There is no staff here.

At the starting line, teenage boys hold black and white flags.

The course is simple, just run one lap along the prescribed track, and the winner is witnessed by those present.

The boy raised the flag, and with an order, the two sports cars sped away like arrows.

The track is fenced by stands, and Zhong Quinoa does not need to be familiar with it in advance.

A person of this level will not make her serious.

As the two cars faded away, they were no longer visible at the starting point.

Lu Zichen gritted his teeth and clenched his hand hanging down.

He took out his mobile phone and had people arrange for drones to be monitored in the air early.

Zhong Quinoa's driving skills really impressed him, but after all, he was a student and had no free time, so there was still a gap between him and these people who had been playing for a few years.

And it's not a regular event, so there's no protection at all.

If something really happens, the track is too long, and even if she rushes to catch up the moment she receives the information, there is no guarantee that it will have no effect on her in the future.

Yu Hao is very informative about his driving skills, but the gap between the vehicles is too big to make up for it in the short term.

Seeing that the other party threw himself behind fiercely, a cold sweat fell on Yu Hao's forehead.

He gritted his teeth, resentful of these rich people in his heart, and at the same time filled with envy and jealousy.

Xiao Yao was like this last time, relying on the performance advantage of the car far beyond himself, if it wasn't for Yu Hao's forgery of an accident at a critical time, according to the previous gambling contract, he would have paid 100,000 yuan.

has been here for many years, he is not bad for money, but most of them have been squandered, how can he come up with 100,000?

Similarly, if he loses this game, he will have to take 100,000 yuan.

Two corners have already passed, and they have all been deftly passed by Zhong Quinoa.

The sense of crisis in Yu Hao's heart arose.

Halfway through the race, he couldn't even see the shadow of Zhong Quinoa.

After two more corners, you will reach the finish line.

The last paragraph, which is also the most difficult, is that even if something happens, it will rightfully be considered an accident.

Yu Hao prayed in his heart that Zhong Quinoa would not be able to cross these two curves.

I had faintly seen Zhong Quinoa go over the corner a few times before, but a few times were enough to crush most of the people in the underground circuit.

The remaining two corners may not be difficult for her to pass.

Just when Hao was at a loss, he suddenly saw the rear of Zhong Quinoa's car.

Just a short distance from the front corner.

Yu Hao sneered.

Sure enough, he is young and frivolous, and he can surpass himself by relying on the good performance of the car.

Compared with car skills, he is still superior.

Hit the accelerator and chased after him, and caught up with Zhong Quinoa before the last corner.

Zhong Quinoa turned the steering wheel with one hand, looking at the car desperately chasing in the rearview mirror, and his tone was extremely disgusted.

"Tsk, it took so long to catch up, how did you participate in the municipal competition."

However, it can only be a municipal competition.

Yu Hao gritted his teeth, looked at the vehicles close at hand, and chased in front of Zhong Quinoa.

Then, the steering wheel jerks around, the car deviates from its original track, and the rear of the car shifts towards the front of the car.

Zhong Quinoa squinted, and the corners of his mouth showed pleasure.

Finally got started.

Yu Hao's angle is tricky, according to the speed of the two cars, Zhong Quinoa has no way at all, even if he avoids the collision of the two cars, he will knock down the standing sign next to him.

With the blessing of such a high speed, the end can only be death or injury.

A glint of insight flashed in Zhong Quino's eyes.

(End of chapter)