After the corner, they were already one parking space behind, Zheng Wanru stared ahead, her eyes showing a similar panic as before the race, even more than just now, but she thought that she had to win this race, and gritted her teeth and rushed forward sharply.

She was very fast in a straight line, but as soon as she entered the corner, she was noticeably slower, starting from the second corner, and the further back she went, the slower she became, and several times she was almost overtaken by the car behind her.

Yang Yiqing clearly saw that every time she took a corner, there was more fear and fear in her eyes, and the movements in her hands and feet were not so natural and smooth, especially when she turned a corner, she felt like she was in a hurry, so she wanted to be afraid of an accident.

It is estimated that the bend evokes the pain in her heart that she does not want to recall.

Seeing her like this, Yang Yi said, "Wanru, forget it, let's stop." ”

"No, I'm going to win this game!" She looked ahead, and another bend came her way.

This bend was very sharp, close to the U-shaped bend, Zheng Wanru's eyes couldn't help but tremble, and she almost stepped on the wrong pedal under her feet.

When she entered the corner, the headlights of the rear car shot into her eyes through the rearview mirror, and she couldn't see the front or the back clearly, and all she heard in her ears was the roar of the engine.

The corners, the lights, the impacts, the passenger seat, everything repeats itself.

Zheng Wanru's speed slowed down, and the car behind was about to take the opportunity to overtake, and quickly forced over from the side.

"Don't !!" Zheng Wanru seemed to have expected that the car behind her would crash over. She screamed hoarsely in horror and slammed the brakes to the ground. The steering wheel slammed, and the whole car made a 360-degree circle on the spot.

The car stopped.

Zheng Wanru's face turned pale. It's like seeing a ghost.

Yang Yi hurriedly unbuckled his seat belt and hugged her tightly.

"Okay Wanru, it's okay, it's okay, we're not going to open it."

Yang Yi gently patted her back, Zheng Wanru hugged him tightly, her body trembled in his arms, her mouth sobbing and screaming no, tears falling down.

"Don't be afraid, with me by your side, you'll be fine." Yang Yi can only guess that the former Ford GT had a terrible accident. But he didn't know what the specifics were, so he could only look at her and comfort her, "No matter what happened before, but you remember now, no matter what, I'm by your side, so you don't need to be afraid, I will protect you." ”

"Yang Yi ......" Zheng Wanru cried, hugging him tightly, and the fear in his heart slowly dispersed in his warmth.

The same scene that used to be played out again. But the ending doesn't seem to be the same.

She raised her head and looked at Yang Yi, that gentleness, that incomparably firm smile. And that guardian gaze made her feel so happy and safe. It made her believe even more, this time. She won't lose.

"Let's get off, it's over. But I will accompany you through life. Yang Yi gently kissed her on the lips and caressed her face.

The horror on Zheng Wanru's face gradually dissipated, tears of happiness flowed from her eyes, she shook her head, and said, "This game is not over yet, even if it is for you, I will win the game." "Not only that, but she has to overcome herself!

As soon as the accelerator was pressed to the end, the sound of the tires rubbing against the ground immediately sounded, and the Maybach was on the road again.

Yang Yi fastened his seat belt, moved, but a little helpless, "Wanru ......"

"Don't talk about Yang Yi, maybe I used to feel scared, but now, I believe that with you by my side, everything will be different from before." Zheng Wanru interrupted Yang Yi's words, and her attention was more focused than just now.

Instead of re-invading her fear, she released it, banishing it from the depths of her heart, never wanting it to take over her soul again. And she had the courage to do so, all because of such a man by her side.

She believed what Yang Yi said, so she firmly believed that no matter what happened, Yang Yi would definitely be by her side, and even if a terrible accident happened, she would definitely not lose him.

Fear was replaced by safety and warmth, her cold and trembling heart was calmed, her movements once again regained the smoothness of flowing water, her hands and feet were as precise as mechanical numerical control, Maybach was like a perfect fixed rail car driving at high speed on the mountain road of Longquan Mountain, whether it was a straight line or a corner, the speed was fast, there were two corners, her speed reached a frightening 170 kilometers per hour, such a cornering speed, has already caught up with the cornering speed of those drivers in the professional competition.

It's a mountain road, a mountain road without any safety protection.

Yang Yi always felt that he was very bold, but when Zheng Wanru cut into the corner at such a high speed, Yang Yi had to admit that at that moment, his heart almost stopped beating, he felt that the car was as light as a feather, and they were like two insignificant fleas, which could float down the mountain at any time with their feathers.

But Yang Yi didn't say anything.

It was the first time he saw her eyes so focused, there was no fear, no uneasiness, only indomitable determination, as if the whole world had been left behind her.

Like a ghost in the night, Maybach shuttles rapidly on the winding mountain path of Longquan Mountain.

It didn't take long for me to catch up with a car in front of me.

Zheng Wanru's speed was too fast, and she didn't slow down at all when she was cornering, relying on the Maybach's calm body to drift perfectly, directly overtaking, out of the corner, whistling away, when the car went out of the corner in a thrilling way, she found that the Maybach was already in the next corner.

So fast!

It's really fast, because Zheng Wanru has already soared to a speed of 180 kilometers per hour.

