But I didn't see him slow down. How did he manage to accurately cut the car into the corner at this extreme speed?
Luck, it must be luck!
However, those who doubt that this is luck will not think so the next moment.
After that mysterious car cut into the first corner, its speed did not slow down at all. The front of the car turned sharply, the tires squeaked on the ground, and it cut into the second turn again accurately!
If luck can be used to explain it the first time, it makes no sense the second time. In theory, the probability of having this kind of luck twice in a row is hundreds of times lower than winning the lottery jackpot, and the possibility is almost zero.
!
"Is this the legendary inertial drift?"
The old wolf's eyes suddenly widened.
"Inertial drift?"
One person asked in confusion, "What do you mean? Why haven't you heard of it?"
Old Wolf stared at the big screen intently, swallowed his saliva with a grunt, and said slowly after a long while: "According to legend, there is a kind of top-notch driver who does not need to slow down when cornering. He can use the superb control technology of the vehicle to use mechanics.
The law of inertia in cornering.”
"The advantage of this kind of inertia cornering is that it can always maintain the original speed of the vehicle and hardly cause too much speed loss."
"But this kind of inertial drift technology only exists in theory. It involves too many things and requires absolute mastery and understanding of the entire vehicle. Just integrating the human and the vehicle is extremely difficult."
"What's more, we have to consider our own weight, road conditions, wind speed, light, and even air humidity. These all require very accurate data. As long as there is a slight error in one of the links, the final outcome will be completely wrong."
"So until now, I have never seen anyone master this kind of technology. I didn't expect that I would encounter it today!"
Everyone was dumbfounded when they heard this.
"Then Huang Boran..." one person said worriedly.
Old Wolf shook his head and smiled bitterly, "Facing such a master, he has no chance at all."
Sure enough, at the fifth turn, Huang Boran's 911 was far away, and he heard this guy exclaiming on the intercom, "Fuck, I've hit a fucking ghost, it's impossible!"
"Master Fang, what should we do next?"
Old Wolf took a deep breath, Mr. Fang was the backbone of their group, and he had to make the decision in such a special situation.
There was a moment of silence on the other end of the intercom, and then Mr. Fang's faint voice came, "Set up a roadblock, stop him first, and wait for me to come over."
A roadblock covered with steel spikes more than a foot long and as thick as a rolling pin was immediately laid at the end. No vehicles except tanks could drive through.
The car came down the mountain road and slowly slowed down. Only then did everyone see the true identity of this mysterious vehicle in Lushan.
But while everyone was curious, they were also a little disappointed.
"Are you sure it's this car?"
Someone asked doubtfully. Although they heard on the intercom just now that this mysterious car was probably a small POLO, when they really saw the true appearance of Lushan, they found that the condition of the car was worse than imagined.
It has an ordinary appearance. The car exudes the ugly sheen that only the poorest quality car paint can have. It looks shabby. Just looking at the appearance, this car belongs to the kind of car that others only see when you drive it to a second-hand car dealership.
A garbage truck that can weigh scrap metal by the pound.
Then the car door slowly opened, and the owner of the car slowly walked out.
After seeing each other clearly, everyone suddenly looked disappointed again.
Especially those girls who are full of expectations and have imagined countless possibilities. The person who can drive such a cool car must be a handsome and charming young man.
But the man in front of them made all their fantasies shattered.
He is a little over 1.7 meters tall and has an ordinary appearance. He is dressed in a suit that looks like bargains from a street stall, and he is dressed like a loser.
"What does it mean?"
Yang Xuan looked indifferent, glanced at the roadblock in front, and asked lightly.
"Brother, you look familiar, which way are you from?"
The old wolf looked the other person up and down and felt puzzled. Of all the people in their circle, who didn't wear famous brands?
But this guy was all about selling stuff. He looked listless, like a heavy smoker.
In short, if he hadn't witnessed it with his own eyes, he wouldn't have believed that the person in front of him was a master who could use inertial drift.
Yang Xuan looked indifferent, but he was already irritable in his heart, so he said impatiently, "It's none of your business, please remove the roadblock immediately!"
Um?
A group of people looked at each other, and then there was a trace of amusement on the corners of their mouths.
If you meet an arrogant and domineering guy, things will become more interesting.
It's one thing to lose a car, and that's what the rules say, but it's another thing entirely if the opponent actively provokes you.
"Brother, please keep your mouth clean. You drive very well. I admire you very much. Give you a chance to apologize to me. I can pretend that you didn't say what you just said."
Lao Lang sneered and said, he is the more stable one among this group of people, otherwise he would have gone crazy just by saying this.
These people, who have been pampered since childhood, are born with a sense of superiority. If anyone speaks harshly to them, it is a huge insult in their eyes.
Yang Xuan raised his head and glanced at the group of people. He was in his early twenties, dressed fashionably, with an arrogant expression and provocative eyes. There was a luxury car parked next to him, and he only needed to write three words on his forehead with a pen: Second Generation Ancestor.
If it were normal, Yang Xuan would be quite interested in having fun with these young people, but now, he really doesn't have that intention.
After leaving home, he had been feeling irritable and vented all his bad emotions on the accelerator.
When he went up the back hill just now, he didn't even think about racing with anyone. He just wanted to use this extreme speed to relax his emotions a little.
"Are you going up one by one, or together?"
Yang Xuan sighed softly and went straight to the topic. He really didn't have much intention to make trouble with these young people now, so he said calmly, "Let's go together to save time."
A group of people were stunned and suddenly burst into laughter.
"Old Wolf, he is despising you."
"Brother Wolf, you have today too, hahaha!"
"Hey, this kid is going to be unlucky today."
The people next to him laughed and looked at the scene in front of them with great interest, looking forward to the next scene.
Yang Xuan's words did not anger them, but made them feel that things were getting more and more interesting.
The old wolf's face was livid, his fists clenched loudly, and he said in a deep voice, "Boy, this is your own abuse. If you can still stand within thirty seconds, I will lose!"
As he spoke, he approached Yang Xuan step by step with a ferocious face.
The people around him all crossed their chests with their hands and watched the scene in front of them with great interest. Then when they looked at Yang Xuan, most of them looked at him with ridicule and gloating. A few of them had a little bit of conscience, but they could see a hint of sympathy in their eyes.
It's not good for this guy to provoke anyone, but he wants to provoke a big guy like Lao Lang. He can only be unlucky today!
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