"Ah, Yoshimoto-kun is speeding up again!"

"Sure enough, it's a gap in strength, and it can't be made up at all. ”

"In terms of racing, the genes of the Chinese are not good. ”

"Yoshimoto-kun is too serious, is it worth taking playing against an amateur player so seriously?"

"Yes, yes, wouldn't it be bad if you let the other party have a psychological shadow?"

"I guess...... Yoshimoto-kun must have wanted to get his hands on that poison. ”

"Haha, that's right, that's right. ”

"Haha, yes, that poison is more attractive than defeating the opponent. ”

After seeing Shinnosuke Yoshimoto suddenly shake off Ning Yi from the real-time footage of the surveillance, Shinnosuke Yoshimoto's teammates immediately burst out laughing and kept teasing Ning Yi.

There was laughter.

On the other hand, Ran Ranran's side is gloomy and bleak.

"Sure enough, I still can't win against that little devil. ”

He Minghao grabbed his hair and sighed in a low voice.

"yes, you can't even hit the butt of that devil's car. ”

Yang Xueming was also depressed.

Wang Muye didn't speak, looked up at the sky and was silent.

"Hey, what's wrong with you, hasn't Brother Ning Yi lost yet?"

Ran Ran couldn't stand this atmosphere: "I...... I think Brother Ning Yi still has hope of winning!"

"Miss Ran, I understand your feelings, but now Ning Yi is already a few seconds behind that little devil. ”

He explained: "In a motor race, the difference between victory and defeat is even three decimal places, and once someone pulls the gap by as many as a few seconds, it is almost equivalent to being declared to have lost hope of victory. ”

"How so?"

Hearing He Minghao's explanation, Ran Ranran's face couldn't help but turn pale, and suddenly he thought of something, and said quickly: "No, didn't Tian Shao just now go from a few seconds ahead to be overtaken in the end?"

"Ahem......"

Hearing Ran Ranran's rebuttal, He Minghao couldn't help coughing, and explained weakly: "This...... Not the same. ”

"Why is it different?"

Ran Ran asked.

Seeing Ran Ranran so unrelenting, He Minghao's face was a little unbearable, and he said impatiently: "In short, it's different!"

At this moment, Tian Jiawen walked over and said softly, "Because my strength is not enough to give me a lead over Shinnosuke Yoshimoto for as many as 5 seconds." ”

Hearing Tian Jiawen's words, Ran Ran reacted, the example he just gave was Tian Jiawen's shame, and he hurriedly apologized to Tian Jiawen: "I'm sorry Tian Shao, it's me Meng Lang, I'm sorry." ”

"It's fine. ”

Tian Jiawen smiled and said: "It's because my skills are not as good as others, so there's nothing to be embarrassed to admit." ”

"That ......"

Seeing that Tian Jiawen was really not angry, Ran Ran asked with expectation: "Tian Shao, do you think Brother Ning Yi still has a chance to overtake?"

"It's unlikely. ”

Tian Jiawen looked at the real-time monitoring screen with a serious expression and slowly shook his head.

"Are you really going to lose?"

Hearing that Tian Jiawen, a professional driver, made this kind of judgment, Ran Ranran's heart suddenly cooled.

"Huh?"

At this moment, Ran Ran suddenly heard Tian Jiawen say a soft sigh.

"What's the matter, Tian Shao, is there still a chance for Brother Ning Yi?"

Hearing Tian Jiawen's voice, Ran Ranran suddenly asked expectantly as if a drowning man had grabbed a life-saving straw.

"This ......"

Tian Jiawen hesitated and did not answer.

Just now, Ning Yi followed Shinnosuke Yoshimoto and crossed the starting and ending lines and began to enter the second lap, and the time between the two of them was exactly 5 seconds!

This number made Tian Jiawen suddenly think of the question that Ning Yi deliberately asked himself before the game.

Later, he remembered what Ning Yi said to him, "What did Shinnosuke Yoshimoto do to you before, I will help you get it back one by one".

"Do you mean ......?"

A crazy thought suddenly popped up in Tian Jiawen's mind, "Is Ning Yi planning to deliberately trail Shinnosuke Yoshimoto by 5 seconds in the first lap, and then overtake the opponent by 5 seconds in the next two laps?"

Thinking of this, Tian Jiawen's body suddenly shivered like an overcurrent.

"No, it shouldn't be like that, it's a bit too much...... It's fantastic. ”

Tian Jiawen forced himself to give up this irrational idea.

However, the more he forced himself not to think so, when he saw Ning Yi's car shadow in the picture that was constantly approaching Shinnosuke Yoshimoto, his heart beat more violently for some reason!

"Really...... Is it really possible?"

Tian Jiawen's lips pursed, his eyes fixed on the video screen, and he didn't dare to let go for a second.

……

"Is this what it's like to race in a supercar?"

In the McLaren 570S, Ning Yi doesn't know what outsiders are thinking, he is carefully feeling the various feedback that this McLaren brings him.

In fact, this competition is still somewhat disadvantageous for Ning Yi, because he has never been in contact with a supercar before, although he has the blessing of "primary driving mastery" skills, but after all, it is just an empowerment, and it takes a little time to get used to.

Again, Ning Yi was not familiar with the Huhai track, but only walked a little before the race.

