Seeing that this woman's eyebrows were extremely close to Wu Fan, Mo Shaoying did not suspect it, and directly pushed the car door to let Wu Fan's sister into the car.

In fact, everyone can guess that this is Wu Fan's women's clothing.

Wu Fan said very calmly:

"Sister Mo, my brother once said before his death that he would help you race a car, saying that he owed you this."

Hearing this, Mo Shaoying's heart was extremely sad, and she had the urge to cry.

Mo Shaoying paused for a while and said:

"I'm really sorry, thank you brother, he doesn't owe me anything, on the contrary, I owe him."

"This is 5 million, it's your brother's money, please be sure to take it back, otherwise I'm upset."

Mo Shaoying let out a long breath, his eyes full of gloom.

Wu Fan took it back, this was his own, so he didn't give in.

Wu Fan saw that the time was not early, and said:

"Sister Mo, arrange it immediately, I'll help you race the car, otherwise it's too late."

"You?"

Don't be confused.

"That's right, that's me."

Wu smiled.

"Oh no, thank you and your brother!"

Mo Shaoying had mixed feelings at this time, this should be Wu Fan's last words, my sister fulfilled her wish for her younger brother, but she is a woman, how can she compete with these professional racing drivers.

And this track is one of the most dangerous tracks in the dragon clan, in case something happens to Wu Fan's sister, I am even more sorry for Wu Fan.

Wu Fan saw her doubts and didn't argue with it, and there were still fifty minutes left to officially start the competition.

"Sister Mo, it's time for us to go down, I'll drive, you can take the co-pilot."

Wu Fan said.

"Okay."

Mo Shaoying sat in the passenger seat.

"Sister Mo, how much time does it take for an average driver to drive from here to the foot of the mountain?"

Wu Fan asked.

"About seventeen minutes."

Mo Shaoying replied, looking at Sister Wu Fan's eyes, not knowing what she wanted to express.

Although you can see the bottom of the mountain from here, it is impossible for a car to fly directly from the top of the mountain like an airplane, and you need to go around the winding road six or seven times to reach the bottom of the mountain.

Because of a bad mood, Mo Shaoying drove up the mountain alone and spent 20 minutes. This was already very dangerous for her.

Racing on a winding mountain road, the speed of going up the hill is faster than going downhill, because the car not only has to bear its own gravity, but also has to deal with the centrifugal force generated by the turning, which makes the body flutter, so the downhill along the winding road is more testing the driver's skills.

Wu Fan used the cattle man Ke Shouliang.

"Ding,

Name: Ke Shouliang

Strength: 1280

Brawn: 1300

Main Skill (1): Drag Racing

Main Skill (2): Flying Car Stunts

Classic case: He once flew over the Great Wall and the Yellow River, and was one of the best flying car stuntmen in the world at that time. ”

On such a steep mountain road, using Ke Shouliang is undoubtedly the best choice.

A spiritual light shot into the heavens,

The body shook slightly, and the cattle entered the house.

"Sister Mo, fasten your seatbelts!"

Wu Fan smiled meaningfully at Mo Shaoying.

Mo Shaoying was a little worried, is this going to drag race? Probably not, he was worried about his safety.

At the moment when Mo Shaoying fastened his seat belt, Wu Fan had already stepped on the accelerator to the bottom, and with the roar of the motor, the Ferrari flew out against the turf as if it were an arrow from the string.

"Don't...!"

Mo Shaoying was greatly frightened and screamed loudly.

As the president of the wolf hunting club, what kind of driver has not been seen, even the best driver in the club, Zhong Hanliang, does not dare to drag racing like this, this is at the top of the mountain, and he is heartbroken.

But the shouts were no longer to avail, and the Ferrari had floated out.

Mo Shaoying regretted it very much, Sister Wu Fan had just experienced the pain of losing her brother, and she was definitely in a bad mood, and she needed to find an outlet to vent, which was the same as racing up the mountain because she was in a bad mood.

Mo Shaoying's heart beat faster, closed his eyes, and prayed silently.

"Bang!"

Mo Shaoying opened her eyes and opened her mouth wide.

Ferrari landed at the intersection of the winding road without any bias, as if it had been calculated.

God forbid! Mo Shaoying patted his beating heart.

Looking at Sister Wu Fan's calm and calm appearance, it is as comfortable as a self-driving trip, not like she is venting her emotions.

"Does she really know how to race?"

"Probably not, it was just a coincidence!"

Mo Shaoying muttered in her heart.

