"The voice is quite nice. You should have a good feeling when you wake up!" Chen Liuhe, a guy who has been stabbed a thousand times, still has time to tease him at such a time, which makes people wonder if God has not given him the emotion of "fear"

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It wasn't just Mu Qinglie who was also scared, the two people in the Lamborghini were also frightened to death by Chen Liuhe's life-threatening technique.

What does it mean when two cars are less than fifty centimeters apart during high-speed drag racing or when drifting on a curve? In other words, if there is a slight difference, both cars will be ruined. As long as they touch lightly, it will be fatal.

The force will lose control, and in the end, not only the car crashes, but also the car crashes and everyone is killed!

Who dares to gamble with his life? Obviously, except for the crazy guy Chen Liuhe, no one has such courage.

"Crazy, crazy, he is a lunatic!" Qiao Yunfeng turned pale with fright, and closed his eyes in fear, as if he had already seen the scene of his tragic death.

The driver's face turned pale as he subconsciously turned the steering wheel and gave up some parking space.

However, at this moment, the smile on Chen Liuhe's face instantly brightened up, and he made an even crazier move. He seized this momentary gap, slammed the accelerator, and the speed of the car instantly increased.

280 mentioned nearly 300.

The engine was roaring violently, and the instantaneous increase in speed caused the airflow outside the car to riot. The Lamborghini's body was actually pushed away by this airflow.

At the same time, Chen Liuhe finally had an overtaking gap that was enough for one car body!

Wasn't it just for this moment that he did such a crazy act? Of course Chen Liuhe would not miss it. His speed did not slow down, and the series of operations were simply dazzling, reaching the extreme speed.

Amidst Mu Qinglie's screams, the Ferrari seemed to be dancing between the fingers of the god of death, crossing at a strong speed. It quickly passed through the gap that was only big enough for one car to pass, and completed the project.

Amazing overtaking!

During the overtaking process, Mu Qinglie could clearly feel that the distance between the guardrail and the Lamborghini's body was less than ten centimeters. However, Chen Liuhe passed through such a small gap without missing a beat!

Everything was like a dream, so thrilling that it was unimaginable. Mu Qinglie's heart almost jumped out of her throat. She felt as if she had died once, and she was sweating profusely!

She discovered that the tattered old man she picked up from the street next to her was simply a god, with incredible driving skills. You might say that he was a life-threatening lunatic, but you had to admit that his astonishing

This kind of super control over driving skills completely refreshed Mu Qinglie's world view!

She believed that even if a top driver in the world was invited, he would never dare to perform such a thrilling overtaking!

"Psycho, you are simply a psycho!" Mu Qinglie screamed in fear, his chest was trembling again, and he almost couldn't help but spit it out, and his pretty face turned pale.

"Haha, if you don't even have the guts, what kind of car do you want to play with?" Chen Liuhe said calmly.

The accelerator was still slamming, and the speed of the car was still rising. In the blink of an eye, the Lamborghini was thrown several positions away, and it looked like a king riding away.

"I'm playing with the car, not with my life! You madman, I really want to kill you!" Mu Qinglie roared, his mood at the moment was extremely complicated, he was fearful and excited, and he was worried about the madman next to him.

Resentment is worship.

Chen Liuhe glanced at the Lamborghini in the rearview mirror, and then glanced at Mu Qinglie lightly: "Girl, we have to be reasonable in our lives. I am helping you defend your chastity. I don't want you to give me a blow job."

, why can’t you repay kindness with evil? Don’t you really think that we from the countryside are so easy to bully?”

"You're a big-headed guy, you said it nicely, but you still want to go to bed with me?" Mu Qinglie cursed, still replaying the scene of the thrilling moment just now in his mind, ten centimeters away, it was like he had been transported from the gate of hell.

One circle.

Chen Liuhe's face was full of righteousness: "That's different. You went to bed with that little dude because you were forced to do it, but you went to bed with me because you were committed. There is a huge difference in meaning."

"Stop talking nonsense and be honest. If you dare to hurt this young lady's body, ten of your heads will not be enough to compensate you." Mu Qinglie said rudely.

Chen Liuhe shrugged and kept the speed at around 300. After a few extreme drifts in corners, the Lamborghini completely disappeared from the rearview mirror.

The ending of this race was no surprise. Chen Liuhe returned to the starting point nearly one minute faster than Lamborghini. This scene is simply unbelievable.

Because Ferrari arrived at the starting point too fast, eight minutes and thirty-nine seconds, this time is enough to make these dudes who often hang out here feel terrified.

You know, the fastest speed here used to be just over nine points. That record was still held by an amateur driver with excellent driving skills, and Chen Liuhe was nearly half a minute faster than that person.

How can this not be surprising?

If these people knew about it, just like that, Chen Liuhe restrained himself a little and switched to him to drive the Ferrari after nearly half the journey. I wonder what they would think.

The Ferrari had just stabilized when the passenger door was pushed open as fast as possible. Mu Qinglie, a famous rich girl from a small pepper, ran out desperately with her lips covered. She squatted on the ground and screamed without a trace.

He was vomiting violently, as if he wanted to vomit out everything he had eaten this month.

Forty seconds later, the Lamborghini rushed into the starting line with two dazzling headlights. Qiao Yunfeng and the driver opened the door and got out of the car. Qiao Yunfeng's face was extremely ugly, pale and angry.

The driver looked at Chen Liuhe in amazement, and he slowly stepped forward: "Are you a professional driver?"

Chen Liuhe, who was smoking next to the Ferrari, glanced at the other person and smiled lightly: "No."

"Impossible, you are very strong. No, you are too strong. You cannot be unknown." The driver said in disbelief. He is a master of playing cars, so he is more aware of Chen Liuhe's perversion.

"I'm just a nobody, so you don't have to worry too much." Chen Liuhe said calmly. Even if he told the other party his name, the other party would definitely not know it.

Seeing that Chen Liuhe didn't want to say anything, the driver had no choice but to give up, nodded with an expression of awe, and then silently stepped aside. A master can always make others awe.

"Damn it, you were the one driving the car just now? Are you really smart?" Qiao Yunfeng, who finally recovered his breath, walked over with an angry look on his face.

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Chapter completed!