Chapter 68 Drag Racing
Turn on the lights and a gray sports car unfolds. The incomparably smooth and dazzling assembly line, which represents good luck, and the gray Prancing Horse logo commemorating an excellent pilot in World War I. Ferrari β the spoilt of sports cars.
The performance at the NΓΌrburgring is much better than that of Lamborghini, a rival of the Italian sports car manufacturer. Its excellent quality and scarce quantity always make the world proud to get it.
Zheng Feilong recognized at a glance that this was the best 458 among the Ferrari V8 entry-level sports cars. It accelerates to 100 km/h in just 3.4 seconds and reaches a top speed of 325 km/h. Although compared to some top-of-the-line sports cars, there is still a certain gap. But as an entry-level sports car, it is definitely the best.
"I bought this car for more than half a year, ran five races, and lost three times. This broken record is simply miserable. Tang Wan'er said angrily: "If it weren't for the difficulty of ordering the car, it would have been thrown into the river a long time ago." Now that the 599GTB has arrived, this car is no longer needed, so I'll give it to you. β
Zheng Feilong said secretly, this girl is really a loser. Four or five million sports cars, because they lost the race, were thrown into the river. But that's fine, it's cheaper for yourself. Although he knew that Tang Wan'er had a purpose, Zheng Feilong still accepted it.
Now he is a poor dick, let alone a sports car. Even if it's an ordinary scooter, you can't afford it. You can't take the bus or borrow Zhang Yuyao's car wherever you go in the future.
Gently stroke the hood of the car with your hand, as gently as you caressed the delicate body of a beautiful woman. Zheng Feilong smiled leisurely: "The engine of the 599 is 12 cylinders, although the acceleration of 100 kilometers is 3.7 seconds, but the comprehensive performance is much stronger than this one." For the racers, of course, it is even more advantageous. β
"It seems that you know a lot about cars, what about drag racing skills? Do you want to run with me? If you win, I'll give you another Ferrari. Tang Wan'er was obviously obsessed with racing, and when she heard that Zheng Feilong also knew how to drive, she immediately came to her senses.
If it were usual, Zheng Feilong might play with her. But not today, there are still tasks to be done. Shaking his head and laughing, "I'm just interested in cars." The technique is very ordinary, and compared to your profession, it must be looking for abuse. You'd better find an opponent worthy of you. β
"I do have an opponent." Tang Wan'er sighed: "That guy has been better than me since he was a child, and he is still better than me when he grows up." She didn't practice much, and after only a few months of playing, she completely surpassed me. I lost eight times out of ten, and now I compare with him, but he doesn't agree. But the average opponent is too boring. Recently, a very bullish person appeared in Jiangcheng, driving a Porsche 911, and actually dumped the Ferrari F12. In the end, the Ferrari was crashed. β
Speaking of this, he showed a fascinated expression: "I really want to find the one who drives a Porsche to play with two." But that man is too mysterious, and one of my best friends knows about him, but she won't tell me. Got in touch with me, and the guy promised me that he would play with me. But the time has not been set, and I don't know when it will be compared. β
"When no one compares, practice more skills!" Zheng Feilong comforted her: "As the saying goes, 'One minute on stage, ten years off the stage.'" Only by continuous hard training can we reach a higher level. Congenital deficiencies can be compensated for with acquired diligence. β
"It's weird!" Tang Wan'er retorted: "No matter what you do, you rely on talent. If the talent is not good, even if you work a hundred times harder the day after tomorrow, a thousand times is useless. Otherwise, dogs can climb trees, rats can eat cats, and people can't be the spirits of all things. β
Zheng Feilong wanted to refute, but he couldn't find anything to refute. In fact, it is. Some people are taller than you, more handsome than you, richer than you, and more successful than you in what they do. No matter how hard you try, it's hard to match. Such people are commonly known as other people's children.
However, for Zheng Feilong, such a person does not seem to exist. As long as he wants to surpass, there are few that cannot be surpassed. For many people, Zheng Feilong is the child of someone else's family.
"That can only be said that talent is important, and hard work is also important." Zheng Feilong smiled: "Put this car here first, I'll come back and get it." In the future, when I have time, I will invite you to dinner and express my gratitude. β
"You're fine now, why don't you open it now? Let's take a walk and I'll take a look. Tang Wan'er took out the key from her handbag and threw it to Zheng Feilong: "If your car skills are too bad, I would rather throw this car into the river than give it to you, so as not to insult the car." β
Zheng Feilong smiled and didn't speak. sent a text message to Li Shishi and said hello. Since Li Shishi did not contact herself, it means that the target did not appear. Maybe because Zhang Yuexiang made such a fuss, it should have appeared, and it won't appear now.
Carrying Tang Wan'er, he drove to Beicheng District. Although it is desolate over there, there are many mountains, and it is much more interesting to take the girl to enjoy the scenery than those factories in the park. And if you do something, it's also convenient...... Some dirty thoughts that are inappropriate for children have appeared in the mind of a certain goods.
When she was in the downtown area, Tang Wan'er asked Zheng Feilong to speed up several times, but she was refused. made Tang Wan'er angry for a while, and wanted to drive Zheng Feilong out of the car several times.
