typeface
large
in
Small
Turn off the lights
Previous bookshelf directory Bookmark Next

Chapter Thirty-Five: Death Speed

Although Qin Yifeng's speed was fast, the qualifying session had already ended when he signed up for the competition, so he had to sit in the last row during the official race after missing the qualifying session. Now that he received a notice from the conference, he knew that if he could not

If he became the first driver to cross the line within ten minutes, he would be disqualified from the conference, so he accelerated the car all the way until he almost caught up with the Porsche 911 that ranked first in qualifying.

"Master, look at that car?" Sitting in the passenger seat of the Porsche was a middle-aged coach. The coach saw the fiery red Ferrari behind him from the rear view and immediately spoke to remind the Porsche driver.

The driver of the Porsche was a young man with a fair face and no beard. He was quite handsome, but his eyes were a bit slender, which gave people a sinister feeling. He looked at the red Ferrari in the rearview mirror, and then sat opposite him casually.

The coach next to him said: "Don't worry, that Ferrari can drive so fast only because of its good car. In terms of technology, the Ferrari driver can't catch up with me." After that, he stepped on the accelerator and immediately turned the car.

The car speeds up.

Qin Yifeng had seen cars pass by him along the way, and twice he violently forced the car in front of him to hit the road barrier. It had been so smooth along the way, so he was very confident that he could win this time, but

It wasn't until he encountered the Porsche in front of him that his confidence in winning the championship began to waver.

"Sister Shan, sit tighter." Qin Yifeng said, raising the gear, stepping on the accelerator harder, and suddenly the car accelerated again, chasing the Porsche with a roar.

Next to the passenger seat, the pale-faced Wu Shishan, who had already tied several knots with her seat belt in front of her belly, suddenly felt depressed and had an urge to vomit, but she still kept warning herself in her heart.

: "You must not vomit. Vomiting in a car worth more than three million yuan is very depraved."

"There's a sharp bend ahead!" The middle-aged coach on the Porsche was a little worried. He knew that as a young driver, his weakest point was to go through such sharp corners, and the Ferrari behind him was not as good as the car alone, as his young driver said.

, based on his old and poisonous eyes, he could tell that the driver in that Ferrari was definitely a super expert with at least ten years of racing experience.

The Porsche driver drove the car quickly toward the sharp bend. When he was approaching the bend, he completely released his foot from the accelerator and applied the brakes slightly to corner. He was familiar with the track and knew that as long as he passed this sharp bend,

The three small curves at the back and the series of curves were no longer a threat to him, but when he was about to breathe a sigh of relief, he suddenly found that the Ferrari in the rearview mirror was missing.

The Porsche driver wanted to rub his eyes. He absolutely did not believe that he could get rid of him with the speed of the Ferrari. Just when he was puzzled by the disappearance of the Ferrari, he was surprised to find that the disappeared Ferrari was actually

It didn't disappear, but I don't know when it caught up with my car. The front of the Ferrari was flush with the rear of my car.

"Is he crazy?" The Porsche coach and driver didn't slow down when they saw the Ferrari was level with their own car, but still cut into the sharp corner at top speed. Both of them were scared and their faces turned pale.

"It's impossible. How could his skills be so high?" the Porsche driver said to himself in disbelief. The speed of the car also slowed down unconsciously in an instant. During his deceleration, he was

The driver of the Ferrari next to him actually seized this opportunity very well. The Ferrari, which was still speeding at high speed, actually overtook him when he was slowing down, and then turned out of this sharp corner.

"It's impossible. Such technology can only be built by a master with at least twenty years of driving experience. But a master with twenty years of driving experience is also old and should have retired long ago?" Can't accept being surpassed by Ferrari?

This fact is not only shared by the Porsche driver, but also by the Porsche coach. "Master, the road behind is a straight road before reaching the next corner. You must overtake the Ferrari on this road to have a chance to win."

.”

"Shut up!" the Porsche driver yelled angrily after hearing the coach's words, and immediately accelerated to chase the Ferrari as soon as he turned the corner.

