Chapter 72: Trapped

Her voice was cold, as if it weren't about human life.

But it was such an indifferent voice, but it made Zuo Yunfeng inexplicably reassured.

Just the first turn was already broken and opened up between each other, forming a huge watershed.

One can imagine how arduous it will be to run down the whole road.

Zuo Yunfeng, who had regained his rhythm, finally caught up with Zhang Hao's car after five turns, and was about to enter the sharp turn in the second half of the section.

But Zuo Yunfeng caught up, and the others followed.

In addition to the first 180-degree sharp turn, the first half of the death plank road is about 100 meters away from a straight sprint, and there will be a 40-degree turn, which is not very difficult to ride.

So after one car broke down in the first turn, everyone else survived.

Zuo Yunfeng's side still maintains the number of five cars, and Zhang Hao's side still has nine.

With comparable skills, it is basically impossible to throw the opponent away in this way, so everyone maintains their strength and waits for the second half of the competition.

In terms of cornering techniques, Zuo Yunfeng should be the best of them all.

If nothing else, entering the sharp turn in the second half, Zuo Yunfeng will undoubtedly win.

Seeing that he was about to reach the next turn, Zuo Yunfeng twisted the accelerator, without any intention of slowing down, and followed closely behind Zhang Hao's car.

After a period of galloping, Zhao Rui didn't know whether she was numb or adapted, and she no longer screamed.

She looked back in fear, grabbed Zhang Hao's clothes a little tighter, and shouted tremblingly: "Zhang Hao, they are about to catch up." ”

"It's okay, they can't get past it."

Zhang Hao said confidently, the person who saw himself in the rearview mirror had isolated Zuo Yunfeng's people behind, and he couldn't find a dead end to overtake.

The turn was coming, and he kept a close eye on Zuo Yunfeng's car.

Suddenly, he slammed on the brakes, making a screeching sound, and then the car slammed a little sideways, just blocking Zuo Yunfeng's forward route, forcing Zuo Yunfeng to slow down.

was also in the interval when Zuo Yunfeng was slowing down, and three motorcycles immediately rushed out behind him, walking side by side with Zhang Hao's motorcycle.

As if premeditated, they kept the same speed and occupied the entire lane.

Another motorcycle accelerated to Zuo Yunfeng's side, controlling the speed of the car and walking in parallel with Zuo Yunfeng.

The other four motorcycles followed Zuo Yunfeng's car closely, isolating the four cars on Zuo Yunfeng's side at the end.

At this time, Zuo Yunfeng was like a sandwich biscuit, sandwiched in the middle, neither acceleration nor deceleration, very aggrieved.

"Damn, Zhang Hao, do you want to do it in a group?"

Zuo Yunfeng had a chance to surpass Zhang Hao just now, but he was caught stubbornly, and anyone would be so angry that he would scold.

Zhang Hao listened to Zuo Yunfeng's angry voice, and his heart was extremely proud.

"It's called tactics."

"Tactics, your sister, you are helpless."

"The rules of the game don't say anything, you can't fight in a team!"

"Damn, your sister's group!"

Zuo Yunfeng was furious, except for exploding foul language, he actually had a feeling of powerlessness.

Now he is forced to drive only on the edge by the parallel motorcycle, and if he dares to accelerate, it is easy for the car to skid and fall into the cliff.

But if you don't accelerate, you're doomed to lose.