The top of Akina Mountain, on both sides of the track

Almost every few steps, a few racing enthusiasts are watching.

But at this time, on the right side of the track, there was a crowd of more than twenty people.

Here, on both sides of the entire mountain road, the largest number of racing enthusiasts.

Everything, just because, in the middle of the crowd, there was a man.

His name is Jiang Song

It is the original autumn name mountain bike god.

It's just that after Wang Sicong returned to China, he lost to Wang Sicong, and finally took the initiative to take a back seat and no longer raced.

However, his professional vision and experience still make many racing enthusiasts admire him.

In addition, Wang Sicong is still the son of the richest man in China in the final analysis.

Usually the time for racing is limited, and even if he comes to racing, ordinary enthusiasts, forced by his aura, do not dare to take the initiative to talk to him.

It's Jiang Song, although he took the initiative to quit, he still often comes to the club to guide some newcomers.

His popularity, not only did not decline because he retired from racing, but on the contrary, it continued to rise.

Jiang Song himself was also full of astonishment.

Tonight, he heard that Wang Sicong had a gambling race, and he happened to be in the club to teach some beginner skills.

Let's take a look.

"Our autumn name mountain bike god is here, at the beginning, I just lost him. To be honest, the strength of the smart gods is very strong. ”

Seeing Wang Sicong driving a white Maserati into the arena, Jiang Song sighed.

The surrounding audience also felt sorry for him.

But the countdown to the game began.

Bikini riders standing in front of two black and white cars raise the flag in their hands.

Jiang Song and the others also held their breath and quieted down.

When the rider counts down to 5, 4, 3...... 1 time.

Everyone's eyes and attention were all on the two cars.

With a buzzing sound, two sports cars, one white and one black, rushed out.

But Jiang Song's face changed suddenly.

"Not good, not good...... He was too arrogant. ”

Jiang Song's face was full of astonishment.

The more than twenty racing enthusiasts around noticed Jiang Song's expression and what he said to himself.

One by one, they showed doubts.

"Brother Song, what's wrong?"

"Coach Jiang, what's wrong?"

"Brother Song, what's wrong? Satoshi, what's wrong with him? ”

Around, one by one the audience hurriedly asked.

"He's so arrogant, I didn't pay attention to it before, and I just heard the sound of the smart start. Only then did I realize that something was wrong. He didn't use the special race car. But his opponent was a car that was obviously specially modified for the competition.

Arrogant, too arrogant. ”

Jiang Song's face was puzzled and puzzled.

As far as Wang Sicong knew him, he had never been such an arrogant person.

He didn't know what happened to Wang Sicong today, he would make such a low-level mistake.

The lion fights the rabbit, and also uses all his strength.

And the other party is not necessarily a rabbit.

"Ah, isn't he going to lose?"

"No, such a low-level mistake, why is Congshen so inattentive."

"Could it be that the opponent is too vegetable? Hey"

There was a look of worry in the voices of the audience.

"It's not necessarily necessary to lose, fortunately he chose Akinayama, if it was another track, Congshen would lose 100% tonight.

You see......"

Jiang Song said as he pointed to the big screen behind him.

On that big screen, the whole track was broadcast in time.

At this time, on the big screen, the black and white sports cars that started at the same time, at this time, there was already a significant gap.

As a professional black modified car, he was clearly more than two cars ahead of the white sports car at this time.

"God, it's only been less than 30 seconds, and there are two parking spaces missing, isn't Congshen going to end?"

A spectator asked.

"This is the disparity in the performance of the car's hardware. That's why I say, "I'm arrogant." ”

Jiang Song sighed.

"No, isn't that a loss?"

"God, Satoshi is the car god of our Akinayama, this is the home field, if you lose to an outsider, it will be too embarrassing for us in the Kyoto racing world."

There was a hint of commotion from the crowd.

The surrounding audience noticed the commotion here and gathered around in confusion.