Finally, there is the race experience, Ning Yi has no racing experience, even if he didn't even ride a go-kart in the amusement park when he was a child, let alone this kind of high-intensity supercar race.

However, despite this disadvantage, with the blessing of "primary driving mastery", Ning Yi still slowly reversed all this in a very short time.

Especially with the increase of competition time, Ning Yi gradually developed a feeling of "one person and car" for the McLaren 570S he drove.

Even if the tire pressed against a tiny stone on the side of the road, Ning Yi felt it as if he stepped on it with his own foot and felt it personally.

This feeling Ning Yi did not produce when he was driving the Lamborghini Poison.

In this case, when Ning Yi's McLaren passed the start and end line, he swept his eyes to the timer on the side and saw that he was exactly 5 seconds behind Shinnosuke Yoshimoto's Porsche.

"Well, it seems...... It's already possible to accelerate at full speed. ”

A cold arc appeared at the corner of Ning Yi's mouth, and then his right foot suddenly stepped on it deeply!

Rumble~~~

With a whining from the exhaust pipe, a cluster of blue flames erupted from the yellow-orange McLaren's tailthroat, and then McLaren's speed suddenly increased by a large margin!

……

"Accelerated, Ning Yi accelerated!"

The others didn't notice this, but Tian Jiawen, who had been thinking about it in his heart, immediately noticed Ning Yi's change.

"He really accelerated, he really accelerated, is my guess true?"

Tian Jiawen's body involuntarily leaned forward, and a pair of eyes burst out with a warm light full of expectation.

……

At first, no one paid attention to Ning Yi's acceleration, but soon, Shinnosuke Yoshimoto's teammates noticed that something was wrong.

"Wait, have you noticed that the distance between that Chinese and Yoshimoto-kun is rapidly shrinking?"

A teammate shouted as he pointed to the two approaching sports cars in the frame.

"How is it possible, with Yoshimoto-kun's strength...... Hey, sure enough!"

"Indeed, Yoshimoto-kun is being shortened by the Chinese. ”

Seeing Ning Yi's McLaren getting closer and closer to Shinnosuke Yoshimoto, his teammates suddenly became a little panicked.

"Don't panic, everyone, I guess this should be Yoshimoto-kun's intention. ”

At this moment, a teammate suddenly spoke.

"Ah, yes, Yoshimoto-kun is this kind of character, he is deliberately humiliating that Chinese!"

"Yes, that's exactly the case! Otherwise, with Yoshimoto-kun's strength, how could he make that Chinese closer?"

"Oh, Yoshimoto-kun is really, he's still playing, let's end the game quickly. ”

……

Because this is just the most ordinary racing car, Shinnosuke Yoshimoto did not wear a wireless headset to contact his teammates, otherwise he would definitely tell his teammates that Lao Tzu did not release the water, and Lao Tzu has gone all out!

"But...... Why, why was that Chinese able to catch up with me?"

Shinnosuke Yoshimoto's forehead continued to ooze sweat, he couldn't figure it out, he obviously opened up a gap of at least 5 seconds with Ning Yi, how could he catch up with me?

But no matter how he doesn't understand, the fact is that the McLaren driven by Ning Yi is now less than five meters away from the Porsche he himself drives!

This is an extremely dangerous distance, with the speed of the two cars now exceeding 220 km/h, the distance of five meters is less than 0.05 seconds.

What is enough for 0.05 seconds?

Not enough time to even blink an eye!

"Impossible, this impossible, how can he catch up with me? I don't believe it!"

Shinnosuke Yoshimoto kept hypnotizing himself, but behind him, McLaren's voice was different from Porsche's constant roar in his ears, reminding him to accept the fact that he had been caught up by Ning Yi, and he was stuck to death.

"Damn, bastard!"

Basic Ryunosuke's mentality is a little unbalanced.

If Ning Yi is a professional racing driver, it would be fine, and many of the situations that Ryunosuke encountered in the race were much more difficult than they are now, but the key is that Ning Yi is just an amateur driver!

"An amateur driver has pushed me to this level as a professional race car driver?"

Basic Ryunosuke's eyes were red: "This is how can I be looked down upon in the future!"

As an island country, Japanese people generally value face very much, as long as they think that when others mention themselves in the future, they will say that they have been forced to this extent by an amateur player, and Shinnosuke Yoshimoto's heart is like being devoured by a poisonous snake!

"No, I can't sit still, I want to speed up!"

Seeing that Ning Yi was about to overtake himself in a corner, Shinnosuke Yoshimoto slammed the accelerator with his right foot after he snapped Ning Yi's McLaren behind him.

As a race car designed for racing, Shinnosuke Yoshimoto's Porsche 911 has a very sensitive throttle tuning, and the engine revs again as soon as he refuels it, and the Porsche 911 climbs in speed!

And with this foot of the accelerator, Shinnosuke Yoshimoto also temporarily distanced himself from Ning Yi.

"Boy, I'm not going to lose to you as an amateur!"

Seeing that he had finally distanced himself from Ning Yi, Basic Ryunosuke couldn't help but sneer: "This is a gap that professional drivers and amateur drivers can never cross!"

"Hey, he's ......"

Seeing that Basic Ryunosuke was accelerating again, Ning Yi, who was behind him, suddenly smiled: "Shinnosuke Yoshimoto's mentality is unbalanced, he even forgot the maximum speed that can be allowed in the next corner!"