But as soon as he got out of the downtown area, Zheng Feilong suddenly accelerated, and Tang Wan'er couldn't stand it anymore. Looking at the watch under the steering wheel, he shouted: "You're crazy, the speed is actually two hundred and four, you're going to die, you know?" β
Zheng Feilong was depressed, for people who are racing cars, two hundred and four, this is the speed of entry. The normal speed will only be fast and not slow, how can Tang Wan'er have such a big reaction.
When Zheng Feilong slowed down, Tang Wan'er explained. It turned out that she usually races at a speed limit, at most one hundred and eighteen, and exceeding this speed is considered a violation, and it is automatically counted as a loss.
When Zheng Feilong heard this, he almost didn't go out of the window. Feelings for others are jealous of her identity, just playing with her, and they haven't really run away at all. It would also explain why the man who had won her eight times out of ten times was reluctant to play against her. In the case of the speed limit, she lost so badly, and her skills needless to say.
At this time, a camouflage Aston Martin V12 suddenly rushed out from behind. The lights are flashing, and it obviously has the meaning of drag racing. Although Tang Wan'er's drag racing skills are not good, she still knows a lot about this kind of drag racing.
She's a hot-headed person at the thought of drag racing. At this time, regardless of the fear and worry just now, he urged Zheng Feilong to say: "Look at that crazy girl, kill him." β
Zheng Feilong rolled his eyes, and said in his heart, you are so tough, you want to kill people. How many times do you have to do that! But brother likes you like this, the more intense the better.
Tang Wan'er didn't know the dirty thoughts in Zheng Feilong's heart, and she still kept urging.
Zheng Feilong said in his heart, drag racing won't take long. Beicheng District is more desolate than the park, and there are basically no cars on the road at night. Since the other party wants to play, let's play it. Turn on the lights now and accept the challenge.
The other party saw Zheng Feilong accept the challenge, added the throttle, and rushed forward quickly. Zheng Feilong is not in a hurry, he is confident that even if he doesn't have driving skills, it is not a problem to outperform his opponents.
It is also an eight-cylinder entry-level sports car. At 100 km/h, the Aston Martin V12 is one second behind the Ferrari 458 and has a much worse peak speed. As long as the technique is not too bad, Ferrari can match Aston Martin no matter how it runs.
At that moment, Tang Wan'er was prompted to fasten her seat belt, and when Aston Martin had exceeded more than 500 meters, the accelerator OnePlus chased out. Since acceleration takes time, by the time Ferrari's speed was added, Aston Martin threw more than 100 metres.
"How did you run, you're going to lose." Tang Wan'er said urgently.
"You can't lose." Zheng Feilong smiled confidently.
At this time, a three-way intersection was encountered. Aston Martin apparently hesitated and slowed down considerably. After two or three seconds, turn to the right. Zheng Feilong never stopped, and reached the corner. In Tang Wan'er's exclamation, a beautiful drift turned the intersection and accelerated again.
Just this one turn pulled more than 200 meters. And with the increase in speed, Ferrari's performance is manifested. The distance between the two cars is slowly approaching.
This road leads to Haicheng to the east. It is a wide highway, and in terms of speed, there is absolutely no problem in driving to three hundred. The last time Qin Hao sent someone to chase after him, it was on this road. Only this time, it was to the west, in the direction of the city. This time it was to the east, and it was still at night, and it was even more unscrupulous.
Aston Martin probably saw the difference between the car's performance, and knew that although he would not lose in a short period of time, it was only a matter of time before he was caught up.
So when I came across a four-way intersection, I made a sharp turn and headed north. Zheng Feilong saw him heading north, sneered, and walked directly through the grass in the middle of the road.
On grass, there is a lot of resistance, and the speed is greatly affected, but the distance is much shorter. This interspersed and rushed directly to the front of Aston Martin.
Looking at Ferrari farther and farther away, Aston Martin slowed down. The young man sitting in the cab had a cold glint in his eyes. And sitting next to him was Yang Wei, who was slapped by Tang Wan'er.
"Brother Feng, I'm right. Cousin, she fell in love with that little white face. Yang Wei saw that the young man's eyes turned cold, and he seized the opportunity to fan the flames.
Luo Feng didn't speak, opened the car window, took out a gold cup crown from his pocket and pointed it. He liked the South Vietnamese goods, and the tobacco produced there was very light, just as the girls there looked down on the festival.
Luo Feng is the first general under Tang Yunfei, but he has always developed a foreign career. Smuggling, smuggling and other things are all in his sole responsibility. The drugs circulating in Jiangcheng are basically provided by him.
Because of his cautious actions, his methods are very ruthless. Not only did Tang Yunfei value him very much, but when the people on the road saw him, no matter how strong the person was, he had to give some face. Although Yang Wei is Tang Yunfei's nephew, he has to be polite when talking to him.
The faint smell of tobacco wafts away in the wind. The white moonlight shone on his face, white like a ghost floating out of hell. After a while, he turned his face to look at Yang Wei, and a hint of sarcastic ridicule crossed the corner of his mouth. TOOK OUT AN IPAD FROM THE CAR'S FILE STORAGE BOX, SLID IT TWICE AND HANDED IT TO YANG WEI.
YANG WEI GLANCED AT LUO FENG STRANGELY AND TOOK THE IPAD. After just one glance, Yang Wei's breathing became short. I LOOKED DOWN AND DIDN'T SEE HALF OF IT, SO I THREW THE IPAD, OPENED THE CAR DOOR, AND THREW UP WILDLY.