At this time, a club was playing a game on the mountain.
The host is now in front of the big screen and looking at the pictures on each monitor.
"Our No. 1 player is so far ahead, we..."
Before the host could finish speaking, the first camera captured the vehicle of Lu Fengsheng and Ning Fan speeding past.
"What the hell is that? Why are outsiders' vehicles entering? Hurry and warn them to stop," the host shouted.
The people below were no longer in the mood to watch those racing cars, and were all attracted by the two cool supercars. The speed of the two cars was too fast.
Visual inspection has exceeded 180 yards, and it is possible that it has even reached 200 yards.
"Isn't this car... Master Lu's car? Whose is the one at the back?"
The host was very surprised. It was difficult for the currently installed monitors to capture the two cars.
But the host has hosted many such irregular competitions, so he can naturally recognize Lu Fengsheng's car, and Lu Fengsheng is also known as the car god.
This mountain has no name, but because the road is curved and the surroundings are steep, cars often fall off and crash and people are killed, so it is called the Eighteen Turns of Death.
There are nine bends up the mountain and nine bends down the mountain. The angle of each bend is also 90 degrees. There are two places where the angle of the descent is terrifying zero degrees.
As soon as Lu Fengsheng came to Jinhai City, he defeated many drivers and completed the battle to become a god in these eighteen fatal turns.
This is also the reason why Lu Fengsheng led Ning Fan here. Here, he is invincible.
If Ning Fan dares to pursue him, his car will be destroyed and people will be killed. If he doesn't dare to chase him and run away, he will definitely pay double the compensation in the future.
But Lu Fengsheng hoped that Ning Fan would be killed by him here. He picked up the walkie-talkie and said: "Ning Fan, if you want to show off, I dare not chase you. I am my grandson. Everyone around you will be retaliated because of you." ?”
Because I often play racing, there is a walkie-talkie in each car.
Ning Fan also heard the sound coming from the intercom placed under the center console.
He didn't bother to pick it up and responded: "Okay, let's play with you, you can't run away tonight."
"Huh, let's try it then."
Lu Fengsheng thought he had successfully angered Ning Fan, but he didn't know that Ning Fan didn't take him seriously at all.
The host on the mountain quickly picked up the walkie-talkie and shouted: "Attention all riders, Master Lu and the mysterious rider are coming. Please get out of the way immediately. Please get out of the way immediately."
All the drivers who were racing stopped angrily. Lu Fengsheng was not only a car god but also a second-generation rich man. If he blocked his way, he would never be able to get involved in the racing world in the future.
The host didn't want to miss the car god's style, and said: "The camera crew, send out the aerial camera, hurry up, we must take pictures of the entire race and Master Lu's victory!"
"OK!"
An aerial camera flew up and captured the cars of Lu Fengsheng and Ning Fan a few minutes later. They entered a desperate section of road and were about to pass the first corner.
Buzz——
Lu Fengsheng's speed increased again, and Ning Fan was not to be outdone.
"Ning Fan, the first bend is your burial place."
The first corner was right in front of him. Lu Fengsheng pointed the direction with a cold smile and lifted the handbrake in one go.
squeak--
The Ferrari's rear wheels made a beautiful flick and successfully passed the first corner.
"You are dead!"
Lu Fengsheng originally thought he would see Ning Fan crashing through the guardrail and falling into the cliff, but in his unbelievable eyes, Ning Fan also perfectly completed a drift and caught up.
And looking at the smoothness of that car, it is more perfect than Lu Fengsheng.
"My qiao, apart from Master Lu being able to drift without slowing down in such a curve, isn't the car behind him a bit too naughty?" The host was dumbfounded.