These people laughed and laughed, obviously seeing Lin Hai as he was like the meat on the cutting board, completely letting them slaughter.

Lin Hai seemed to have not realized the crisis at all, as if he had not realized that Ferrari had thrown him out, and once he lost, he would have a miserable end. He could still be distracted and talk to Wang Yu: "How about this speed? Are you afraid?"

Wang Yu's face turned pale and red, and he grabbed the seat belt with both hands. She had been on a car countless times and took a fast train. She had experienced racing before, but at such speed, not to mention that she was just a life-threatening person on such a mountain road, she had never experienced it before.

After hearing Lin Hai talk to her, Wang Yu bit his lip and said reluctantly: "I'm not afraid. As long as I'm with you, I'm not afraid of anything!"

"But I don't dare to speak now, I'm afraid I'll spit it out as soon as I open my mouth."

Lin Hai laughed loudly, and could still talk to her while turning the steering wheel; "Don't worry, the car is driving forward, and the effect of force is coming towards you, so if you want to vomit, you will just open your mouth and just look over."

"You..." Wang Yu was disgusted by him. He was about to hit him, but when he thought that he was driving now, he was so panicked that he quickly grabbed the seat belt.

Lin Hai actually said this to adjust the atmosphere and ease Wang Yu's nervous mood. Wang Yu's reaction made him laugh: "I'll catch it steadily, and I'll go ahead soon. I'll go over."

This track itself was rebuilt by the Panshan Road. There are countless curves along the way. Most people have to lower the speed to drive carefully when they arrive here, but in that case, they will completely lose the meaning of racing. Therefore, Chen Zhiwu and Lin Hai both stepped on the accelerator to the bottom, and even when they reach the curve, they did not slow down at all.

Besides, it was already night and the vision was very poor. If a car accidentally rushed out of the mountain road, it would be the end of the car being destroyed.

Wang Yu's heartbeat was about to rush out of his heart, and the feeling of weightlessness kept coming. This was the real extreme challenge. The most exciting game was the heartbeat. When the real fear reached its limit, people would become extremely awake. Wang Yu looked at Lin Hai beside him and his focused face, and his heart suddenly calmed down.

That feeling was like the man around him was omnipotent, and as long as he was there, there was nothing that could not be faced.

Wang Yu's heart gradually calmed down.

Lin Hai also became serious. When a ramp in front appeared in view, he started to kick the accelerator and accelerated again.

The modified car exerted its power to a huge extent. At this time, when you look at the foot of the mountain, you can only see two moving spots of light, which are so fast that the naked eye can hardly see clearly. There is also a faint roar.

Of course, no matter how Wuling is modified, it cannot be compared with Ferrari. The inherent advantages are there. After all, such an expensive car is not only good-looking, but also the king of racing in all aspects of performance.

However, racing does not mean that the more expensive the car, the better it will definitely be able to drive the best speed. Otherwise, racing will have no meaning. Whoever has the most expensive car and the best car will be the champion. The most important thing is to look at the driver's skills.

Chen Zhiwu himself is one of the best drivers. He is talented and very brave. In addition, his family conditions are there, so he may drive more cars than some people have seen in his life, so he has developed excellent skills. Professional racing drivers are often not as good as him.

He had a little inexplicable fear and worry before, but after he got on the track, he became like Po Wuling behind him, and was completely thrown away by him. On this track, he is the eternal king, and no one can win him. As for Lin Hai, who dared to come over to challenge him with Wuling, he was only worthy of being stepped on by him.

The women around him were completely unable to do it. Rolling their eyes was almost the same as fainting. Such an extreme speed was not something that anyone could bear.

A sneer appeared on Chen Zhiwu's lips. In his opinion, victory was within reach.

At this time, a sound of engines that did not belong to Ferrari suddenly came to my ears, and it was still getting closer. Chen Zhiwu is already an old driver, and even at such a high speed, he is still very sensitive to the recognition of sounds.

This track is only open for both of them tonight, and no one else can come in. At this time, the sound can only belong to Lin Hai.

Chen Zhiwu's face changed instantly. He said he didn't believe that Lin Hai could catch up, while the woman beside him shouted in a silence and howling: "They are catching up! Will they bump into each other?"

"Shut up!" Chen Zhiwu jumped like thunder, pulled the joystick hard, and Ferrari rushed forward at an unparalleled speed again.

However, his cold sweat had already emerged because he could see that Wuling's speed continued to increase behind him, especially Lin Hai's skillful skills and calm and composed mentality, which completely made him feel panicked.

He had investigated before and knew that Lin Hai was a loser and might have driven a car at most, but he would never have been exposed to high-end and exciting activities like racing.

That's why he chose racing to compete with Lin Hai. The purpose is very simple, just to completely attack Lin Hai, so that Lin Hai will completely realize that he is just a poor loser and has no capital to compete with him.

In his imagination, even if Lin Hai had the courage to come to the track and see these luxury cars, he would have weak legs when he saw this formation. If Lin Hai dared to show off in this way, then what he was waiting for was to be tortured to death by him on the track.

But everything seemed to be completely different from what he imagined. Lin Hai's skills were obviously no worse than him. How could this be a loser? Many people in their circle could never catch up with Lin Hai's skills.

Even he himself was a little confused: If Lin Hai was not driving the Po Wuling but a slightly better car, would it be his turn to chase him now, and would he be sure to catch up?

Chen Zhiwu had never been so panicked. He stepped on the accelerator again, but the speed and power of the car had reached the limit, and the sounds made by the engine were extremely harsh.

No matter how fast he accelerated, Wuling was like a ghost shadow, and she couldn't get rid of it no matter how hard she shook it, but instead got closer to it little by little.
Chapter completed!