If it is on the highway, such a speed is actually not fast, many speeding sports cars on the high speed can soar to 230 kilometers per hour or even faster, but it is a straight line, the most untechnical play, to be replaced by a corner. I'm afraid they don't even dare to drive at a speed of 80 kilometers. But Zheng Wanru is different, her speed is getting faster and faster. Faster and faster, like a ghost appeared behind Mercedes and Porsche.

They almost didn't scare to death.

I didn't even see her yet. I thought she was out of the game halfway, but suddenly she appeared behind like a ghost, the speed, the technique, as if to say, come on, little cubs, see how I clean you up.

At the moment when they lost their minds, another curve came to them, and Zheng Wanru cut from the outside line to the inside line to prepare for overtaking. The man in the suit who was in second place was reluctant to let her cut in, and lightly hit the direction to block Zheng Wanru's way, Zheng Wanru's face was like water, and she calmly switched back to the outside line from the inner line, the speed did not decrease, and she hit the direction directly, and the car drew a semicircle on the curve as if it was about to overturn, out of the corner, and then speed up. In an instant, he came to the second position, and the front of the car was already attached to the rear of the blonde man Porsche.

Yang Yi was in a cold sweat, damn it, he felt that the two wheels on the left side of the Maybach left the ground when he turned the corner, and he might have to tumble down the mountain at any time. I'm not afraid, but I don't like it.

Looking at Zheng Wanru again, the car is as smart as life in her hands. The exuberant speed seems to be a perfect interpretation of the car's own perfect passion.

She was so calm, and Fang Cai's panic was almost like two people.

It's tense though. Yang Yi's heart was very happy, looking at her. It seems to have untied the knot in my heart.

The blonde man and the man in the suit couldn't be happier.

I never expected this gentle-looking woman to drive so crazy and deadly, and her skills were even better, she had nothing to say, she was fast, decisive, and indomitable, even they couldn't do it.

But they can't just throw in the towel.

Zheng Wanru's speed is indeed very fast, and her skills are indeed very good, but they themselves don't think that they will be worse than her, a woman can do it to such an extent, so how can the two of them easily lose the game.

The blonde man in front and the man in the suit behind picked up speed at the same time, ready to show their full strength in the next corner.

The soul of mountain racing is the corners, and each corner can show the driver's personal qualities to the fullest, especially in the case of high-speed driving, everything about the driver is infinitely magnified.

The blonde man in front of him is a typical rich young master who loves to mix and play, he is bold, and he is not afraid of death when he plays, and when he turns a corner, he actually learns Zheng Wanru, and he does not slow down at all, but slams on the accelerator. The quality control of the Porsche car may be quite in place, but at a speed of 100 kilometers to corner, the lack of weight of the body makes his wheels off the ground, and there is exactly the same situation as the Maybach, and the tilt angle is larger, more dangerous, but his technique is really good, and the psychological quality is also very stable, and he controls the inertia of the car very well, and continues to fly forward, otherwise, this time he will definitely die.

The blonde man held the lead in a thrilling way, while Zheng Wanru easily followed him, and the man in the suit followed closely behind, firmly following Zheng Wanru.

The angle of the corner just now is not large, so the technical content is not high, and it is difficult for the three of them to distinguish between them.

Three-quarters of the way through the race, there are not many corners left, if you don't go to the front, Yang Yi and they will still lose, in this game, there is no difference between the second and the third and fourth.

You have to win, and then there's only one corner in the decisive battle.

It was a frightening U-bend.

After this corner, there are no more corners where technical overtaking can be performed, and the victory or defeat is basically decided.

The blonde man's leading position has not been shaken, with that ruthlessness and unrelenting idea, he has been blocking Zheng Wanru from letting her come forward, and the man in the suit is just following Zheng Wanru's car, and his calm appearance is probably ready to make a final battle in the next U-shaped bend.

Zheng Wanru hadn't experienced this mountain road before, but her high concentration allowed her to instantly judge the angle of the curve, and then quickly adjust her speed, as if she was very familiar with the place all the way.

There is one last difficult bend left, and the finish line at the foot of the mountain is already visible.

In the blink of an eye, the bend came.

The first to accelerate was not the blonde man in front, but the man in the suit behind Zheng Wanru, who was two parking spaces short of the first, and he had to cut in accurately at the first time to accelerate past them.

His car sped to the edge of the Maybach.

The lights came into Zheng Wanru's eyes through the rearview mirror, and the roar of the nearby engine reached her ears, and the fear of the past made a final struggle in her mind, trying to regain possession of her heart.

A shiver twinked in her eyes.

Suddenly, a hand pressed against her leg.

"With me here, I will always be with you!"

Zheng Wanru didn't look at Yang Yi, the last trace of fear in her eyes was wiped out by warmth, her gaze was unprecedentedly relaxed, and she was unprecedentedly confident.

Throttle, steering wheel, Maybach is like a black arc lightning perfectly cut a semicircle on the corner, out of the corner, suddenly accelerated, and then made a slight turn around the blonde man in front of the Porsche, Maybach appeared in the first position.

Neither the man in the suit nor the blonde man will ever have a chance to overtake again.

The engine roared and the wind was blowing, and the rest of the stage was over in an instant.

Everyone under the mountain was dumbfounded......

[Mid-Autumn Festival, still pen farming, three more, 10,000 words! ] (To be continued......)