Chapter 832: Racing (2)
The roar of the huge engine "boom boom" sounded on the clubhouse's Huanshan Road, and a silver-white BMW Z4 sports car drifted around the "S" curve of Huanshan Road at a speed of more than 100 kilometers per hour. Immediately behind this white BMW Z4 is a bright silver Bugatti Veyron, although the two cars are less than two parking spaces apart, but for the entire race with only two laps and less than 11KM of mileage, half a parking space can completely determine the winner.
Zixi sat in Bugatti, staring intently at the front of the car, listening to the not-so-clear hints given by Lin Zhizhi next to him, carefully observing and analyzing the braking time of which BMW Z4 in front of him when turning, Zixi's speed was already slowly increasing. From being two spaces behind at the beginning, to now one and a half spaces behind when a lap is almost completed.
The two people sitting in the sports car, Zixi and Nabida, were nervous, and the people watching in the clubhouse were equally nervous. No matter what they think in their hearts and who they support, when it comes to racing cars with such a high stakes, many people have seen it for the first time, especially the models and TV station anchors who were invited by Chairman Yoo Sung-jin.
Li Zhiyou looked at the flashing headlights on the mountain road from afar, and said to himself worriedly: "What should I do?" It seems that Zixi is lagging behind, will he not be able to catch up. ”
Quan Wanzhi was also worried, but his confidence in Zixi was obviously more than others, and after listening to Li Zhiyou's words, he said with confidence: "Don't worry, Brother Zixi usually doesn't have any hobbies, except for liking to collect sports cars and wine, he has more than a dozen sports cars at home, and he likes to drive on the highway when there is nothing to do." The last time I went to France to shoot an advertisement, it is said that I also filmed a few laps at the Manicus F1 circuit in France, and even some professional racing drivers said that as long as they have been systematically trained, they can directly participate in Formula 3. Moreover, the Bugatti driven by Zixi has been modified by the original factory, and the cost of modification is more expensive than the original car, and the vehicle definitely surpasses the BMW Z4 of Nabida a lot in terms of performance. Combining skills and vehicle performance, Brother Zixi will win this competition. ”
"Really?" Li Zhiyou is still a little worried.
At this time, the BMW Z4 had already completed the first lap and returned to the starting point, followed by Zixi, who is now about one parking space behind. Zixi was very satisfied with this distance, but the people watching the event didn't think so, and he was one parking space behind in one lap, with Nabida's familiarity with this ring mountain road, so even if Zixi's car was better than Nabida, he might not be able to catch up. Some of the businessmen who were close to Nabida were already smiling, and the foreign investors who had been invited were pointing at the two sports cars that had just sped by.
Zixi has mastered the basic road conditions, and this ring mountain road is said to be based on the track design of F1, as far as Zixi is concerned, it is completely. Not to mention that the road surface is just a simple cement road, and the biting ability of the tires is very insufficient, so it cannot give full play to the performance of the sports car at all. Coupled with the fact that there are rocks all around, a drift is likely to cause the sports car to fly out of the lane because of the occasional sand and gravel on the cement road.
In addition, there are many tall trees planted on both sides of the ring road, which seriously affects the driver's vision. The most annoying thing for Zixi is the design of the street lights on the mountain road, which uses ordinary white light incandescent lamps, but ignores that this white light is not only dazzling, but also irritates and blurs the driver's eyes.
But now it is impossible to stop the game and let the clubhouse make changes, let alone let Nabida replay on a certain day, the only thing Zixi can do is to do her best to complete the game.
"Sit tight." Zixi had already ignored Lin Zhizhi's reaction at all, his eyes were sharp, his right hand was quickly in gear, and the steering wheel was hit to the left, ready to overtake in the outer lane.
Seeing a Bugatti changing lanes from the rearview mirror, how could Nabida allow himself to overtake? He knew very well that Bugatti was not his BMW Z4 at all, and he relied on his familiarity with this ring mountain road, as well as the advantage of temporarily taking the lead, and did everything possible to prevent Zixi from overtaking.
The loud sound of "squeaking" tires rubbing against the road surface can even be heard clearly by the people in the clubhouse, even if it is cold in early spring, it can't cool down the tires that are spinning at high speed, and the pungent smell of burning with the car rises into the sky along the white smoke. The competition between Zixi and Nabida has entered the white-hot stage, and if Zixi can't overtake in the "S" shaped corners and big curve corners, it will be even more difficult to overtake in the hairpin bends and downhill straight lines.
Bugatti is like a drunk drunk swaying from side to side, and the BMW Z4 in front of it is also swinging, doing everything possible to prevent Bugatti from overtaking.
There are less than 500 meters ahead of the "S" curve, and only by grabbing the inner lane can there be enough space to overtake, but now Nabida is tightly occupied, and it is impossible to let Zixi overtake it at all. If you enter the outer lane, then the speed must be reduced, otherwise even if you don't install the BMW Z4 in front, Zixi will fly out of the lane because of the speed too fast.
"Chance!" With a quick swing, taking advantage of Nabida's lack of time to take the steering wheel, Bugatti successfully inserted into the inner lane, leaving only half a parking space away from the BMW Z4.
"I'm not going to let you outdo me." Nabida's eyes flashed with madness, and he also slammed the steering wheel to the right.
With a "bang", the right rear of the BMW Z4 hit the front left of Bugatti. The BMW Z4 has a large recess in the back, and the Bugatti is not much better, not only the rearview mirror on the driver's side is gone, but the fierce friction also makes the originally glamorous body grind out a series of tooth-sore traces.
