Chapter 77 Cyclonus
When entering the corner, Lin Zhong suddenly turned the steering wheel. The front of the Lamborghini cut into the inside line, and the rear of the car was thrown out. With a beautiful drift, he instantly overtook the Ferrari blocking the front!
"Drift at full speed!"
The Ferrari driver's eyes almost popped out of his head, as if he had seen a ghost.
It was not that he had never seen drifting before. Even as a senior racing driver, he could do it himself. However, he did not expect that Lin Zhong was so courageous. He actually dared to use the most dangerous maneuvers on the mountain road where he couldn't even see his fingers. Drift at full speed!
Lin Zhong drove the Lamborghini and left the Ferrari behind, like a hunter chasing his prey, chasing the Bugatti Veyron at the front!
"Grass!"
The driver of the Ferrari recovered from the shock and was unwilling to be overtaken by Lin Zhong. He cursed angrily and stepped on the accelerator, gritting his teeth and chasing after him.
However, no matter how fast he accelerated, the distance between him and Lin Zhong was still getting farther and farther, and he was soon thrown away, and there was no trace of the Lamborghini anymore.
Seeing Lin Zhong's terrifying speed, the Ferrari driver's confidence in Liu Ming was shaken. If this continues, Liu Ming might be overtaken or even surpassed!
The driver of the Ferrari was shocked. If Liu Ming failed this time, he couldn't imagine what kind of fate he would encounter.
Because Liu Ming asked him to stop Lin Zhong, but he didn't do it at all.
"No, I have to inform Mr. Liu!" He picked up the walkie-talkie.
Liu Mingzheng was driving a Bugatti Veyron on the mountain road leisurely, whistling leisurely, turning on the music, and swaying with the music.
From his point of view, victory is already within his grasp anyway, so he is not anxious or nervous at all.
At this moment, an anxious voice came from the intercom: "Master Liu, Master Liu!"
Liu Ming recognized that it was one of his riders, so he picked up the walkie-talkie and asked displeasedly: "What's the matter?"
"Young Master Liu, I'm sorry, I didn't complete the task you gave me. The guy named Lin Zhong just passed me!"
"What did you say?" Liu Ming suddenly raised his voice, and his leisurely mood disappeared, "You actually let Lin Zhong pass you?"
"Master Liu, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." The driver of the Ferrari was sitting in the car, sweating profusely, and kept apologizing, "But that guy was driving too fast, and he passed me right away. I didn't react at all when he flew over, and his skills are not ordinary, so he might catch up with you..."
Before he finished speaking, Liu Ming no longer wanted to hear any more.
"waste!"
Liu Ming cursed fiercely, threw down the walkie-talkie, gripped the Bugatti Veyron's steering wheel tightly, and stepped on the accelerator. The Bugatti Veyron roared and the speed increased sharply.
At this time, only three minutes had passed since the start of the race, and Lin Zhong had already overtaken four cars, rushing from the seventh place at the back to the third place in one breath.
If this speed continues, even if Liu Ming can pass the finish line first, Lin Zhong will still win, because the competition in racing is not ranking, but time!
Whoever can run down the mountain in the least time will win the final victory!
Liu Ming also understood this, and while speeding up, he also gave a death order to a driver following behind.
Block Lin Zhong and slow down Lin Zhong regardless of the consequences!
The azure Lamborghini was racing wildly on the mountain road. It was obviously a smooth and elegant sports car, but Lin Zhong suddenly outran it with the momentum of a tank charge!
But the speed is several times faster than a tank charge!
Under this high-speed rush, Lin Zhong quickly caught up with a modified car in front. When Lin Zhong saw the modified car, his pupils could not help but shrink slightly.
Just from the driving posture of the vehicle, it can be seen that the driver of the modified car is a professionally trained racing driver.
In the modified car, there was a middle-aged man in his forties sitting. His face was full of vicissitudes of life, his complexion was dark, but his eyes were sharp, and he showed that he was rich in experience.
The middle-aged rider also noticed Lin Zhong catching up, and grinned: "You came quite quickly, no wonder you attracted Mr. Liu's attention, so let me compete with you to see how much you weigh!"
He stepped hard on the racing car, the speed of the modified car dropped sharply, and the rear of the car hit the front of the Lamborghini!
At this time, the Lamborghini was approaching at high speed, and the distance between the two cars was no more than 20 meters. For such a short distance, it only took a moment for a high-speed sports car.
If Lin Zhong did not slow down, the Lamborghini would definitely hit the rear of the modified car. The rear of the modified car had been modified. Once it hit, the consequences would be disastrous.
The middle-aged driver's malicious deceleration is more like murder than obstruction!
Lin Zhong's eyes flashed coldly, and he had to step on the brakes to slow down the Lamborghini.
The sudden deceleration caused the Lamborghini's tires to rub violently against the ground, making a harsh friction sound and dragging out four dark tracks. Lin Zhong's body rushed forward, and the seat belt tightened around his body.
The middle-aged driver driving the modified car chuckled, stepped on the accelerator again, and the modified car accelerated violently. Between the deceleration and acceleration, he had already distanced himself from Lin Zhong.
While driving, he even opened the car window, stretched out an arm, thumbs down, and made a provocative gesture to Lin Zhong.
"interesting!"
Seeing that the other party actually provoked him, the blood in Lin Zhong's body that had been calm for a long time finally began to boil.
Racing has always been a men's sport, and driving at high speeds can easily stimulate men's hormones. Since Lin Zhong is a man, he will certainly not be an exception.
Feeling the vibrations of the Lamborghini underneath him and listening to the violent roar of the engine, Lin Zhong's eyes became brighter and brighter, and his expressionless face gained a hint of wild and unruly expression!
This trace of expression made his whole person come alive.
"Since it's been a long time since I've been racing around, let's have some fun tonight!" Lin Zhong whispered to himself, stepped down and pressed the accelerator to the bottom!
The Lamborghini suddenly roared like a crazy rhinoceros and rushed towards the modified car blocking the front.
Such a crazy gesture startled the middle-aged driver who modified the car, but he quickly regained his composure: "You think you can scare me like this? You're so naive!"
When Lin Zhong accelerated, of course he would not release the accelerator, step on the brakes, and repeat the same trick as Lin Zhong wanted!
The middle-aged driver's attention was focused on Lin Chong, but he forgot to consider the route.
Why was Jiuqu Mountain chosen as the location for underground racing? It’s because the roads are winding and the routes are changeable!
At this moment, in front of the modified car and Lamborghini, the second level of Jiuqu Mountain, the S-shaped curve appeared!
Chapter completed!