The first lap of the winding mountain road is relatively smooth and the slope is small, which is common sense when building a winding mountain road, because the higher it is, the more dangerous it is, and the road needs a higher safety factor.

Ferrari has been maintained at 190 km/h. This was at the limit of its speed, and the Ferrari was almost clinging to the fence.

"Slow down, slow down, I can understand your feelings, please!"

Mo Shaoying prayed, and his whole heart was completely suspended.

"Sister Mo, you just keep the time, speechless and worried."

Wu Fan's smile was still very indifferent.

Instead of slowing down, the throttle on the right foot was pressed down slightly.

The LCD screen shows 203km/h.

From time to time, Ferrari rubbed against the guardrail around the mountain, and sparks appeared.

How do you get her to drive?

How do you get her to drive?

How do you get her to drive?

At this time, Mo Shaoying's intestines were full of remorse, and she repeatedly read this sentence in her heart, not because she felt sorry for the car, but because she really didn't want Sister Wu Fan to die, and she had to take herself.

Before I knew it, I had already raced around the mountain road.

The second lap was quite steeper than the first.

However, Wu Fan showed no signs of slowing down, the car was already about to float, and because it was a car driving in an anticlockwise direction, the two wheels on the left side had completely left the ground.

Is this a game of fate?

But why is she still so calm?

Mo Shaoying's heart couldn't stand it.

If this continues, the wheels of the Ferrari will already be on the fence around the mountain.

Wu Fan looked at Mo Shaoying with his spare eyes, shook his head gently, and adjusted the scale of pretending to be forced to 0.7.

Personality is difficult to change, and sometimes you can't hold it back if you pretend to be more forced.

has experienced life and death, and it should be taken lightly to pretend, but it still can't be controlled.

Wu Fan did not accelerate again, but drove the remaining laps in this way and came to the finish line.

It's boring, it's really boring, Wu Fan was still unsatisfied, and let out a long sigh.

It is like a person who is addicted to drugs, who is not replenished with drugs, but only gets a cigarette, and is far from being satisfied.

Mo Shaoying was different, she was already half dead, lying in the back seat, looking at the carport in a daze, panting heavily, as if she had walked in hell.

"Hey! Hey! Hey, hey, hey! Sister Mo, Sister Mo, it's here, it's here! ”

Wu Fan hurriedly woke Mo Shaoying up from his fright.

Mo Shaoying looked at this beautiful girl in disbelief, this car skill is even better than Wu Fan.

"Sister Mo, how long did it take me?"

Wu Fan asked.

"9 minutes and 58 seconds!"

"God, you are 9 minutes and 58 seconds, which is 2 minutes 05 seconds higher than the previous record, that is the third master of the dragon clan!"

Mo Shaoying said it twice in a row, looking at Sister Wu Fan's eyes, it was like seeing a ghost, and she almost didn't jump up from her seat.

"I said Sister Mo, do you think I'm qualified to help you race a car?"

Wu Fan smiled slightly, revealing his snow-white front teeth, and the corners of his mouth turned up.

"There's... Yes, of course. ”

Mo Shaoying was in ecstasy.

"Sister Mo, you bought this car newly, right?"

Wu Fan asked.

"yes, just bought it for a week or so."

Mo Shaoying replied.

"That's just right, I'm using this car, I've just run in almost it, and the performance is almost the best."

Wu Fan said.

Mo Shaoying complained bitterly in her heart, especially meow, but it is almost impossible to run in, the body has been worn off by the guardrail with a layer of paint, and then the special run-in and running-in, the doors have been worn off, and the wheels have been ground and punctured.

But she didn't show it, and said generously:

"Okay, okay, no problem, no problem."

Suddenly, the ecstatic Mo Shaoying's face became bad, as if he remembered something, and said gloomily:

"However, there are still 40 minutes to go, the car is about to start, I have arranged three drivers, according to the racing system, no temporary change of drivers, it was already decided the day before yesterday, there is no way to change the driver."

Mo Shaoying lay on the seat depressedly, covering his face with his hands, and sighed for a long time.

Wu Fan also frowned slightly, this is a land competition, how can the rules be changed at any time, you have to think of another way.

After a while, someone got up in the back seat and said to Sister Wu Fan very apologetically:

"Thank you, thank you and your brother for worrying about this matter for me, no matter what the outcome will be in the future, Sister Mo will remember it!"

After all, he is the owner of a big club, and his psychological quality and bearing can be compared with ordinary people.