Why bother driving the black McLaren led the way, leaving the rest of the racers behind, but the vision at night was not good, and why bother didn't go too fast, and after reaching 160 km/h, why stopped accelerating.

It didn't take long for a white sports car to overtake him, followed by a second, then a third, and a black McLaren to be overtaken.

Frank's Ford muscle car kills.

"Boss, what's the situation?" Frank noticed that He Bi's car had slowed down, and he also slowed down and hung behind He Bi, asking suspiciously.

Why bother: "When we came, was there a bend in front of us?" ”

Frank's eyes froze, as if there was a small bend.

Donald also caught up, and he saw He Bi's black McLaren at a glance, and Donald was also very curious about why he suddenly slowed down.

"Boom ——!"

A violent explosion in front of him was accompanied by a flash of firelight, and Donald instinctively slowed down, why bother to slow down quickly, Frank naturally slowed down as well.

"Attention, there's a ninety degree bend ahead, and there's already an idiot dog belt." He bother soon saw the white racing cars that overturned and burned on the side of the road, and two more cars rushed off the road and were trying to make a U-turn.

"Roger!" Frank and Gizelle both responded quickly when they heard Ho Bi's reminder.

"Racing: Drift."

Why loosen the oil quickly, pull the handbrake, replenish the oil, get out of the corner, and release the handbrake.

The black McLaren flashed out of the corner with a gorgeous drift, liquid nitrogen jetted, and the speed of the car quickly returned to more than 150 kilometers.

This curve is indeed not big, but racing at night, people's vision is greatly blocked, if you can't accurately predict the road surface, and when you see the curve and then slow down, it's too late.

After the loose oil, Frank quickly stepped on the brakes a few times to further reduce the speed of the car, and then pulled the handbrake to make the rear wheel of the car uncontrollable translation, successfully drifting over the corner, followed by Donald, Donald's drifting technology is similar to Frank's, all of them are a few feet of brake, and then drift after slowing down, although the speed is lost, but it is very safe, both of them safely cornered, and continue to chase He Bi's black McLaren.

He Bever's black McLaren speed is actually not fast, as long as you are willing to step on the accelerator deeply, you will be able to surpass He Bi, but after the speed increases, you must be careful of the corner, the white sports car that exploded just now is a lesson from the previous car, whether it is Frank or Donald, they all suppressed the urge to accelerate, followed He Bever's car closely, and waited for the big straight to overtake.

The cars behind slowly caught up, and Gizelle was among them, and thanks to the reminder of Why Bother, Gizelle turned the corner very beautifully, overtaking several cars.

"Be careful, there's a U-shaped hairpin bend ten miles away." Why bother talking about entering a curve without slowing down.

Frank hurriedly slowed down, he didn't have that weird drifting skill, Frank Ford's muscle car slowed down and was seen by Donald, and Donald also hurriedly loosened the brakes, and was not pitted by him.

"Racing: Drifting through corners."

Why bother to brake and step on the accelerator together, pull the handbrake and hit the direction.

'Wow——! ’

Why bother with the black McLaren rear tires locked on the ground and sliding, a thick smoke rising from the tires, this is the first time to drive a sports car to use drift racing, low-chassis sports cars are more convenient to use drift racing, the whole set of actions is more fluid, and the car is over drifting corners in an instant.

The black McLaren returned to the body, why quickly raise the foot brake, let go of the handbrake, and the car rushed out at once, only to make Frank and Donald in the back numb and dumbfounded at the same time, and he could also drive a catapult start effect when cornering, that guy was really perverted.

After Frank and Donald cornered, they couldn't see the black McLaren taillights.

“fuck！” Donald downshifts to replenish fuel and accelerate, while using liquid nitrogen to help accelerate, hoping to quickly close the distance with Ho B, however, Donald sadly discovers that Frank's Ford muscles have surpassed his car.

"Dry ——!" Donald roared, there was a long straight road ahead, and he had to make a comeback here, at least to overtake the bald man's Ford muscle car.

It's just that Donald doesn't know that the second-hand Ford muscle car driven by Frank looks very frustrated, but the car itself is not worse than Donald driving a blue Audi in terms of performance, and the Ford muscle is even better than the blue Audi after the modification.

Frank smiled after finding out that Donald was using liquid nitrogen injection to increase the speed, 'liquid nitrogen spray', as if no one had one, after Frank stepped on the accelerator, he did not hesitate to use nitrogen spray continuously, blocking Donald in the back of his ass and rubbing.

......

"Boss, at the front of the line is the black McLaren, and the kid is three or four miles past the second." A black man with a scar on his face whispered.

Campos nodded, carefully reading the profiles of the riders in front of him.

"Jack. Smith. Campos said in surprise: "The king of the Los Angeles underground racing circle? ”

"Yes, I've checked the information, that kid is indeed the king of the Los Angeles underground car." Scarface said.

"Los Angeles? So what is he doing in Miami? Campos asked.

"Boss, if you continue to read the following information, it will be interesting." Scarface laughed.

Campos lowered his head and looked down, and finally saw the true identity of the courier, and then a series of rules for why bother to deliver.

"Hey, interesting, interesting!" Campos laughed, he was looking for this kind of driver who was only responsible for deliveries and didn't have to be troublesome.

"He turned out to be helping Carter. Veron delivered, but I heard about Carter. Veron was arrested by the police in Los Angeles. Smith may have some handle on Carter. Veron's hands, afraid of being arrested when he returned to Los Angeles, stayed in Miami all the time. Scarface reasoned that usually when the boss is caught, his men will indeed fall apart.

Campos nodded.

"After the game, whoever wins or loses, help me meet this guy."

"No problem!"

On the other hand, He Bi's speed has been increased to 200 kilometers per hour, however, Frank still overtook He Bi, followed by Donald's successful overtaking, and now the first is Frank, the second is Donald, and then He Bever.

Corners.

Frank slowed down suddenly, and Donald also followed the accelerator to brake, only why bother with the speed of the car and plunged into the corner.

"Racing: Drifting through corners."

'Wow——! ’

The sound of violent tires rubbing against the ground sounded, and Frank and Donald smelled the pungent smell of burnt tires, and their faces turned green, and it was this incredible high-speed cornering again.

After the black McLaren drifted, the body returned to normal by inertia, and immediately ejected and flew out, with two sprays of liquid nitrogen in the middle, so why drive the black McLaren to disappear from the sight of Frank and Donald again.

"Oh! Shit. "Frank and Donald were so angry that they wanted to smash the steering wheel, and every time they overtook him, they were overtaken by He Bi on the corner, which was really infuriating.