Chapter 370: Crazy Drag Racing (2)

"Uh..."Lin Kun was stunned, this is impossible, special, nonsense! He... He... How? Immediately after, a scene that made him vomit blood even more appeared.

Zhang Yang, who was leading the way, suddenly slowed down again, and the body of the Mercedes was almost attached to his Ferrari, and then turned his head sideways and shouted at him: "Turtle grandson, obediently follow my ass and eat shit." ”

As he spoke, a standard small drift suddenly opened up a body position for him and chased straight after the Lamborghini in front of him.

Lin Kun vomited blood, it stands to reason that his Ferrari 599 is enough to blow up the Mercedes-Benz SL350 in terms of comprehensive performance, but it was actually thrown off by Zhang Yang at the beginning.

His face turned the color of pig liver, and he couldn't believe the qi in front of him, even if the flamboyant car was modified, it was impossible to have this ability.

Well, this is the most embarrassing thing, since the performance of Lin Kun's Ferrari 599 is completely unassuming Mercedes-Benz SL350, then Zhang Yang can directly surpass him at the beginning.

Doesn't this mean that Zhang Yang's driving ability completely exploded his two streets in Lin Kun?

The three words of the turtle grandson were like a heavy slap in the face, and they slapped him in the face so hard that he couldn't tell the difference between the southeast and the northwest, no, he must chase it back.

He began to accelerate, and as long as he did, he would not believe that the performance of the Ferrari could not keep up.

"Whoosh!" "Whoosh!" …

Luxury sports cars whizzed against the slippery four-lane road, spiraling and began to speed towards the top of Guyun Peak.

Below, the people who were tracking the condition of the cars with GPS monitors began to go crazy.

"The first big S bend passed, Koenigsegg was in first place, in second place was Lema's Shijue, in third place was Li Chuwen's Lamborghini, and in fourth place... Hey, it's actually a flamboyant Mercedes-Benz SL350, what's going on? ”

"I actually overtook two cars in the first big S corner, how did I do it? Is there a mistake? The onlookers almost spurted out a mouthful of old blood, especially some people who participated in the gambling periphery, and they were directly dumbfounded, and the dealer opened a bet on the top three, as long as you guessed the top three correctly, you can get a lot of money.

But they didn't count the flamboyant Mercedes, if this guy ran into the top three tonight, that dealer wouldn't kill them.

"The second big S-bend, poof! Koenigsek's first place was still five seconds ahead of second-placed Lema, and third... Belch... Third place is Rambo... No... No, it's not a Lamborghini, it's a flamboyant Mercedes SL350... No, how is it possible, Zhang Yang's Mercedes-Benz can't be so powerful even if it has been modified, but I just looked at it, and it doesn't seem to have changed? What's going on? ”

Before finishing the quarter, the onlookers directly fried the pot, which is so unscientific, the Mercedes-Benz SL350, which has the most scum comprehensive performance, actually blew up the Ferrari 599, Lamborghini, and Maserati, and grabbed the third place.

"Look at their speed, look at their speed...", the coquettish girl who had flown the hood just now hugged a fur coat and leaned down desperately.

"Koenigsek, one hundred and sixty-two kilometers ... Shijue, one hundred and fifty-two... Benz... One hundred and fifty-two kilometers ... Oh, no, one hundred and fifty-three kilometers, this is going against the sky. The person who reported the number jumped up directly, "Ferrari 599 and Shijue can't outrun Mercedes-Benz?" It's really blind to my kryptonite eyes, it's outrageous. ”

Joshier, who was originally standing aside and didn't pay attention to the race, was stunned on the spot when he heard the noisy noise in front of him, one hundred and sixty-two kilometers, one hundred and fifty-three kilometers, this guy, now in this kind of road situation, are these three crazy people all dead? How dare you open it like this?

If this kind of road condition was the case, she would dare to drive to a speed of 160 kilometers at most, which is considered a high risk, but she didn't expect that Shen Kang should have had reservations, and easily ran to 162 kilometers, and what she didn't expect was that Zhang Yang actually got rid of three opponents after two big corners, and the speed of the car soared to 153.

Her face couldn't help but become worried, and she hurriedly dialed his car phone, but Zhang Yang turned off the phone directly.

"Soul light, you want me to worry about death." Josh pursed her lips and put her phone back in her pocket in a huff, tears almost falling from her eyes, she knew she would ignore this bullshit contest.

Staring ahead, on the dark winding mountain road, the beams of light that were flying and circling like meteors clenched their pink fists, and prayed silently in their hearts: Yangzi, Yangzi, you can't have an accident.

"After the third big corner, Mercedes is already about to start to go hand in hand with Shijue, oh my God, their speed has increased again, Koenigsegg 168 km, Sejue 158 km, Mercedes... One hundred and sixty-two..."

……

"Shen Shao, something is wrong, Mercedes-Benz is driving faster and faster, this soul is faint, he has never slowed down." Li Ma, who was driving a black Shijue, glanced sideways at the rear mirror, almost glared at the eyeballs, and yelled at the car hands-free, "It's outrageous, it's outrageous, Shen Shao, this guy is at least a professional-level competitor, if he also drives a good car, we'll be finished." ”

"What should I do?" Li Ma stretched out his hand and touched a cold sweat, it was less than half of the race, how could he, a professional racing driver, lose to a non-professional, and the car was more scum than his scum, which made him embarrassed.

"Hmph, what to do, start Plan A." In the on-board hands-free system, Shen Kang came with a cold voice.