The Porsche coach was yelled at by his young driver and did not dare to speak on the spot. He knew that if he relied solely on his skills, his young driver would have no chance of winning the championship. And if the young driver lost this game, it would be too late for him.

The situation will also become desolate.

Sure enough, the Porsche coach's vision was still very vicious. As soon as the Porsche turned the sharp corner, he immediately saw the Ferrari not far away, but the driver of the Ferrari, Qin Yifeng, cleverly slowed down his car and used his car's speed.

The tail firmly blocked the Porsche's path to overtake him.

The Porsche failed to overtake many times. The young man in the car finally couldn't bear it anymore and said to the coach beside him: "You, shoot his tires out with your gun right away."

"Despicable!" The coach couldn't help but cursed in his mind after hearing the young master's order. He finally knew why the young master asked him to carry a pistol on his body. It turned out to be to prevent a car from robbing him of his championship.

"Hurry up!" The Porsche was suppressed by Qin Yifeng's Ferrari, and the young master ordered again.

"Yes!" The coach sighed, then took out the pistol from his arms, looked in the rearview mirror, and after realizing that there was no sign of any car behind him, he leaned his upper body out of the window and aimed the pistol at the rear wheel of the Ferrari.

Qin Yifeng also felt a lot of pressure while sitting in the driver's seat of the Ferrari. Although he found that the driver in the car behind him was not as skilled as him, he still did not dare to relax for a moment. Now he was already worried about the ten-minute deadline for the conference.

No longer paying attention, he just wanted to compete with the car behind him, so he slowed down and blocked the car behind him.

Suddenly, Qin Yifeng, who was preventing the car behind him from overtaking him, frowned, and then a sense of danger hit his heart. With this feeling, he immediately turned the titanium plate to the right without thinking about it.

, the Ferrari immediately deviated from the track and dodged to the right, and then Qin Yifeng saw in the rearview mirror that a bullet had hit the position where his rear wheel had just been.

"Despicable!" Qin Yifeng suddenly became angry when he saw the bullet that was originally aimed at his rear wheel but missed.

"Damn it, you can't hit it like this, let's shoot again!" Seeing Qin Yifeng avoid the coach's shot, the young master immediately ordered the coach to shoot again.

After hearing the young master's order, the coach immediately aimed at the rear wheel of the Ferrari in front and fired again. Unfortunately, the Ferrari driver seemed to have predicted that he would continue to fire at him, and once again avoided his own bullet.

The coach did not wait for the young master to issue an order and fired several shots in succession, but the shots he made were still avoided by Ferrari.

"Damn it!" Qin Yifeng kept turning the titanium disk to dodge left and right. At this moment, he was already burning with anger. Suddenly, Qin Yifeng was not paying attention, and a bullet passed by his window. When the bullet passed by,

The strong air flow shattered the window glass of his car, "Okay, I can't bear you anymore."

After that, Qin Yifeng quickly increased the speed of the car, pulling the Porsche behind him far away, and then quickly turned into the next corner.

The young master in the Porsche was very anxious when he saw Qin Yifeng speeding up. Unfortunately, his skills were not so high that he could keep up with Qin Yifeng's speed. He was still worried when Qin Yifeng's car turned into the next corner and disappeared in front of his face.

Trying hard to get the Porsche to accelerate.

"Hurry up, hurry up, hurry up..." The young master kept shouting in his heart. Finally, with his shouts, the car drove to the corner where Qin Yifeng turned.

The young master slowed down the car and passed the full bend steadily. But as soon as he passed the bend, he saw something that made his face change drastically.

Not far from the bend, he saw a red Ferrari lying on the road blocking his way. Next to the Ferrari, a young man in ordinary clothes was facing him with a cruel smile.

Although they have not yet approached the young man next to the Ferrari, the young man and the driver in the Porsche felt a word ringing in their hearts: "You are finished!"


This chapter has been completed!
Previous Bookshelf directory Bookmark Next