"Hey, do you see that? Masters. A man shouted at a friend through the sensor.

"Of course I did, I bet this guy would be able to slap a military mecha."

"Well, I guess so."

As they chatted, they made a request to track down the T-20. Immediately, the racetrack's ubiquitous video equipment was eyeing the car, and the footage was edited and programmed in a split second and transmitted to their sensors.

Here, as long as you pay a certain amount of credit, you can track the whole process of any racing car. Of course, in general, only those more famous cars and drivers will get the attention of the masses. But today, two boring people set their sights on Fang Mingwei's car.

The T-20 maintained a steady high speed and passed the nearest branch track to the third level.

At the moment of arrival on the third level of the track, the speed of the T-20 has soared to the limit of this level, 100 kilometers per hour.

The track is not a straight line, but as the track level increases, a lot of corners are added.

Most people will reduce their current speed a little when turning and encountering more difficult track passages, so as not to overturn due to a misindulgence.

However, Fang Ming's longitudinal T-20 did not slow down during the drive, and no matter what stage it was in, it always maintained the maximum speed limit at this level.

It was as if there was always a straight golden avenue in front of it, and those twists and turns did not exist, giving people an extremely strange feeling.

The two people who had been following the car from the beginning opened their mouths in surprise at the moment, although they had already seen that the driver of the car had good skills and abilities, but it was still unexpected for them to be able to do this.

Under their incredulous gaze, the T-20 maintained such a speed and entered the fourth layer with its head held high.

Similarly, at the moment of entering the fourth level, the car has reached the limit speed of 150 kilometers per hour on this level.

And at this point, no one has realized that the path the car is taking is running along the track of the big red Carey.

The tracks above the fourth level are basically no longer visible to the T-20 and other popular goods, and the drivers who let go of Mercedes here are all drivers with a certain level and economic foundation, and it is not so difficult for them to get a suitable modified car.

So when Fang Mingwei appeared on this track in a T-20 and sped at top speed, it immediately aroused the dissatisfaction of many people.

The T-20 continued to race the track at top speed, even in the corners. In this way, every corner you pass is bound to overtake one or more cars. Such an arrogant move would be acceptable if it appeared on that big red Carey worth hundreds of millions of credits, but a small T-20 would be like stabbing a hornet's nest and causing endless trouble.

Due to the progress of science and technology, the sound of the motor has been very low, but a momentary acceleration will still cause a certain volume, and the sound of dozens of cars speeding up at the same time is definitely not small.

"Hoo ......"

Most of the cars that were overtaken by Fang Mingwei chose to catch up, so there were suddenly a large number of cars chasing after the T-20.

Naturally, this scene was very impressive, and a moment later, every subtle change was demonstrated on the largest screen on the fourth floor.

Fang Mingwei was not stupid, so he naturally noticed the large group of vehicles behind him, but at this moment he was not panicked in his heart, and the only feeling was excitement and excitement.

Driving the best car, driving the fastest speed, and enjoying the maximum thrill are perhaps the things that every man will subconsciously pursue.

So when this moment came, Fang Mingwei's spirit became more and more excited.

The spiritual power of the eighth level was exerted to the limit, and through the sensors, every change in the body around the body poured into the brain, and under the indulgence of the soul consciousness, it made the most reasonable actions that were most in line with the current situation.

Fang Mingwei had a wonderful feeling, he seemed to have become a spectator, with his body as the center, watching a fierce car race, he didn't need to make any judgment at all, he just needed to provide enough spiritual power for the soul consciousness.

And that soul consciousness did not disappoint him, and after synthesizing all the information, he showed superhuman driving ability.

The T-20 still maintained the maximum speed of the race, even in the corners.

There wasn't a single car in the crowd behind him that could do that, because if he could maintain that speed at all times, it would mean that he was driving beyond the boundaries of the fourth level, and he could go to the higher level of the race track for higher thrills.

A big corner appeared in front of him, and a Buick R-3 car behind him suddenly accelerated, slamming into his car at a speed of more than 200 mph.

Obviously, this brother knew that at the same speed, he would definitely not be able to catch up with this T-20, and once he turned this corner, then he would definitely not know where to be thrown to. was embarrassed and angry for a while, so he chose this method similar to suicide, wanting to squeeze this eye-catching car out of the lane.

Although the acceleration of the car was completed in an instant, once the acceleration was naturally foreshadowed, and through the all-round sensor observation, this small change was completely captured.

Just when everyone was mourning for the T-20 in their hearts, this Volkswagen racing car once again performed a magical move far beyond the Volkswagen level.

"Hoo ......"

In the midst of everyone's dumbfounded gaze, the T-20 suddenly slid to the side, not a big distance, just a little off, and after a moment, it had already adjusted its direction and disappeared in the corner.

However, the distance that was a little past gave up enough space.

After the Buick R-3 had picked up to 200 km/h in an instant, the car turned into a white light like a cannonball, and rushed along the little channel that the T-20 had vacated.

With a sharp scream, the car did not knock the T-20 out of the lane as expected, but because it couldn't turn, it rushed straight out of the corner, knocking down the protective wall made of soft material.

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