang Chong's reaction was not unpleasant, and he released the clutch and stepped on the accelerator, which was not only fast but also very well coordinated.

Tang Chong raised his head first, and rushed out in an instant, and the two gears went directly up a hundred yards.

Just as Tang reshifted third gear, the GT-R was also about to catch up with Tang Chong's front end.

However, this scene stunned the people around him.

"Damn! What did I see? This is a master! This starting speed is comparable to that of the top jam riders!"

"Is this still the Marston Martin Rapide? It's incredible to win GT-R in an instant. ”

"Has it been modified?What kind of master is so good?5 . Marston Martin at 3 actually started at a speed of 3 seconds and broke 100!"

“……”

Words of shock were endless, and words of shock were expressed on their faces.

The man with the computer closed his open mouth, and in a moment he hurriedly pulled out the phone and dialed it.

"Hey!"

"Brother Hei, something is wrong!"

"What?"

"That Marston Martin just started and won Huang Yi's GT-R. ”

"Are you sure? Huang Yi GT-R hasn't changed, right?"

"I'm sure and sure!" Everyone saw it, but even if it hadn't changed, the GT-R would only accelerate to 100 km/h in 2.8 seconds. ”

"Okay, I know, when the time comes, just arrange for Gong Yao to deal with him. ”

"Got it, Brother Black. ”

"Toot ......"