Not long after, Jiang Song was surrounded by more than 50 people.

"I just said that if it weren't for Akinayama Mountain, then Satoshi wouldn't have to compare, but here, it's Akina Mountain, which is known as the devil's bend. The gap in the hardware performance of the car has been narrowed infinitely.

As long as the back is able to stably exert his ability to drift through corners, the winning side is still very big. ”

Jiang Song concluded.

"God, Brother Song, next time you can finish your words at one time, it will scare us to death. I thought I was going to lose. ”

The audience said happily.

But everyone said so.

But in the hearts of Jiang Song and all the audience, there was a hint of foreboding.

They feel that after returning to China, Wang Sicong has not tasted a hundred. His first defeat may be about to happen.

At this time, on the big screen, the two cars finally came to the first corner.

Everyone held their breath.

Whether it is life or death depends on this curve.

They kept praying for Wang Sicong in their hearts.

Pray that black sports car racer is a novice.

is a person who does not drift at all.

But they were doomed to disappointment.

On the big screen, the black modified car drifts, accompanied by the sound of tires rubbing against the ground.

A perfect drift appears on the big screen.

Everyone froze.

Even on the big screen, Wang Sicong's white Maserati showed a hint of sluggishness and missed the best time to enter the corner.

With the first bend passing.

The two cars not only did not close the distance, but got farther and farther apart.

"This ...... Brother Jiang, how do I feel, this person's drift technique seems to be a little better than that of Congshen. ”

"I also feel that although I don't understand it very well, I feel that his drift speed and the timing of his entry into the corner seem to be better than that of Congshen."

The audience asked Jiang Song a question.

But they didn't wait for Jiang Song's answer.

They turned their heads and looked at Jiang Song.

only to find that at this time, Jiang Song's relaxed face had completely disappeared.

At this time, his face was solemn.

"Brother Jiang, what's wrong with you? Brother Jiang......"

Beside him, a girl in a hot dress patted Jiang Song.

"Ah...... It's okay, this time, the smart god is in danger. You can't see the true strength of the other party in a random corner, but you can be sure that the other party is not a rookie.

And...... I always feel that that guy's drifting technique gives me a familiar feeling. Like, where have you seen. ”

Jiang Song's face was solemn.

Although he felt familiar, he couldn't remember where he had seen it.

However, he knows that he has always only watched the videos of those racing drivers who are better than himself.

What can make him familiar is definitely a racing driver at the same level as Wang Sicong.

He didn't say that to the audience.

He knew that there was not much confidence in everyone's hearts in Congshen. It would be cruel to shatter their last bit of hope.

……

At this time, the white Maseratiri

Wang Sicong's face was even more solemn than Jiang Song, and it was mixed with anger and doubt.

He wondered when Wang Situ's racing skills were trained, and he didn't know at all.

He had been following the black sports car just now, and he could see it better than the others.

Wang Situ's technology is completely professional.

Moreover, even at the professional level, it is a top-notch existence.

This one, he knew he had lost.

As soon as the connoisseur makes a move, there is only nothing.

But he is unwilling, unwilling to be the most proud of his field, which is actually inferior to Wang Situ.

At this point, his mentality had exploded.

In the following tracks, the black and white cars are getting farther and farther apart.

Everyone thought that this time, it would be a competition for Wang Sicong to bully children.

Unexpectedly, the result was so unexpected.

Five minutes later

The black sports car, as expected, appeared first at the finish line.

For the first time, the black car won.

Another ten seconds later, Wang Sicong's white Maserati arrived late and reached the finish line.

With a decadent and unwilling face, he opened the car door and came to the black car plate.

In his heart, he never believed that Wang Situ was even better than him in racing.

When he walked to the front of the black car and was about to ask Wang Situ about the doubts in his heart,

Suddenly, he was stunned at the front of the black car.

His decadent face instantly turned into anger.

"Wang Situ, you are despicable."

(End of chapter)