Chapter Twenty-Three: Can You Have a Kiss, King?
"As we all know, the reason why Qipanshan has become the designated track for the top races in China Shipping is that it is famous for its unique steepness and high difficulty."
The narrator did not stop for a moment, and said in high spirits: "The track is five kilometers long, the first three kilometers are a 45-degree oblique T-shaped 90-degree bend, challenging the contestants to the body performance and speed of the grasp, the last two kilometers, is an endless S-shaped serpentine bend, there are nine bends and eighteen bends, the winding path leads to the heavenly palace, the test is not only the superb driving skills of the players, at the same time, but also the courage of the superior, a little careless, you may fall into the slope below, the car is destroyed and injured!" ”
With the commentator's impassioned speech and the audience's growing enthusiasm, the competition entered the second half.
During this period, three motorcycles accelerated too fast in the corner, fell to the slope below, the car was scrapped, and people were more or less injured, but fortunately no one was killed.
The first echelon of Tony Young, two retired professional drivers and Kawasaki H2R in front of them fought fiercely, and they had already left the cars behind them, let alone the taillights, and even the tail smell could not be smelled.
Han Xiaodie's only remaining hope disappeared completely as the race was about to reach the end.
"Look, entering the second consecutive corner, the four grandmasters have slowed down, and the Kawasaki H2R artist has the audacity to overtake in the corner, throwing off the other two pros in an attempt to compete with Tony Young for the top spot, and it seems that the championship will be between these two cars."
The narrator's emotions are becoming more and more surging, and the sound is clearly transmitted to the ears of every audience.
However, in the next second, there was a sudden ghostly sound of surprise in the microphone.
"Damn, what's that, why is there another car in the picture?"
"Oh my God, can anyone tell me where this Harley-Davidson came from?"
"He, he overtook him, he actually passed one of the pros and was fourth, and if I'm not mistaken, he didn't seem to accelerate the whole time, he didn't slow down, and he ran at a consistent pace until now? Oh my god, how did he do it! ”
The commentator's eyes widened and he was stunned, as the gold medal commentator of the underground car race, he had participated in no less than 300 large and small races, but not once, like this moment, shocked him more than hell.
This is the most challenging nine-curve and eighteen bends in China, even professional drivers dare not easily challenge the existence, and the driver of this Harley-Daley has actually run from the starting point to the present at a constant speed?
With Harley's performance, he is fully capable of being at the top of the straights at the start, excluding the disadvantages of the track, and not falling behind so much, the only possibility is that Harley's driver does not care about the initial position, he is competing with several other top competitors in a game mentality.
He is enjoying the pleasure and achievement of coming from behind, surpassing one car after another.
If this person is not a madman, then he has a mentality and self-confidence that far surpasses everyone else.
Who the hell is he?
The narrator couldn't help but ask, looking at the well-known drivers at home and abroad, he was like a treasure, but after watching for a long time, he didn't recognize who the man who was wearing a cheap vest, ripped jeans, and old shoes were white.
"I think the game is ...... from now on It's just the real beginning! The narrator's tone became calm for a moment, no, it was not calm, but a shock and freezing from the soul.
"Oh yes, see, that's my brother-in-law, he's just starting to overtake now, I'll wait to see my brother-in-law's sexy buttocks, that's a mockery of your disdain!" Han Xiaodie cheered and mocked Jiang Manxin.
Jiang Manxin frowned, unexpectedly, and at the same time, he also deepened his interest in Li Huaifeng's identity and background.
At this moment, the race entered the most intense final stage, with 500 meters left before the finish line.
The most difficult five hundred meters, nine serpentine turns, the slightest carelessness, will fall into the cliff.
Li Huaifeng's speed has never changed, and when other drivers need to slow down in the corner, he uses the recoil force of the mountain wall on the side to step on the surface, and at a subtle angle that is difficult to distinguish with the naked eye, he is in danger again and again, avoiding a collision that can be called a desperate road.
He shot forward at a constant pace, narrowing the gap between him and the two in front of him.
He enjoyed, reminisced, and his thoughts seemed to go back to the old days, the years of friendship with those good brothers who were racing at midnight.
It's just that those brothers are no longer there, and there is only the opponent he wants to challenge.
