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Chapter 332 Is this guy crazy?

Lin Feng stepped on the accelerator and drove quickly on the road.

Sure enough, it was different having the driving skills. Before that, he didn't dare to accelerate when driving this Reventon.

Because the speed of this car is so fast that Lin Feng cannot control it even with his skills.

But it's different now. Let alone this speed, even if it's twice as fast, it's not a problem for him.

Lin Feng turned on his Penguin and searched for nearby racetracks. This car couldn't perform its performance on the road at all. Only by finding a racetrack could he race as he pleased.

Lin Feng discovered that the largest racing track in Shen City was in the area where they were located, not too far away, and it was called the No. 7 Racing Club.

Lin Feng had been controlling his desire to accelerate along the way. Although according to his skills, there would be no problems even if he was racing on the highway, speeding was not good after all, and it was better to obey the traffic.

Soon he arrived at Club No. 7, and Lin Feng found that the people who came here were all sports cars and luxury cars, including Porsche 911 and Ferrari.

But even so, the Reventon he drove was still the most beautiful car.

The selling price of 15 million is still relatively small in China.

After Lin Feng paid some money, he entered the track.

As soon as he entered the track, he attracted the attention of many people.

"Wow, look, that's a Lamborghini Reventon. I went to see it a few days ago. It cost me fifteen million. In the end, I was so short of money that I could only buy a Maverick."

"It's more expensive than my Daniel. I wonder how the performance is?"

Several young men next to the track saw Lin Feng's car and immediately discussed it for a few words.

After arriving at the track, Lin Feng finally no longer had to restrain himself. He stepped on the accelerator to the bottom, and Rewington suddenly jumped out from the place, making a dynamic roar.

Without any suppression, Lin Feng kept accelerating, raising his speed to the extreme.

"Why is this guy driving so fast? It's hard to make corners at such a fast speed."

"Maybe he is a veteran and is familiar with the track, so he is confident."

"Speaking of which, this 15 million car is different. It should accelerate from 100 kilometers to 100 kilometers in three seconds."

One of them said with a bit of envy that they were all second generation rich, otherwise they wouldn't be able to afford a sports car, but most of them still couldn't afford a luxury car like Reventon worth more than 10 million.

"Look, what is he doing? He's still accelerating!"

One of them exclaimed, immediately attracting the attention of others.

"Are you crazy? You're accelerating at this time?"

"It's too late to stop him, this person is done."

....

"Beibei, it seems like there's a new kid here. If something happens here, I'm afraid I'll be in trouble." The man said to the tall woman next to him.

Qian Beibei's eyes were attracted by Revington speeding on the track, and he frowned.

Club No. 7 is their family's property. The guy who drives Reventon obviously has a distinguished identity. If he dies here, he will definitely cause trouble.

But now it's too late. The opponent's speed is too fast. The curve is not far ahead. It's almost there in the blink of an eye. It's too late to stop it now.

"Is this guy crazy? He's accelerating when cornering!"

Qian Beibei was completely confused. He had never seen someone driving like this before.

Could it be that the brakes on this Reventon are broken?

It shouldn’t be!

How can a 15 million car break down so easily?

Everyone's attention is focused on Lin Feng. Is this Reventon about to die just after it came out?

At this speed, the car will definitely overturn when cornering.

Of course Reventon's brakes were not broken. Lin Feng also knew that there was a curve ahead. The reason why he did not slow down was because he was sure that he could pass this curve.

His systematic driving skills have given him the best control skills in the country and even the world. Such a corner is nothing to him.

At this time, some of the people nearby had already picked up their mobile phones and started recording, and some were preparing to make fighting sounds. This Rewington rollover will definitely become a hit.

Finally coming to the corner, Lin Feng concentrated on operating the Reventon, drifting past it at an incredible angle, and actually passed the corner without any harm.

The onlookers were stunned. Is this okay?

How fast can he go through corners without any damage? Could it be that this person is a professional racing driver?

"Damn, that's awesome!" One person couldn't help but say.

"This guy is so awesome, he is a car god!"

"Revington, the god of racing, is awesome!"

Several rich second-generation people who were watching were all racing enthusiasts. When they saw Lin Feng's operation, they were all shocked.

Seeing Lin Feng successfully turning the corner, Qian Beibei breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, nothing happened, otherwise he would have been in trouble.

At the same time, I became more and more curious, who is this person?

Even a professional racing driver would find it difficult to do this. Is this person the top racing driver in the country?

But none of the top racing drivers in the country can drive a Reventon, right?

There is no answer, so I can only keep reading.

For the next section of the road, Lin Feng still kept accelerating, even when facing curves, which shocked everyone's jaws.

At this moment, Lin Feng didn't know that so many people were watching him outside the track, and someone had even posted his textbook cornering to the Internet.

At this moment, he was immersed in the thrill of racing, it was so hearty. On the track, he could have no worries and release himself to his heart's content.

Rewington was like an afterimage running on the track. In Lin Feng's hands, this 15 million luxury sports car showed his true charm.

Finally, the finish line was reached.

Lin Feng immediately made a big drift, and the car made a 180-degree turn. The ground was full of tire marks. The tires were in close contact with the ground, causing a burst of white mist to rub against the ground.

After a while, the car finally stopped.

At this time, the time was frozen at three minutes, fifty-four seconds and three!

Everyone was shocked when they saw this time.

Record breaking!

Lin Feng broke the best record on this track.

The original record of this track was set by the famous domestic car king Zhang Chi, which was three minutes and fifty-nine seconds.

But Lin Feng was actually more than five seconds shorter than him.

More than five seconds may not seem like much, but it does make a world of difference. In top racing competitions, the difference is often only milliseconds.

So shocking!

"Damn it, that's a record. He broke the record of car king Zhang Chi!"

"Damn it, who is this person?"

"I took the photo and will send it to my circle of friends."

....

Lin Feng didn't know that he had broken the record. He originally wanted to run a lap, but he was distressed to find that the car was out of gas.

He had refueled the car on the way here, and it burned out in just a short while.

But this is normal. The fuel consumption of a sports car is already amazing. In addition, Lin Feng just stepped on the accelerator to low, so the fuel consumption is naturally very scary.

"Let's go over and have a look. This is a record-breaking master!"

"Go over and get to know the racing god. I think he may be the top racing driver in the country."

"I also think that maybe we still know each other."

....

Several people immediately walked towards Lin Feng's position. (To be continued)


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