The jet-black cycling uniform that Zhou Lei still wears is like a walker in the dark, powerful and mysterious.

The Ducati 848 under the crotch howled and rushed over, without the slightest tendency to brake.

Just slammed into it straight and straight, and it would definitely knock Nie Yu into a puddle of flesh.

As for Nie Yu, he looked at him calmly like that, without moving, showing unparalleled courage.

Just less than half a meter away from Nie Yu, Zhou Lei suddenly pinched the brakes, and the Ducati 848 under his crotch responded immediately, and the tire almost stopped against his face.

The strong wind carried by the locomotive blew Nie Yu's hair scattered, making his pale face feel a little more broken.

Zhou Lei watched condescendingly, trying to overwhelm the former king in momentum.

Because of the mistake in the corner just now, Nie Yu was so frightened that he was sweating profusely, he raised his hand slightly, feeling that he didn't have any strength up and down, and he looked doubly depressed.

made Zhou Lei mistakenly think that he was scared like this, and laughed secretly in his heart, laughing at him for pretending to be calm.

"Isn't this Nie Yu? How to run to Panlongling to practice? Zhou Lei said with a smile, with some playfulness in his smile and a bit of sarcasm in his tone.

Nie Yu raised his head, revealing a handsome and pale face, and sneered: "I want you to take care of it." ”

The consistent indifference and consistent arrogance made Zhou Lei's face a little unbearable.

But he didn't say anything back, but looked at Nie Yu's miserable appearance with interest.

After all, in the arena of Shen City, Nie Yu had pulled himself down from the altar, and it was rare to see him fearful with his own eyes.

Nie Yu was annoyed by his staring, slammed the cigarette butt on the ground, put on his helmet, and squinted.

"You're going to meet him too?"

Zhou Lei was stunned, "How do you know?" ”

Nie Yu didn't answer again, and his sharp eyes suddenly became kind, like an elder looking at a junior.

Zhou Lei was stunned again, and suddenly laughed, laughing ashamedly.

Between the questions and answers, I seem to be a little stupid.

He came to Bangcheng and Panlongling Mountain Road to practice driving, isn't it just to meet that takeaway brother, what else can he do?

The obvious answer was asked by himself, which is indeed very stupid.

Zhou Lei is a strong person, he is very strong inside and out, and he can raise the bar.

He couldn't get angry in his heart, and replied: "That kind of locomotive can beat you, it seems that you are nothing, but it is good to rely on your own car." ”

He originally rode a small and medium-displacement locomotive, and a Qianjiang race 600 swept the masters of various clubs in Shencheng under his crotch, and won the fastest in Shencheng in one fell swoop.

After achieving glory, he was about to fight against the province like Nie Yu, but he lost to Nie Yu on his home field.

At that time, he began to question the locomotive under his crotch.

Later, he was defeated by a Yamaha R1 in the race.

The driver who drove the locomotive was not very skilled, and with rough cornering techniques and poor line routing, it seemed to be an extremely easy opponent to beat.

However, when Zhou Lei tried his best to catch up on the disadvantage in the corner, and was chased back by the R1 in a straight line at a faster speed, he knew the limit of the 600.

Since then, Zhou Lei's thinking has changed and he has become a true believer in 'displacement is invincible'.

Then he lost to Nie Yu for the second time in the away game, so he added another sentence after the creed, 'Import is king'.

Adhering to these two points, he quickly abandoned his Race 600 and replaced it with a Ducati 848evo that was about to be scrapped.

Zhou Lei, who rode on this kind of locomotive, regained his former arrogance, and when he saw Xie Feiming's shocking province, he wanted to defeat him here.

Nie Yu also knew about this matter that his relationship with Zhou Lei was neither good nor bad, and he once advised him twice, but when he saw his obsessive appearance, he didn't say much.

He looked at Zhou Lei's car, and then looked at his Ninja 400, who had the style of a scrapped car, and asked, "Not convinced?" Baby? ”

This idea played right into Zhou Lei's mind, and since he rode the Ducati, no one had ever confronted him face to face.

Moreover, he had been defeated by Nie Yu twice, and if he could defeat Nie Yu here, it would be regarded as revenge.

He still didn't forget to tease in his mouth, glanced at the locomotive, and mocked: "Just rely on your ninja 4?" I'm afraid not an opponent. ”

Nie Yu stepped onto the locomotive, twisted the accelerator, and rode straight to the middle of the road.

The meaning is very obvious, as if to say, 'Less nonsense, with this car will still win you!'" ’

Zhou Lei's mind made up for what he didn't say, he was angry and angry, and let go of the cruel words, "Good boy, don't say that I bullied you if you lose!" ”

The strength of the two is already between the best, Zhou Lei's locomotive is a grade better than Nie Yu, the first confrontation, Zhou Lei took the lead, and instantly became proud.

The two of them raced from the halfway up the mountain, and after two turns, they came to the difficult point of the Panlongling mountain road, four U-shaped bends.

Nie Yu was afraid in his heart, afraid of another accident, so he only used the usual running method, which was not so radical, and the modified parts of the Ninja 4 were dismantled by him, not to mention the lack of power, and there were also many problems with braking and steering.

This made Nie Yu fall farther and farther away, and gradually declined.

After three hairpin corners, the two have opened a gap of nearly ten meters.

"Could it be that I'm going to lose to him?!"

Nie Yu was unconvinced, and a surge of blood surged, and he remembered the picture of Xie Fei surpassing himself in his mind.

He wouldn't be anywhere else, this place Xie Fei had personally demonstrated, and he had rehearsed it in his mind no less than a hundred times at the moment.

Drawing the gourd in the same way, following Xie Fei's appearance, the ninja 400 under his crotch almost turned sideways.

As the rear brake lifted rhythmically, the tires floated up and began to slide through the corners from the outside of the corner.

Zhou Lei watched the game yesterday and naturally knows this way of running.

But it wasn't until I personally understood the power of this running style, and my heart couldn't help but tremble.

"How the hell did he do it? Abandoned ABS? ”

In fact, under normal circumstances, even if there is ABS, you can also do slippery tires.

But the hairpin bend of Panlongling, the evil is evil, and that kind of slippery tire can't take into account speed and steering.

If you want speed, you will rush to the fence, and if you want to turn, it is better to run on the track.

This is Nie Yu's second dangerous attempt, and if it doesn't work, it will be benevolent!

I don't know when, the mountain wind blew in Panlong Ridge.

The mountain wind is fierce, blowing sideways, causing the locomotive to deviate from the track.

But what is even stronger than him is Nie Yu's locomotive.

Ordinary mountain winds are at most tens of kilometers per hour, and his locomotive's speed has long broken a hundred.

With the kung fu of electric light, Nie Yu cut out from the outer road and left Zhou Lei behind.

"It's done!"

Successfully copied Xie Fei's running style, which brought him great excitement, and the excitement was especially better than surpassing Zhou Lei!

Judging from the physical sensation, here, he has already approached Xie Fei, and he will definitely exceed it after practicing a few more times.

He breathed a sigh of relief and threw Zhou Lei farther and farther away in the two right-angle bends, and finally disappeared.

Just when he thought he was victorious, suddenly, Zhou Lei galloped through the rear like a white lightning.

The 848 under the crotch burst out with strong power, a speed of more than 240, and everything was killed in seconds.

Between the finishes, the two cars crossed the line in unison, and it was a draw!