Can you really blame me for this? His blame-shifting skills are top-notch!
Tang Hao was speechless. He smiled lightly and said, "You heard the loud countdown just now and didn't even react. Are you sure you can hear me when I call you?"
He Qiaoying lost her confidence after what he said. She glanced at Tang Hao's dashboard subconsciously and was stunned.
"Why are you driving so fast? Are you waiting to fly off the winding mountain road?!"
He Qiaoying said angrily. Through the dashboard, she could see that the speed of the car at this time had exceeded two hundred yards and was still gradually increasing.
Tang Hao showed a hint of joking: "This is too fast, so what are you doing here?"
Zhang Rui directly invested about 100 million in a bet with the other party in order to win a breath. Tang Hao naturally understood the importance of this game. He would definitely try his best to win this game. Even when he met last time
The one-minute concession at the start against Maraschu never happened again.
After all, the opponent is an active F1 racing driver. Although Tang Hao is sure to win against the opponent, he does not dare to say that he will win as completely as he did against Maraschu. He wants to ensure that he does not make the slightest mistake.
So when he heard that He Qiaoying actually asked him to slow down, Tang Hao seemed to have heard some big joke. This game is worth 100 million. In order to ensure that your phone does not fly out, you just slow down. Are you kidding me?
What?
He Qiaoying blushed when Tang Hao said this, and seemed unable to think of how to refute Tang Hao.
After a while, He Qiaoying stared and said: "Li Yuntao also took me racing, but he didn't step on the accelerator and rush forward like you. I don't think you were racing at all. This
You’re sending yourself to death!”
"Oh!"
But as soon as He Qiaoying finished speaking, her panicked screams could be heard in the car.
The reason is simple, we have reached the first of the nine big bends.
The reason why Heiyun Cliff has become a holy place for this group of drag racing enthusiasts in Zhangjiang City is precisely because of its nine big bends on the winding mountain road. Each of these nine big bends has extremely large arcs and weird directions. Almost every
Anyone passing through the curve must slow down and pass carefully.
But in a confrontation of this level between Tang Hao and Mao Long, whoever slows down first means the loser.
Therefore, Tang Hao had almost no hesitation. He still used full power and planned to negotiate the first big bend at a large angle.
Needless to say, Tang Hao's driving skills, amidst a strong braking sound, Maserati gracefully took the first big turn at a perfect angle, and also narrowed the distance between it and Ferrari.
However, this was a pain for He Qiaoying, who was sitting in the passenger seat. One moment she was talking to Tang Hao, and the next second the car entered an elegant state, causing her center of gravity to become unstable and her phone fell under the seat.
, and even his head hit the car window glass, and then there was that scream.
"It hurts me to death~!"
He Qiaoying squinted his eyes and rubbed his forehead with difficulty. There was already a small swelling there due to the collision just now.
When Tang Hao saw this, his heart tightened. He quickly looked at He Qiaoying, and then he looked at the passenger seat. The seat belt was scattered aside.
Tang Hao frowned and said coldly: "If you haven't fastened your seat belt yet, I can't guarantee whether your people will fly out next."
He Qiaoying, who was already upset, immediately said aggrievedly: "You are a grown man, why are you so mean to a woman like me? Didn't you see that my head was swollen?"
Tang Hao smiled bitterly in his heart. He suddenly felt that he and this woman had no way to communicate at all. How could he throw the blame for everything on his brother?
After a while, Tang Hao sighed and said softly: "Okay, you'd better put on your seat belt. There is no need to put your own safety aside just to get angry with me. How about it, does it still hurt there?"
Seeing that Tang Hao's attitude improved, He Qiaoying snorted coldly. She put on her seat belt, pouted again, and replied strangely: "It's a little better than before, it doesn't hurt as much."
Tang Hao murmured: "Now that your phone has fallen under the seat, don't pick it up. In fact, racing is more interesting than playing with your phone. You can enjoy the process while ensuring safety."
He Qiaoying rolled his eyes at him: "I don't realize how interesting it is. And it seems that riding in your car does not guarantee safety!"
Tang Hao smiled and did not answer. He continued to control the Maserati to fly forward.
After passing the first big turn, the Maserati, driven by Tang Hao, drifted through the turn at the most perfect angle, and the gap between it and Ferrari seemed to have been narrowed.
But the good times didn't last long. As the car accelerated along a straight line, Ferrari relied on its performance advantage to expand its advantage again.
"Tsk, tsk, this guy has two skills. At least he is capable of cornering, which is not what ordinary people have."
On the Ferrari, Mao Long looked at the Maserati in pursuit in the rearview mirror. A trace of confidence appeared on his face, and he sighed: "But it's a pity that you drifted at a desperate angle, and the little advantage you gained in exchange was lost."
I will be overtaken by my straight-line acceleration. In the end, the car will compete with the car. This is an eternal truth..."
As for Tang Hao on the Maserati, he saw that the little distance he had regained was eaten away by the opponent. He was not in a hurry, whistling on his lips, and driving at his original speed.
Because he understood that there was an essential gap between his car and the opponent's car. Even if he tried his best to catch up to a distance of only one meter, the opponent could still rely on the car's strong advantage in straight-line acceleration to regain the distance.
Pull open.
Therefore, you either don’t chase, or if you want to chase, you must surpass the opponent in one fell swoop!
After two or three more turns, Tang Hao still showed no tendency to exert force. Maserati maintained a distance of four or five meters from the opponent, and no one could pull away from the other.
Tang Hao's so-called lack of effort only meant that he did not risk his life; he still relied on his superb skills to negotiate these big corners at a perfect angle.
Of course, the drifting during this period naturally caused He Qiaoying to keep exclaiming. She curled up in her seat, her face was pale, and she just couldn't understand the fun of racing in Tang Hao's words.
"Damn Li Yuntao, he sold me like this, and he said there was a racing master who would lead me to show off and fly..."
At this time, He Qiaoying hated Li Yuntao so much that she wanted to go down the mountain and tear him into pieces. Even her eyes showed a trace of resentment. (To be continued)