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Chapter 159 Racing

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    A Porsche and a Lamborghini were parked at the starting point, and the roar of the engines of the two cars was endless, like two beasts ready to devour anyone at any time.

    In the Lamborghini car, Mi Tiangong gritted his teeth and said: "You must win!"

    Song Zibin rolled his eyes and said, "Mr. Mi, am I still going to lose against such an unknown person?"

    Mi Tiangong took out a breath and said, "You're right, I'm so angry that I'm dizzy. Then you have to use all your strength. If I want to win, he won't even be able to find him in the north."

    "Okay." Song Zibin shook his head. He felt that such a competition was really meaningless. If it weren't for Mi Tiangong's status and the high reward he was given, he would really be too lazy to come here to compete.

    In my heart, I didn¡¯t take Su Weifeng into consideration at all. I just had a casual comparison and won.

    A girl in front counted three numbers, and then waved her hand down fiercely.

    The two cars swooped out immediately.

    In matters like racing, even if your level is high, if you don¡¯t give up a few meters or a few seconds first, that¡¯s too pretentious.

    Song Zibin would not be like this, and Su Weifeng would not be like this. During the competition, many times, the difference is less than one second.

    There is a straight road ahead, and the two cars are basically driving side by side, in no particular order.

    However, this does not tell the level of a person at all. Any enthusiast here can almost do this. After all, the performance of everyone¡¯s cars is not much different. The competition on the straight road is the performance of the car, plus the starting point  time reaction speed.

    The two cars immediately entered the first curve.

    The curve of this curve is not very big. Song Zibin just applied the brakes lightly, and the car rushed over at high speed, and immediately got in front of Su Weifeng's car.

    "100 meters, fifth gear right bend." Shui Lingling stared at the front and said loudly.

    Su Weifeng¡¯s car also rushed through the curve immediately.

    But he immediately said: "Pilot the ship twenty meters in advance."

    "Copy that!" Shui Lingling nodded quickly. She also felt that she was a little late when she spoke just now, which caused Su Weifeng to be a little unstable when he turned.

    "100 meters, fourth gear right bend!" It was another curve, Shui Lingling shouted half a second ahead of time.

    When Su Weifeng¡¯s car went through the curve this time, it was a little smoother than before.

    "100 meters, third gear left bend." Shui Lingling shouted again, looking a little nervous.

    The curves are getting bigger and bigger, and the level of the driver is getting higher and higher. During the competition, it is these corners that really determine the outcome.

    When passing a curve, the car definitely needs to slow down, and the level of the driver means the length of time it takes to turn.

    The opponent¡¯s professional racing driver, Song Zibin, has already understood the track in advance, so he can go through such detours extremely quickly.

    After Su Weifeng passed the detour, he was already thrown away by fifty or sixty meters.

    "Whoosh!" The tires and the ground made a screeching sound. The car slowed down slightly, turned the corner, and then rushed out at high speed.

    "pretty!"

    Shui Lingling praised loudly. This turn was more difficult than the previous two, but Su Weifeng turned faster. This not only showed that Su Weifeng's driving skills were good, but also showed that the two people had a tacit understanding of their cooperation.

    In the Lamborghini in front, Mi Tiangong turned his head and glanced behind him, saying, "Yes, you are indeed a master."

    Song Zibin said with some disdain: "Master Mi, if you compete with such a person, the outcome has already been decided. There is really no need to be nervous."

    "I'm not nervous, I just feel a little uncomfortable." Mi Tiangong swallowed. The feeling of sitting in the racing car was actually not good.

    Most people will secrete a large amount of adrenaline due to strong tension, which will also be accompanied by feelings of nausea and dizziness. Generally, people who often play this, or who are naturally fond of stimulation, will be more adaptable.

    Mi Tiangong is obviously not this kind of person. If he hadn't seen Su Weifeng come to participate in the competition and see him win with his own eyes, he really wouldn't have gotten in this car.

    Song Zibin glanced at Mi Tiangong and couldn't help but feel a little disdainful. He was a typical rich kid, rich and willful, but without much masculinity.

    "Huh?" After the car passed another big bend, Song Zibin glanced at the rearview mirror, couldn't help but be a little surprised.

    "What's wrong?" Mi Tiangong asked, holding the armrest on the right side of his head tightly with both hands.

    Song Zibin¡¯s eyes shone with excitement and he said, ¡°My level is actually pretty good, I¡¯m catching up.¡±

    "What? I'm catching up, hurry up and speed up." Mi Tiangong shouted angrily.

    "Okay, it's up to me." Song Zibin immediately cheered up. Normally, with his current performance, the average driver would probably be thrown away by him for hundreds of meters, but the opponent was just pulled down.  It was fifty or sixty meters away, but now it was only about thirty meters. In other words, the opponent's performance at this distance was even better than him.

    Song Zibin naturally didn¡¯t try his best just now, that is, he played at 50% or 60% of his level. At this time, he immediately concentrated on it, and the speed of the car immediately increased.

    Originally, the distance to the car in front was getting closer, which made Shui Lingling quite excited, but after a detour, the distance between the two cars increased again, making her a little nervous again.

    ¡°Then the navigation was not so accurate again, causing Su Weifeng to be a little slower again when turning.

    "Calm down and maintain accuracy." Su Weifeng reminded lightly.

    Shui Lingling also knew that she had indeed made a mistake just now, so she took a deep breath to calm herself down, and when she piloted the ship again, she was accurate again.

    Su Weifeng said: "Yes, just keep it like this. Don't worry, he can't win."

    "Yeah, I believe you." Shui Lingling shook her fist hard. At this time, she had to believe in Su Weifeng, and judging from Su Weifeng's current driving skills, he was definitely a trustworthy person.

    "Let me go, the level is really not low. This level is definitely comparable to that of professional racing drivers."

    Song Zibin in the front has already played to his 100% ability, and now he still can't get away from the car behind him. The distance between the two of them has been kept at about fifty meters. He couldn't help but praise him.

    "Damn it, you still have the mood to praise them, don't let them catch up." Yoneda Gong cursed through gritted teeth.

    Song Zibin frowned and said nothing.

    Soon, both cars rushed to the top of the mountain, and then went back downhill. However, the distance between the two cars remained the same. It seemed that Su Weifeng's level was equal to Song Zibin's. The gap in front now seemed like an insurmountable road.  The gap can no longer be closed.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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