Flying Feather City, Tianmu Mountain.

"Why hasn't it arrived yet?"

"It's coming."

"I'm in a hurry."

"Who is the winner?"

"Zhao Chaoyang."

"Wind without a trace?"

"Who knows?"

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At the foot of Tianmu Mountain, everyone looked at the winding road in the distance, chatting on the side, talking about who was the winner of this game.

"Haha!" Zhao Chaoyang looked at the car in front of him, getting closer and closer to him, and laughed happily, "The next thing is to catch up with the other party, overtake in one fell swoop, win this game, and humiliate Feng Wuxian in person." Zhao Chaoyang thought of the picture of humiliating Feng Wuxian after he won the game, and he was in a good mood.

When Zhao Chaoyang was dreaming, the leading Feng Wuxian was not worried about being caught up by the car behind him, worried about being overtaken by the other party, according to his calculation in his heart, the distance between the two cars was still at a "safe distance." ”

This safety distance is a special noun on the racing car, which refers to the distance between the two cars in the race, the leading car and the trailing car, this distance will not be easily caught up by the other party, and the leader can also pull the distance between the two cars at any time, which is called "safety distance". ”

"There's no hurry." Feng Wuyun had a light expression, holding the steering wheel with both hands, and his eyes were full of seriousness, although his face was a flat expression, as if he didn't take the other party to heart, it could be seen from his eyes that he did not despise the opponent at all.

"Click" wind without a trace of the left foot on the brake, both hands quickly hit the direction, the body tilted, the angle of the front of the car is just right, the sound of "chirping" sounded, the tire and the ground rubbed violently, and the car a beautiful drift corner.

After the wind turned the corner without a trace, after a while, Zhao Chaoyang drove towards this corner at high speed, "Drift at high speed." Zhao Chaoyang had a confident expression on his face, quickly hit the direction, stepped on the brake with his feet between the accelerator, and the route of the car's drift was a little deformed, one step faster than the ordinary drift.

"It seems that this technique is not difficult." Zhao Chaoyang used this technique to pass a few corners and didn't find a problem, at this time he said confidently.

"Go on." After using this skill many times and finding that there was no problem, Zhao Chaoyang was bolder, and when he first used this skill, he had a cautious expression on his face, and instead of a relaxed face, he was talking to himself in the car.

"We're almost at the bottom of the mountain." Feng Wuxian drove the car in front, and estimated in his heart that it should be halfway up the mountain at this time, very close to the foot of the mountain.

"Acceleration" wind without a trace on the accelerator force, the car quickly ran down the hill, along the way encountered corners, drifting corners, can turn the steering, according to the track conditions with racing skills.

The speed of the car was fast, like a red flame in Tianmu Mountain in the dark night, because of the speed factor, it appeared and disappeared on the mountain, and people who didn't know thought it was a ghost fire, floating quickly in Tianmu Mountain.

"Watch me drift at high speed." Zhao Chaoyang saw that the accelerated wind was traceless and accelerated towards the front, and he didn't realize that the curve in front of him was not a simple curve, the angle of the curve was very tricky, and he recklessly used high-speed drifting, or half-hanging drifting, wasn't he afraid of accidents?

The angle of the corner ahead is very tricky, and the driver who is not confident in his racing skills in this corner will choose to use the steering corner, and only the driver who is confident in his racing skills and is very familiar with this corner will dare to use drift, and ordinary people dare not use drift easily.

"Chirp-" The sound of tires rubbing against the ground sounded, the body tilted, drifting towards the angle of entering the corner, but this drift, how the route was deformed, mixed with the slight sound of "stabbing", "Not good, out of control." Zhao Chaoyang drove the car and suddenly found that the car was out of control, and instead of drifting towards the prescribed route, it was offset, "Hurry!" At this time, he quickly hit the steering wheel in a panic, trying to save the out-of-control car, and the head of the car hit the guardrail with a "bang", "Head, it hurts." In the cab, Zhao Chaoyang leaned on the steering wheel with his head covered in blood, and then passed out.

