Chapter 907: The King of the Curve

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The sports car is like a beast out of the cage, the engine roars, and it is already a hundred meters away, just a few seconds.

Of course, there is another exception, that is, Lin Tiankai's domestic car, which is just a photo, five sports cars have already run ahead, and he is already several car positions behind.

What's even more bizarre is that when the sports car hits the accelerator, the engine is a low roar, while the engine sound of the domestic car is very small, and it can't be heard at all in the roar of the sports car. It floated forward like a silent white ghost.

Sure enough, he was sent by God to be in charge of comics. The rich second generation looked at the backward Lin Tian and discussed.

"There is no doubt that tonight is the first of the twelve young runners, and his corner passing is unmatched!"

A group of people, not so much watching drag racing, is more like watching twelve less people perform.

At this time, Lin Tian did not step on the accelerator to the end, he observed the car in front of him, and the first runner was the three rings and twelve less, leading steadily, and the second runner was the silver Ferrari of Mominda.

What Lin Tian didn't know was that Mo Minda's own red Ferrari had just been modified, and he was going to use it to compete with the three rings and twelve young tonight, but who knew that the red Ferrari was lost before the game started.

So much so that if he drove another car, even if it didn't go well, it was still an unmodified, unmodified Ferrari, and the performance was weaker by more than 10 percent.

So Mo Mingda looked at the twelve young people in front of him, why couldn't he catch up, he only ate ashes, and he didn't know how many times he scolded Lin Tian.

"Miss Xiaoru, close your eyes, I'm going to speed up. ”

"Let's feel the latest research products of the Yunjia Laboratory, and let the children of this family, who are also Chinese, see that domestic cars are also ox-forks!" Lin Tian said loudly, with a sense of ritual and pride in his heart for no reason.

After that, he stepped on the accelerator and hit the bottom directly, and in an instant, Lin Tian felt that someone was pushing him from behind, and then the car flew out like a ghost.

Even though An Xiaoru closed her eyes, she was still frightened and screamed, she couldn't help the curiosity in her heart, and quietly opened her eyes, and the scene outside the car suddenly stunned her.

The scenery on both sides quickly retreated, and even people didn't see it clearly, and they had passed, and even had the illusion that they were about to be pushed to fly.

And the rich second generation is another feeling, they are pointing at Lin Tian's domestic car, but suddenly, the car suddenly accelerated, and the acceleration exceeded their expectations, just a few seconds, the domestic car caught up with the last sports car.

"This ...... What's going on?" someone was surprised.

"It won't be a modified car, right?"

"Probably not, you listen carefully, when the engine accelerates, the sound is not loud, the first few cars, so far away, the roar of the engine is still shocking, the comparison between the two sides, it is too weird. ”

"Why is that?"

"You ask me, I ask whom?"

"Look, it's over, it's over......" someone shouted.

It turned out that Lin Tian's car had already surpassed the last one, and this was not enough, Lin Tian's acceleration seemed to be endless, and soon overtook another, but in a blink of an eye, he came to the side of Mo Minda, and Mo Minda's Ferrari was neck and neck.

Mo Mingda felt that a car was catching up, and he also caught a glimpse of Lin Tian's "broken car", which shocked him. Sports cars with similar performance are almost impossible to overtake on the straights when the speed is stable.

But Lin Tian, a "broken car", actually surpassed it again and again, and ran to second place, how did he not be shocked.

"Brother Mo, I'm in a hurry to go back, so I won't wait for you. Lin Tian shouted at Mo Minda.

Mo Mingda was stunned when he heard this, what did Jianghu Langzhong mean by this? Do you want to surpass me?

While he was still thinking like this, Lin Tian had already surpassed him and rushed towards the first twelve young people. The audience behind was dumbfounded, and the domestic car actually wanted to challenge the three rings and twelve less.

"Damn, it's tied up, it's actually tied up. I don't know who shouted first.

"I'm grass, I won't even exceed twelve less, right?"

"How is it possible, do you see, there is the first corner ahead, what is the nickname of the other nickname of the twelve young people? The king of the corners! The twelve young corners are all full of inner corners, and only the twelve young people dare to do this at the risk of the car being destroyed and people killed. ”

"Even if that Jianghu Langzhong is now tied for first place, as long as he passes the corner, Twelve Less can at least lead one body by virtue of the advantage of full inside corners. A seemingly professional explained excitedly.

"With the ruthlessness of the twelve young people, the advantage of a body will continue to expand, and eventually it will be far ahead, do you understand!"

"Look, Twelve Young is starting to slow down, and he's about to cut the inside line to make a corner. A man watched with a telescope and shouted loudly.

"I'm not wrong, this is a twelve-young skill, not everyone can learn it, so far, no one dares to do this, because they are all afraid of death. The professional said triumphantly.

"Do you know why the twelve young people don't take drag racing girls all the time?"

"Why?"

"You think he doesn't like women? Once drinking, he told me in private that every time he turned a corner, he was in the company of death, and he didn't know which time he would miss, and the consequence of missing was the destruction of the car, and he didn't want the drag racing girl to follow him to take this risk. The professionals were impressed.

"You said that if that Lang Zhong didn't slow down and turn the corner, wouldn't he be able to surpass the twelve?"

Everyone around him turned their heads to look at him like they were looking at an idiot.

"The current speed is at least close to 200 kilometers per hour, and if you don't slow down at this speed, you will definitely overturn, and you will wait to collect the body. "The professionals were very disdainful.

But as soon as he finished speaking, the expression on his face froze, because the domestic car really didn't slow down when it entered the corner.

"Grass, something is going to happen, that Lang Zhong didn't slow down and turned the corner, it's over, this time it's going to be fatal!" shouted the professional.

Everyone found out about this situation, and watched the domestic car turn at full speed with their mouths open, and the picture seemed to have appeared in their minds, the domestic car flew off the road, and the car was destroyed and killed.

"Call an ambulance and hope he dies. That Brother Jie said helplessly.

Liu Weiyan in the crowd was surprised at first, but after coming back to his senses, a faint smile flashed in his eyes, it turned out to be a stunned young man, it is none of our business to die this time, Liu Weiyan thought darkly.

Mo Mingda, who was behind, also saw Lin Tian turning at full speed, and was so shocked that he almost lost control of his direction.

The next moment, he slowed down with his throttle, and he did the same with several other sports cars, all of which stopped before reaching the corner, and no one wanted to crash headlong into the scene of an impending crash.