"It's a madman, it's an S-shaped curve, three turns in a row, and each one is very short apart, do you think you can just get past the first one?" Meng Chao scolded angrily, he was slowing down, preparing to make a corner.

Ahead, it was the second corner, Bentley was still at full speed, and when he saw that he was about to hit the guardrail, a car was wrecked, and Chi Lian was nervous and didn't dare to take a breath.

Meng Chao saw it in his eyes, his expression was full of horror, as if he had seen Bentley crash on the guardrail, one car with three lives.

Suddenly, Chen Tianyang did not stop, a piercing friction sound sounded, and it was also an elegant, thrilling passage through the second corner, and it was still at full speed.

"Damn, there's a bend, you're parked!" Meng Chao yelled angrily, and the green tendons on his forehead popped up.

Two corners in a row, two elegants in a row, Bentley was already slightly out of control, the body was almost close to the guardrail on the left, not only was the frightened Chi Lian, even Han Muqing's face was a little pale.

However, Chen Tianyang still didn't slow down, sneered, slammed the steering wheel, and suddenly made another beautiful tail flick at the moment of his death, and successfully crossed the third corner.

Chi Lian and Han Muqing breathed a sigh of relief, especially Chi Lian, his nerves collapsed too tightly just now, and now when he relaxed, he found that his back was already wet with cold sweat.

The speed of 325 miles, three consecutive elegant, crossing the S-shaped curve, Chen Tianyang was dazzled by the operation, and the whole process was only two or three seconds!

Even a professional driver like Meng Chao is the only one in his life, and in shock, he almost hit the guardrail and hurriedly slammed the steering wheel, which was worthy of passing the first corner, but before the second corner, he had to continue to slow down.

Suddenly, Chen Tianyang opened the car window, stretched his hand out of the car, and unceremoniously raised his middle finger at Meng Chao, then laughed and walked away!

Bloody, happy!

"Bastard!" Meng Chao scolded angrily and slapped the steering wheel fiercely, but his heart was still full of shock and disbelief.

"With such superb driving skills, he can compete for the championship of F1 cars, who is he, when did Guanghua City have such a perverted person? Damn, I, the title of the car god of Guanghua City, will be given up in the future. ”

Meng Chao smiled bitterly, and his heart was hit hard.

"Master, you are so powerful, you can even pass through S-shaped corners at full speed, as far as I know, even the king of the car Shu He can't do it, the master is more powerful than the king of the car."

Chi Lian reacted at this time and shouted excitedly, if she hadn't been sitting in the car, it was estimated that she would have jumped up on the spot.

Chen Tianyang laughed and said: "If you don't have any skills, how can you be your master?" ”

Chi Lian nodded heavily, and suddenly felt a shyness in his heart.

A proud smile appeared on the corner of Han Muqing's mouth, the man in her picture was indeed the best in the world.

In the night, the motor roared, and the silver-gray Bentley rode on the track, especially in the corners, and threw out one beautiful elegance after another, as for Meng Chao's Maserati, it has been completely thrown away, and it is not even visible.

"Brother Qiu, how long did you say it would take Meng Chao to finish this lap?" The little fat man stood in place and asked curiously.

Ye Zhiqiu thought about it and said: "In the past, it took him 12 minutes to complete a lap, but now he has Bentley as a color head, full of power, it should be faster than before, almost 10 minutes more." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, suddenly, there was a roar of a motor in the distance, Ye Zhiqiu was stunned for a moment, and said, "Damn, it's not more than 8 minutes now, Meng Chao took viagra today, so fierce?" ”

8 minutes, which is already the fastest record.

The rich second generation around suddenly cheered.

"Wait, Brother Qiu, look, it's not Meng Chao's Maserati, it's a silver-gray Bentley, damn it, it's so awesome, it's even more powerful than Meng Chao!" The little fat man exclaimed.

Ye Zhiqiu and the others looked at it intently, and sure enough, a silver-gray Bentley came from far and near, like a lightning speed, under the street lamp.

"Damn, it's really a Bentley!" Ye Zhiqiu was shocked, and his heart was full of shock.

The cheers of the rich second generation around also stopped abruptly, and their expressions were stiff, as if they had seen a ghost.