Buzzing, the last three hundred meters are in sight, and three of the most thrilling turns appear.
Li Huaifeng finally moved, twisted the throttle for the first time, and accelerated forward.
He leaned against the edge of the cliff, leaned on the cliff and the mountain, and in a desperate way, he kept speeding up and overtaking in the gap between the limit and death.
Just like his past experience, life and death are swords, iron courage is guns, and he kills a world of his own.
At this moment, he is no longer Li Huaifeng, but the blade of the country who once served in the 128 Special Brigade, the King of Iron Blood, and the Dragon Thorn of Death who wanders in Africa, Europe and the United States, where all disasters occur and ominous places.
The driver of the Kawasaki H2R managed to overtake Tony Young at the penultimate corner to take the lead, and he thought that this was a very challenging race, but he still won the championship easily, and he did not fail in his mission.
However, at this moment, he suddenly felt a strong wind coming behind him, and Harley-Davis, who had not paid attention to it, flew mercilessly past him at a tricky angle almost close to the ground.
For the second time in his life, he panicked and subconsciously increased the throttle, even if the body was trembling, to get rid of his control, but in order to win, he had to do this, and even said, this championship is already in his bag, how can this accident happen?
However, the driver of the Harley, like a streamer in the night wind, did not squint, his sharp eyes shot straight ahead, and he did not even have the desire to look at him, as if his existence was just a foil on his way to winning the championship.
His speed is too fast, relying on the terrain, relying on the angle, relying on perfect inertia, flicking the tail and drifting, this is a flawless skill, no, to be precise, this man's level has surpassed the ordinary sense of skill, he exudes a kind of depth and philosophy in his bones that he cannot read.
The man didn't have time to think about what that feeling was, so he made a desperate gamble and turned the front of the car around, trying to run into the man, and brutally squeezed him to the bottom of the cliff.
At this moment, the front of the opponent's car was one step faster than his own, and he took the lead in twisting a forty-five-degree angle and slamming into himself.
Immediately afterwards, the opponent slammed one foot on the ground, and the strong inertia made a 180-degree turn in the Harley's body.
Click, click, metal rubbed against the side of the mountain wall, bursting out with dazzling sparks.
The inertia of the impact slows down the man's car, but makes the opponent faster.
In the end, Harley drifted sideways, using an almost insane, but infinitely windy attitude, and crashed through the finish line, and no one was convinced.
"Oh, win, brother-in-law won, long live brother-in-law!"
Everyone was stunned, only Han Xiaodie cheered.
She didn't know what words to use to describe her mood at the moment.
In short, drag cool and blow up the sky!
Brother-in-law is the best!
Brother-in-law is the strongest!
"See, that's my brother-in-law, the one who won the championship! Little vixen, fight me? Your skills are not enough! Han Xiaodie's chest straightened, shook her fingers, and threw a taunt from the victor at Jiang Manxin, who was in shock on the side.
"A cigarette after the event is better than a living immortal!"
At the finish line, Brother Feng played a cigarette at random, without the arrogance of the king, some were just for the upcoming 300,000 prize money, which was very common.
Of course, the sexy girl's Kawasaki H2R is also about to be included in the bag, and when it is sold, it is a huge amount of money, and it is really profitable today!
Under the stunned and even somewhat adoring gaze of several other contestants, Li Huaifeng started the car and returned to the foot of the mountain.
Han Xiaodie saw that his combat effectiveness was off the charts, and his brave brother-in-law, who had amazing driving skills, returned, like a rampaging rabbit with chicken blood, and rushed over.
threw himself into his brother-in-law's arms and said excitedly: "Brother-in-law, you are so handsome that you are scum, what do you want to do most after winning the championship?" ”
Han Xiaodie's green face had already been pasted, ready to receive the king's kiss, and even secretly took out her mobile phone and took a perfect selfie at a 45-degree angle, and sent it to the circle of friends to show off after a while.
"That...... Who will claim the prize for the first place? I didn't have a bank card, it's better to give cash! ”
Li Huaifeng looked into the distance, looking for the staff in the arena, and all aspects were taken care of, but there was no mood of taking a photo with his sister-in-law in his arms.