Chapter 697: Race to the Death

Xiang Nan wanted to resist, but he couldn't resist at all, and after being pushed into the co-pilot, he raised his head and happened to see Xiang Yang sitting in the cab, his face was bloodless at this time.

"Xiaoyang, how are you? Did they do anything to you? Xiang Nan hurriedly asked.

Xiang Yang pinched the steering wheel with both hands and looked at Xiang Nan, "Brother, I'm sorry, I'm the one who caused you." ”

Xiang Nan's eyes were red, and when he was about to speak, he heard the door lock clang, and he hurriedly pushed the door with his hand, but the door was locked and could not be opened.

"Brother, it's useless, this car is a specially modified artificial intelligence car, except for the owner's instructions, this lock can't be opened." Xiang Yang smiled bitterly.

"What are they trying to do?" Xiang Nan's throat tightened, and he asked through gritted teeth.

Xiang Yang looked at the front of the car, and said with some despair and numbness: "They want us to experience what it is to race against death." ”

Xiang Nan's eyes widened.

At this time, the car had started automatically, and it was speeding towards the bay shore at high speed.

Even though Xiang Yang was holding the steering wheel, he could only control the direction of the car, and the brakes under his feet were out of order.

There are many bends in this section of the Wan'an Expressway, and there is no technical level, so it is very likely to break out of the guardrail, fall directly into the cliff or rush into the river and sea.

What's more, the brakes of their car are still out of order, so it is called a race to death.

When heading south through the first corner, the speed of the car did not slow, and the feeling that the car was almost about to break out of the guardrail and crash almost made him suffer a cardiac arrest.

Never felt so close to death.

The two brothers turned pale.

And there are still nine corners ahead of them.

And here, Huo Changfeng was still lazily leaning in front of the car door, holding his mobile phone in his hand and watching the video, which he had watched no less than ten times.

It was the video of Huo Xiang and Huo Qi when they were in a car accident. 51

He had the footage cut from the surveillance.

"This is really the young master's driving skills?" Huo Changfeng muttered again with skepticism, "How do I remember that his driving skills are not good?" ”

The assistant next to him listened to this suspicious words no less than ten times, he coughed, and said: "There are little young masters and eldest ladies in the car, not the car driven by the little young master, is it still the eldest miss?" ”

The eldest lady is only eighteen years old, and she doesn't have a driver's license, how can she drive?

Huo Changfeng clicked on the mobile phone again to replay, "This way of braking to avoid danger, don't you think it is a bit like a racing driver?" ”

"Why don't you ask the little master?" The assistant just said.

Huo Changfeng has no other hobbies, he loves to race cars, so when he watched this car accident video, he obviously found a little weird.

Of course, this weirdness can only be seen by professionals.

"Forget it." Huo Changfeng shook his head, and then, after he finished the video, he put his phone away, raised his hand to look at the time, and asked, "How many laps have it been?" ”

"Huh?" The assistant didn't quite understand what that meant.

"I mean how many laps has the car run?"

"It's only a circle." The assistant reacted, and the chief manager was asking how many death laps the two brothers had to go through.

"Oh, then you let people watch and run...... Twenty laps. Huo Changfeng said as he stood up straight, and then opened the car door behind him.

The assistant touched the tip of his nose and said, "Actually, it's not enough to just throw people into the sea to feed the fish, the boss is still so complicated." ”

That's what they've done before.

Huo Changfeng glanced at him, "It was said that now is the era of civilization, and we must solve the problem in a civilized way." ”

The corner of the assistant's lips twitched, and he said in his heart, Aren't you more cruel than directly killing someone?