"Bastard!" Seeing that Nabida became so crazy in order to win herself, and disregarded safety at all, Zixi was also angry, "Since you want to play, I'll go crazy with you once." ”
"Ah......h
What is a supercar called? What kind of sports car can race a fighter on the straight? What kind of sports car, even without any modifications, can still run at high speeds of 430 km/h? Bugatti was able to do that.
Zixi's thoughts were blank because of Nabida's crash, and all that was left in his mind was to win, to surpass Nabida, and make him kneel in front of him and admit his mistake. When people are extremely excited or angry, they often don't think about the consequences.
"Squeak" simply ignores the drift of the BMW Z4, and Bugatti also tells the "S" to make the same drift turn in the outer lane at the last corner of the "S" corner, not only does not reduce the speed, but also takes advantage of the gap between the slight deceleration of the BMW Z4 at this time, and closes the BMW Z4.
When the two sports cars were the same, Zixi and Nabida couldn't help but glance at each other's cars, although the speed was too fast, they couldn't see each other clearly. But they all seemed to see each other's faces congested with excitement, and saw the persistence of not admitting defeat flashing in each other's eyes.
"Ahh Give me more than that. The steering wheel trembled violently, Zixi grabbed it tightly, and pulled it hard to the right. Bugatti's piston brake calipers are powerful, and the raised rear wing increases downforce and allows Bugatti to stay close to the ground. With the right front wheel as the fulcrum, the entire Bugatti is like a circle with a 90-degree angle.
Seeing the front of Bugatti surpassing the front of the BMW Z4 little by little, Zixi seems to have seen an opportunity to turn defeat into victory. Stepping on the accelerator again, Bugatti was like a wild horse, and after turning out of the corner, he smoothly overtook the BMW Z4.
"I'm not going to lose." Nabida's eyes were bloodshot and terrifying. With a bite of the teeth, the accelerator was stepped on to the end, and the BMW Z4 could not climb to the top speed after the Bugatti just drifted and turned, and crashed into the rear of the car.
"Boom" collided fiercely again, and the entire front of the BMW Z4 crashed into the back of the Bugatti because of a speed of more than 100 kilometers per hour, not only the front cover of the car was warped, but also the front tire burst at the same time. The BMW Z4, which had lost its tires, blew sparks on the road, and the crazy Nabida simply couldn't control the runaway sports car.
In Nabida's frightened screams, the BMW Z4 crashed into a big tree with a thick bowl on the side of the road. Trees have been broken, the front lid has been cocked, the engine is smoking, the water tank is leaking, one wheel has flown off, the windshield has cracked into a spider web, and half of the front of the BMW Z4 is in tatters.
Bugatti's situation was not much better, although the car did not lose control and did not hit a tree on the side of the road, Bugatti swayed back and forth on the lane like a drunk man many times before stabilizing, and Zixi had to reduce his speed. It turned out to be a cool Bugatti, and the streamlined rear of the car had a large area of depression, which became distinct. All four brake lights burst, half of the license plates flew away, and even the "EB" logo, which stands for Bugatti's prestige, was nowhere to be found.
Zixi glanced at the BMW Z4 from the rearview mirror and vaguely saw Nabida climbing out of the cabin, and Zixi breathed a sigh of relief. He doesn't like Nabida and doesn't like him, he can beat him, even beat and humiliate him, but it doesn't mean that he wants Nabida to die. If Nabida really died in the car with Zixi, then it means that the Feng family will die with Nabida's family. At that time, no matter which side wins or loses, it will be a test for FS Group. And President Lee Myung-bak, who has always wanted to weaken the economic and political influence of the FS Group on South Korea, will definitely run out and join in the fun.
The collision between the BMW and the Bugatti, although the people in the clubhouse did not see it, it was still clear what was happening through the ubiquitous monitors on the road. The club immediately dispatched personnel to the scene for rescue, and also urgently notified the hospital to prepare. Now the president of the club is already praying that Nabida will not die with him, or he will suffer with him.
Bugatti slowly returned to the starting point, and Quan Wanzhi and Li Zhiyou both ran over. Seeing Zixi who opened the car door and got out of the car, Quan Wanzhi breathed a sigh of relief. Zixi had a bruise on her forehead, her face was a little pale, and she didn't look serious.
On the contrary, Lin Zhizhi, who was sitting in the passenger seat, had a bruise on the right side of his face because he hit the car window, and his right hand was also sprained because he grabbed the handlebar, and his knees on both sides also had different degrees of bruises. After the car stopped, he howled and cried, his beautiful little face was raining, and his full chest was even more intense. His hands and feet kept trembling, and he couldn't even release the seat belt by himself, and he could only walk with the help of Li Zhiyou and Li Xiujing when he got out of the car.
"Brother Zixi! You're all right, are you? After Quan Wanzhi checked Zixi, his eyes couldn't help but look in the direction where the accident had occurred.
"I'm fine." Zixi let go of his hands and feet, turned his neck, and found that except for a slight strain on his hands due to the collision on his forehead, he didn't even lose a single hair.
Needless to say now, Zixi is the winner of this race. Nabida's accident was purely his own fault, and he didn't blame anyone at all.
The clubhouse vehicle quickly picked up Nabida, and he sat in the back seat in a dejected state, his face scratched by broken glass, one eye bruised, and the bleeding from his nose had stopped, but there were still obvious marks.
After the medical staff of the club conducted a temporary examination, Nabida's skin injuries were all skin injuries, and a simple bandaging was fine. It's just that which BMW Z4 is a little miserable, and it can be sent directly to the scrap yard for subdivision.