He didn't know anything about the accident that happened to Zhao Chaoyang behind him, and quickly rushed down the mountain.

Flying Feather City, Tianmu Mountain.

"Haven't you arrived yet?"

"It should be soon."

"It's so boring!"

"I really want to drive the car for two laps on Tianmu Mountain."

"Look, there's lights."

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The crowd gathered at the foot of the mountain waited and chatted about when they would arrive, and at this moment, one of the people in the crowd pointed to the two lights that appeared on the mountain road and shouted.

"Who is it?"

"Don't know? It's too far away to see clearly. ”

"It's like a red race car"

"It's a red race car."

"It's the wind without a trace."

"The wind is traceless!!"

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Everyone stared at the two lights that appeared on the mountain road, and while discussing who it was, everyone's eyes did not shift, looking at the car.

The roar of the engine is getting closer and closer, and everyone is greeted by a fiery red, followed by a handsome red racing car, which is running quickly towards the finish line.

With a "bang" sound of the door closing, Feng Wuxian walked down from the car and came to Zhang Kai's side, "Not bad." Zhang Kai exclaimed.

Feng Wuxian chatted with him while waiting for Zhao Chaoyang's arrival, "What's the matter?" Feng Wuxian waited for a while and found that he hadn't arrived yet, it felt a little wrong, and according to the speed of the car, he should have arrived early.

"Why hasn't it arrived yet?"

"Of course, the speed of the car should have arrived early."

"Is something wrong?"

"Impossible."

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The people who were waiting at the bottom of the mountain were also impatient, according to the time, why hadn't they arrived yet? are all talking about it.

"No, something happened?" Wind Without a Trace felt wrong, and said.

"Go up the mountain." Listening to his words, Zhang Kai said.

After finishing speaking, he walked quickly towards his car, and Feng Wuxian also hurriedly walked towards his racing car, and after the two cars started, they quickly rushed towards the mountain, and the people at the bottom of the mountain saw this situation and realized that something was wrong, and the people with the car also drove towards the mountain.

"There was a car accident." The two cars drove quickly towards the mountain, and at a bend not far from the mountain, they saw a car, the front of the car hit the guardrail, and it was Zhao Chaoyang's racing car when they took a closer look, and the two stopped next to it and hurriedly opened the door and walked down, and quickly ran forward.

"The drift is out of control." Zhang Kai walked in and looked around, the ground was the tire distance friction, the irregular traces that appeared, and the angle of the front of the car hitting the guardrail was also caused by loss of control.

Zhang Kai took a look at the location where the car was hit, and then carefully looked at the situation in the car, and then carefully opened the car door, slowly unbuckled the seat belt, and took him out and put him on the ground.

"And gas." Zhang Kai put his finger on his nose, "There is no other injury to the body." "Carefully examined the body and there were no other injuries.

"I've already called, and the ambulance will be there in a minute." Feng Wuxian had already called an ambulance when he stepped forward to drive, and it was estimated that it would be there in a while.

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Flying Feather City, Hospital.

"What the hell is going on?" I saw a luxuriously decorated ward, Zhao Chaoyang was lying on the bed in the ward, and there were two people standing next to the bed, one of them was wearing a black suit, short hair, triangular eyes, looking at Zhao Chaoyang on the hospital bed with worried eyes, and asked in a calm tone, listening carefully to his tone and finding that there was anger hidden in the depths.

"That's right." Zhang Kai, who was next to him, carefully explained what happened.

"I see. Coach Zhang, you have also worked hard. Let's go down and rest first. The man in the suit said in a flat tone.

"Okay. If you need help, just say it. After Zhang Kai finished speaking, he walked outside.

"Son, when you are healed, my father will let you see the end of the wind without a trace." A cold male voice sounded in the ward, and the voice was so eerie.

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Today, there is something going on at work, and now it is enough to decide. I'm sorry!