The moment the two cars staggered, the devil was born from Lytle's heart again, his right hand trembled slightly, and he wanted to drive the black sports car into Xu Zhi, he knew in his heart that the white sports car was maintaining a delicate balance at this time, and he collided with him, the white sports car would definitely roll over, and there was a great possibility that he would be saved. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Fortunately, this impulse is also a flash of thought, in the battle between heaven and man, Lytle chose kindness, his right hand did not exert force, the white sports car crossed the black sports car, and "brushed" a bright light flashed from the rearview mirror on the left side of Xu Zhi, Lytle suddenly found that in that rearview mirror, Xu Zhi's eyes like stars were staring at him!

"Silk ......" Lytle gasped, and his sixth sense told him that Xu Zhi already knew what he was thinking just now.

Lytle was a little distracted, and the black sports car drifted on a track that was beyond Lytle's control, and the back half of the sports car had already crossed the track. The rear wheel of the "Click......ClickClick" struck the fluorescent poles around it, sending out sparks.

"Not good!" Lytle was startled, and hurriedly stepped on the brakes to cooperate with the steering wheel to adjust, but he ignored the brakes, and the brakes just fell a little, and a whirlwind was born from under the body, and Lytle felt that the body was light, and the whole car was about to fly.

"It's over!" was Lytle's only thought, he knew that the car was out of control at this time, and he was about to face the fate of the car being wrecked.

At this critical moment, a clever force pushed on the right side of the parking space of the black sports car, and the ......black sports car fell to the ground with some great shock, and the entire body was in the runway. "Thank God......" Lytle didn't have time to pray, he suddenly stepped on the accelerator, the steering wheel spun slightly, and the drift that had just been interrupted reappeared......

It wasn't until the car came out of the corner that Lytle's hanging heart was down, believing that it was because his evil thoughts had not been carried out that God favored him and reached out to pull him back from the brink of death.

Looking at the familiar black sports car passing by like light and shadow, Rong Wenzheng pressed the stopwatch with his right hand very naturally, "Rong Shao......" didn't have to wait for him to see, a person next to him said excitedly, "1:23.34! Your racer is faster in the third lap than the first two laps......"

Not far away, several young people also shouted: "1:23.67! This is definitely a world record!!"

In the same way, a group of people were there with thunderous cheers, as if they were sitting on the race car themselves!

At this time, outside the arena, the noisy music has been turned off, and everyone is looking forward to looking at the track over, because the two helicopters above have shone the cameras and spotlights on the white sports car driven by Xu Zhi, and when they saw the pillar of light coming, everyone shouted: "Hurry, come here, come here, hurry up and prepare for the timer!"

"Brush!" Xu Zhi almost ignored the sports cars of Lytle and the others, and the wind swept in front of everyone's eyes.

"How many seconds, how many seconds??" the crowd shouted loudly again.

"1:23.02!!" someone shouted in a hysterical voice.

"This is a Schumacher driver who is even more Schumacher than Schumacher!

"Who's voting for this white sports car?

Unfortunately, no one answered, and "Rong Shao......" A middle-aged man wearing blue beach pants and rimless glasses asked in a low voice, "How much did you bet?"

"If you want to say that you didn't bet, do you believe it?" Rong Wenzheng smiled bitterly, "This person named Xu Zhi is not the racing driver I invited at all, I have a gamble with Liao Shao, how dare I bet again?"

"Alas, your uncle!" the middle-aged man also sighed, "I was going to bet on you, but you said that the talented driver of Yugang didn't come, so I bet on someone else." ”

"It's normal!" Rong Wenzheng nodded, "It is estimated that no one will bet on him, except for himself......"

"Rong Shao......" The middle-aged man looked around, and said in a suppressed voice, "I know that Liao Shao and Fan Shao have put a lot of pressure on the Dutchman named Lytle, so Fan Shao just pretended to be drunk and came to make trouble, your driver beat him, I don't think he will give up tonight!"

"Hehe...... Rong Wenzheng sneered, "Although my grandfather has gradually faded out of the political arena, and my father has also made a lot of moves in the financial field, it seems that my Rong family has some sunset, but compared with the Fan family's coal background, they are more like nouveau riche, how can they see the eyes ......of my Rong family?

"Of course I'm relieved, and Rong Shao is also relieved. The middle-aged man smiled, "No matter what happens, I will support Rong Shao!"

"This is the big brother I value!" Rong Wenzheng patted the middle-aged man on the shoulder and said, "The big brother came over at this Haiqing feast, which really made me grow a lot of face......

What else did the middle-aged man say, Rong Wenzheng had been not far away from the helicopter and said: "Look, the fourth circle is here again!"

In the cheers of everyone, Xu Zhi ran 10 laps and 46 kilometers with a time of 14:13.03, with an average speed of 194.13 kilometers per hour!!

When the sports car stopped, everyone rushed over, Xu Zhi calmly rolled down the window, and said a word, which shocked everyone's eyes and fell to the ground again: "Rong Shao, your tires are not working, you must replace them immediately, otherwise you will have a flat tire after running another four kilometers!!"

Then, in full view of everyone, Xu Zhi raised his hand and stabbed the waist of Zhao Wei, who was lying on the co-pilot next to him, and said, "Sister, wake up, it's time to stand there." ”

"Ah!!" Zhao Wei seemed to have just woken up, and the first thing he did after waking up was to open his throat and scream!

Zhao Wei's voice was already good, and this scream rushed straight into the night sky, like a fierce woman who met a pervert.

"Hello, sir!" Before Xu Zhi could push the car door, someone had already squeezed in and asked in a loud voice, "Are you a professional racing driver?"

Rong Wenzheng next to him was full of black lines, and he shouted almost without thinking: "Security, security, why did a reporter get in?"

"I'm not a journalist, I'm a racing enthusiast......"

A group of security guards rushed over, held the man down, and couldn't help but scold: "Your uncle, are you bullying our IQ?"

"Dude, you...... You're too good!" Rong Wenzheng walked in front of Xu Zhi, and could only say such a sentence, he felt that other words could no longer express his admiration for Xu Zhi's racing skills.

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