On the outskirts of the capital, Yunshan.

Known as one of the largest villa areas in Beijing, on the mountainside, luxury villas are arranged like palaces, each covering an area of more than 1,000 square meters, with a value ranging from tens of millions to hundreds of millions.

And on the top of the hill, the largest villa, in the classic Baroque style, resembles a 17th-century European castle, covering an area of more than 5,000 square meters, with gardens, fountains, and two rows of marble sculptures, all by Italian masters.

This villa, known as "the first mansion in Yunshan", is rumored to be valued at more than 500 million, and it is the pride of the Wenren family, owned by Wenren Tianming.

In the eyes of outsiders, Yunshan Villa is just a top mansion as luxurious as a palace.

However, only people in the top circles of the capital know that this is the headquarters of the Yunshan Supercar Club, which is the largest and most top-level supercar club in the huge capital and even in the entire north.

For ordinary supercar clubs, the threshold for membership is at most to own a sports car worth more than one million, while the threshold for Yunshan Supercar Club is to own a sports car worth more than ten million, or have a net worth of more than 100 million.

Moreover, while you reach the first threshold, you must also get an invitation from a club member to officially join the Yunshan Supercar Club.

It can be said that on the sixteenth day of the first lunar month every year, most of the super rich in the capital will gather in the Yunshan villa, and it is rare to see a Lamborghini and Aston Martin here, which are more scary than the bicycles on the side of the road.

Zhao Kuo is one of the first members of the Yunshan Supercar Club, and today he drove the most expensive McLaren P1 in the garage, worth more than 12 million.

The streamlined sports car full of sci-fi beauty, like a ghost in the night, is speeding on the road around the mountain in Yunshan.

And the sports cars passing around the McLaren P1 are either Koenigsegg or La Ferrari.

As for Aston Martin, Lamborghini, and Pagani, there are even more of them, and the exaggerated supercars are like schools of fish flocking to the Yunshan villa on the top of the mountain.

Shout!

A Bentley supercar, which suddenly accelerated in the middle of a turn, directly overtook Zhao Kuo's McLaren.

"Ma Dan, it's Xu Zhicheng's bastard again! Ah Feng, he must have known that you were in my car and deliberately wanted to embarrass us. Zhao Kuo scolded, full of anger.

It's a pity that his driving skills are far below Xu Zhicheng, even if the sports car configuration is dominant, it can't compete with Xu Zhicheng's Bentley.

"Stop, change places!" Xu Feng said indifferently.

Zhao Kuo was stunned for a moment, and didn't seem to understand what he meant.

"If you want to surpass him, you will change me!" Xu Feng said again.

"Good!"

Zhao Kuo didn't think much about it, and directly believed Xu Feng, this is the trust that the two have cultivated since childhood, which is deep-rooted and does not need to be explained too much.

Yunshan is as high as 800 meters, the winding mountain road turns and eighteen turns, the total length is more than 13 kilometers, it used to be the most lively racing venue in the suburbs of the capital, since it was bought by Wenren Tianming, it has become the private road of the Yunshan Super Racing Club, which is only for club members to use.

"Hahaha...... Zhao Kuo is really a waste, he smashed the pot and sold iron to buy a McLaren P1, and the result is not as good as your Bentley. Xu Liancheng laughed proudly.

"Not to mention McLaren P1, with his ability, even if he buys a Koenigsegg ONE:1, he can't be my opponent. Racing cars certainly depend on the car, but in fact, it depends more on who is driving. ”

Xu Zhicheng used his hands and feet at the same time, his movements made people unable to see the rhythm, and a Bentley supercar was in his hands, like a swift poisonous snake, speeding on the Yunshan Highway, surpassing one top sports car after another.

Suddenly, a pitch-black car shadow behind him quickly chased after him.

On the Yunshan Highway, which was full of dangerous bends, the car seemed to go crazy, not hitting the brakes at all, but accelerating all the way.

Even in the 180-degree hairpin bend, he dares to drift at high speed, in the most exaggerated way, in the most exaggerated way, playing with his life.

"Damn, isn't that car Zhao Kuo's McLaren P1? Is he crazy? Not to mention a hundred yards at this speed, it may not even be more than one hundred and fifty. Xu Liancheng's eyes widened and he couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

Shout!

The pitch-black McLaren P1 is like a phantom in the night, flashing in front of Xu Zhicheng's Bentley.

"Hehe, madman, idiot, it seems that we will be able to attend Zhao Kuo's funeral soon!"

Directly overtaken, Xu Zhicheng's face became gloomy, and he gritted his teeth and said coldly.

100 km/h, 120 km/h, 150 km/h, 180 km/h......

Soon, McLaren's speed even exceeded 200 kilometers.

You must know that this is not a straight highway to the end, but a winding mountain road, next to the cliff, one accidentally rushed down, it is definitely a car crash.

However, even so, Xu Feng still kept accelerating, drifting through the corners at ultra-high speed again and again.

This McLaren, which cost more than 12 million, was in Xu Feng's hands, like an imprisoned primeval beast, opening the shackles on his body and bursting out with terrifying power.

"it, it, it, it, it......"

Zhao Kuo, who was sitting in the passenger seat, looked at the soaring speed, and was about to be scared to pee, and he could only keep spitting out one "slot" after another in his mouth.

Bentley, Maybach, Lamborghini, Porsche, Ferrari......

All supercars were left behind by Xu Feng's McLaren, and almost every ten seconds, he was able to overtake a sports car in front of him.

"It's here!"

McLaren suddenly slowed down, drifted with a brake, and stopped at the door of Yunshan Villa.

"Car door, car door, open door quickly!" Zhao Kuo urged anxiously.

When the car door opened, Zhao Kuo bent over directly and vomited wildly on the ground, vomiting so dark that he was about to vomit out his breakfast.

"Huh, huh, huh, I said Ah Feng, are you particularly possessed by the car god Schumacher, do you know, you almost drove the car faster than three hundred yards just now. , this is a kilometer of Yunshan, if it's on the highway, why can't you fly into the sky?"

Zhao Kuo scolded and scolded, and was almost scared out of his life by Xu Feng.

"By the way, how many cars did you overtake just now?" Zhao Kuo asked suddenly.

Xu Feng thought for a moment and said lightly: "There are probably more than thirty cars, less than forty cars." ”

After being silent for a few seconds, Zhao Kuo patted him on the shoulder and said seriously: "Dude, why don't you change careers and play F1, Zhun Te is another generation of car gods, Schumacher has to call dad in front of you!"

On the dangerous Yunshan Highway, in just a few minutes, there are more than 30 sports cars, this is not a car god, who else can be called a car god?