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Chapter 939

Chapter 939

When Ning Fan saw Qiao Sen's car emitting red flames, his heart suddenly became solemn.

"Is this the legendary flaming chariot? Damn it..."

"It's over, it's over, my money is gone." The man who was the dealer looked like he wanted to cry.

The host was also extremely surprised, because after hosting so many competitions, this was the first time he saw an injector installed on the rear of a car.

"Is this going to knock Ning Fan off the cliff?"

As expected, Ning Fan was already preparing to corner at this time, but the speed of Qiao Sen, who was equipped with an injector, was beyond imagination.

Just as Ning Fan was turning, Qiao Sen slammed into Ning Fan's left side of the car.

boom!!!

The sharp steel piece had pierced the car body and almost caused Ning Fan to run off the road.

Jiang Yurou didn't scream, trying not to affect Ning Fan's thinking, but her bloodless face showed that she was extremely nervous.

Bang bang bang bang...

The powerful thrust made it impossible for Ning Fan to escape. The car's body had already rubbed against the fence outside, causing a snapping sound.

Now it is moving forward entirely relying on Jolson's thrust, and the Ferrari has been hit by the fence beyond recognition.

Fortunately, you get what you pay for. There was only a problem on the outside, but Jiang Yurou, the co-pilot, was not hurt.

"Let's see how long you can hold on." Qiao Sen sneered.

Ning Fan was not helpless, he stepped on the accelerator to the bottom, and the Ferrari roared into action again.

I started out of control instantly, but the vehicle had already skidded and spun on the road.

Like a top, Jiang Yurou grabbed the seat tightly.

Seeing this scene, everyone's hearts tightened. Mo Ziyu slapped the table hard, her car had become a mess.

Ning Fan did not panic. When he saw Qiao Sen's car rushing up again, he frowned slightly.

Just when Qiao Sen was about to deliver a fatal blow, he was suddenly whipped hard by Ning Fan's rear end, which was spinning like a top.

boom!!!

squeak--

Qiao Sen's direction instantly shifted and he hit the stone wall of the inner passage.

The entire front of the car was dented, the hood was lifted, and the engine was steaming.

"Ning Fan is finished!"

Because of such a jerk, the Ferrari rolled over and rolled over.

But just when everyone thought the car would roll down the cliff, the whole car seemed to be steadily pressed down by some force, landed on the track and flew away.

"this......"

Everyone was dumbfounded. Could it be that God helped Ning Fan? Helped him stabilize the rolling sports car?

"Wow--"

There was a moment of surprised silence, followed by excited screams.

To put it more mysteriously, it was the hand of God that helped Ning Fan. To put it more scientifically, it was Ning Fan's own operation that stabilized the rolling vehicle.

Situ Yanran and the other three finally felt relieved. It was really thrilling just now.

"I'm scared to death. Fortunately, this skill is hard-core enough." Chen Hao continued: "But there is no hope of winning. I wasted too much time dealing with this Qiao Sen. I have no time to catch up."

Ling Shuo is now far ahead, and the distance is too big. Even if Ning Fan is given time, it will be difficult to catch up.

Jiang Yurou was wearing protective clothing and a helmet, so she wasn't injured in the roll just now, but she was still quite frightened.

"Are you okay?" Ning Fan asked.


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