"Understood." When Li Ma heard this, without saying a word, he drove the black Shijue and began to take the S-shaped route, deliberately stopping in front of Zhang Yang to prevent him from overtaking.

"Fight with me, it's still tender." Shen Kang glanced at the rear mirror of the car, and with Li Ma's block, at this time he opened the gap between himself and the second place to as many as ten seconds, and saw that he had entered the fourth big corner, and after this big S corner, it was the top of Guyun Peak.

Joshier, you wait for Lao Tzu, I will definitely let you surrender to my crotch tonight, hahahaha!

The more he thought about it, the more excited he became, and the more he thought about it, the more excited he became: Okay, let Lao Tzu break your Guyunfeng track speed record.

"Koenigsegg is speeding up again, and now the speed... Oh my God, it's already 175 kilometers, no, it's still accelerating, the second place, the second place is still Shijue, hey, why did the speed of Shijue and Mercedes Benz drop instead, now 150 kilometers... Ferrari and Lamborghini and Maserati have caught up, and now the situation is that Koenigsegg is far ahead, and the situation is too complicated with the difference between second and sixth. ”

At the bottom of the mountain, the announcer was shouting and screaming there, and on the mountain, as he said, the five cars of the second group had already fought together, with the black Shijue leading the way, and the silver-gray Mercedes-Benz following closely behind, but on the left side of Zhang Yang was Lin Kun, who was not fatal, and behind the Mercedes-Benz was Li Chuwen's Lamborghini, and Mo Yan was driving alongside the Lamborghini.

The Shijue in front of him began to play cheap tricks to prevent Zhang Yang from overtaking, while Lin Kun followed frantically while shouting at him on the left side of Zhang Yang's car.

"Silly x, don't forget, Joshiel is ours at night, hahahaha." Lin Kun tilted his head sideways, desperately **, "Don't worry, we will take turns to play her..."

"No wonder Xichen Jinglan doesn't want a scum like you." Zhang Yang glanced at him, stared at his face, which had become a little distorted and hideous from madness, and spat, "Since, in this way, I will send you to the west sky." ”

As he spoke, he slammed the steering wheel to the left, looking like he was going to squeeze Lin Kun off the cliff, and slammed into the front of his car.

"Paralyzed, are you crazy?" Lin Kun originally thought that Zhang Yang was just scaring him, but when he saw that the front of the Mercedes-Benz really turned sideways all of a sudden, the whole person was stupid, and now he was on the left side of Zhang Yang, the purpose was not to let Zhang Yang Shun use the left side to overtake, and now this guy actually crossed over desperately, he shrugged in an instant, and subconsciously stepped on the brakes.

"Brake pen, at such a fast speed, I think you will fly down the cliff directly..."

The silver-gray Mercedes-Benz almost pasted the red Ferrari from the left side, and the wheels pressed the yellow line on the left side of the road and pulled a black trajectory, directly leaving Lin Kun's Ferrari behind, as long as it moved slightly outward by twenty centimeters, it was the buffer wall of the cliff.

"Grass!" Lin Kun held the steering wheel with both hands, staring at Zhang Yang with a dead face, and the crotch of his pants felt wet, this madman.

"!!Shh

"Whew!"

When Lin Kun was still scolding his mother, the fourth big S bend in front of him, and there was a sharp scraping sound of tires rubbing against the slippery road, and then he saw that the silver-gray Mercedes-Benz had a standard big drift, directly exceeding the black Shijue in a parking space, with almost no stranding, and quickly rushed out and completed the overtaking.

"Damn!" Lin Kun closed his eyes speechlessly and slammed the steering wheel fiercely.

"Mercedes... Finish overtaking and now sit in second place... His speed... Uh, one hundred and seventy-five kilometers, is he crazy? It's the same as Koenigsegg in front? Wrong... One hundred and eighty kilometers, he... He... He's still accelerating, ah, is that true? There is something wrong with this GPS locator, I must be dazzled, one hundred and ninety kilometers, grass! One hundred and ninety-five... I'm about to catch up with Koenigsegg... Two hundred kilometers ... Two hundred and twenty kilometers ..."

"There are still three hundred meters to the top of Guyun Peak... Koenigsegg is still in the lead, now on the straight, and both cars are racing to two hundred and thirty kilometers ... At the end of the line, they had to complete a 360-degree turn around the peak, which they couldn't do at such a speed... Koenigsegg is already slowing down... Benz... I'm not mistaken, beyond Koenigsegg..."

"He's crazy, he can't turn around at this speed."

"Incredible... Oh, my God. ”

"Mercedes made a U-turn...", the commentator at the scene pulled his throat, almost howling in hysteria, "he succeeded, he was possessed by Schumacher... No, he is the embodiment of God... Too... It's amazing, grass! Grass! Grass! ”

He couldn't help but burst into a few foul words, and almost didn't drop the GPS locator to the ground.

Josh'er, who was watching from the sidelines, had been clenching his heart for a long time and finally fell at this moment, what competition, what first, it doesn't matter, the most important thing is that he must be safe!

Soul light, how can you do this? Don't care about my feelings at all, don't you know that I'm worried about death if you're so crazy? You are a second, I hate you!

"Whew... Whew..."Staring at the Koenigsegg that was speeding away in the rear mirror of the car, Zhang Yang's hands couldn't help but tremble slightly, grass! It's successful, it's crazy, it's like floating in the clouds just now, it's like some kind of **!!

It's crazy, it's crazy!

I was enjoying that wonderful and crazy moment, when suddenly, the sound of the system suddenly sounded.

"M-Class Mission Reminder..."