"Boy, are you going to compete with me with this car?"
Hong Xiuchuan asked with a mocking smile.
Xiao Feng nodded: "Yes! What's the problem?"
"Haha... Xiao Feng, you are really a layman."
Cheng Minghai laughed: "This is just an entry-level road race, how can you compare it with Xiuchuan's car? It's not at the same level at all."
Cheng Jinna also mocked: "Oh brother, don't worry about it."
"Dr. Xiao is a very capable person. He can fly on trains and planes."
"Hahaha…"
There was a burst of laughter at the scene, and even the club employees looked contemptuous.
How can an entry-level car that costs tens of thousands of dollars outperform a top-end car that costs millions? There is no comparison at all. This is simply asking for abuse.
"So you are a doctor? Humph!"
Hong Xiuchuan was even more proud. A small doctor was not worthy of being his opponent.
"Don't say I'm bullying you, I'll let you run away first."
"Okay! Thanks a lot, Mr. Hong."
Xiao Feng was not polite, started the motorcycle and drove out slowly.
"Hahaha... what is this? A turtle?"
"I think turtles are faster than him, but this motherfucker is a snail."
The scene burst into laughter again, Cheng Caiying's face turned green, she wanted to stop it but couldn't.
"Caiying, the man you like is such a loser."
Hong Xiuchuan said nothing, turned the accelerator and chased after him.
He easily surpassed Xiao Feng and left him far behind.
"Humph, you don't overestimate your capabilities."
Just when he was getting carried away, he suddenly heard a heavy roar behind him.
He looked in the rearview mirror and saw that Xiao Feng was chasing after him.
"You brat, you want to play with me? I'll play with you to death."
Hong Xiuchuan increased the accelerator and rushed forward, and soon the speed soared to about 200 kilometers per hour.
But Xiao Feng still clung to each other tightly and was never thrown away. The two motorcycles were one behind the other, and the distance was less than fifty meters away.
"You bastard, I want you to eat exhaust fumes."
Hong Xiuchuan turned the throttle to the bottom, and the Kawasaki beast roared and soared to 260 kilometers.
This time Xiao Feng was left far behind. After all, the performance of the two cars was too different. 200 kilometers per hour was already the peak for entry-level motorcycles.
"Haha... fight with me? You're still far behind."
Hong Xiuchuan was laughing wildly when he suddenly made a sharp turn in front of him. Because he was driving too fast, he had to slow down quickly.
In the few seconds when his speed dropped, Xiao Feng caught up with him from the inner road and made a 180-degree turn, leaving him firmly behind.
Outside the track, Cheng Caiying and others were stunned.
Overtaking on the inside lane without slowing down can be said to be a life-and-death struggle. If there is even the slightest mistake, the car will be destroyed and people will be killed.
"This kid is simply a lunatic."
Cheng Minghai said speechlessly: "Even professional drivers wouldn't dare to overtake at full speed on the inner lane."
"Tch! It's just bad luck. You have to die next time."
Cheng Jinna flattened her mouth and hummed.
Cheng Caiying bit her lip, feeling very nervous.
It doesn't matter whether she wins or loses, she just wants Xiao Feng to be safe.
On the track, after returning to the straight line, Hong Xiuchuan increased the accelerator again and caught up again.
When the two motorcycles were side by side, Hong Xiuchuan turned his head and shouted against the wind: "Boy, you won't always be so lucky. You want to beat me? It's too early for you."
Xiao Feng ignored him and continued to drive smoothly.
"You brat, I'm talking to you, why are you pretending to be deaf?"
He yelled again.
"Stop talking nonsense, there is only one last lap left."
Xiao Feng replied coldly.
"Hmph! You're definitely going to lose."
Hong Xiuchuan hit the accelerator and once again left Xiao Feng behind.
There was another 180-degree turn ahead. As long as he passed it smoothly, he would reach the finish line steadily.
But the speed was too fast, and Hong Xiuchuan didn't dare to gamble, so he had to slow down again.
When his speed dropped, Xiao Feng once again overtook the car from the inside lane, still going at full speed.
Hong Xiuchuan was dumbfounded. This kid was completely desperate for his life. The motorcycle even made a strange roar, and black smoke was rising from the exhaust. It looked like it could be scrapped at any time.
"You bastard, I won't lose to you."
At the center point of the turn, Hong Xiuchuan instantly increased his speed, and the car began to tilt more and more, almost touching the ground.
"Hahaha...I succeeded."
Hong Xiuchuan was so excited that he was about to surpass Xiao Feng.
Suddenly, his face froze and he could no longer control the car with his hands.
If the motorcycle loses control on the highway, it is a matter of seconds.
With a bang, Hong Xiuchuan fell and fell over.
The motorcycle flew out on the spot, and he rolled around, finally hitting the guardrail.
As for the million-dollar Kawasaki motorcycle, its parts were scattered all over the floor, and it was basically scrapped.
Everyone present was stunned. This was simply more exciting than a professional game.
Who would have thought that an entry-level road racing machine could actually defeat the million-dollar Kawasaki beast.
"Oh, Master Chuan!"
After being stunned for a few seconds, the Hong family's bodyguards quickly ran up.
The Cheng family and club employees followed closely behind. This was a major accident on the track.
I saw Hong Xiuchuan sitting on the ground in a miserable state, and his racing suit was in tatters.
"Master Chuan, are you okay?"
The bodyguard quickly stepped forward to help.
"Everyone open it for me!"
Hong Xiuchuan shook off several people, took off his motorcycle hat, and threw it to the ground.
"Son of a bitch, it's just a little bit close."
At this time, his eyes were red and his face was covered with blood.
Fortunately, he reacted quickly and abandoned the car, and the track had protective barriers, otherwise he would have fallen and become disabled.
'boom…'
At this time, Xiao Feng came back driving his motorcycle.
He jumped out of the car and smiled slightly: "Master Hong, be careful. It is very dangerous to accelerate in curves. This time, you will be lucky."
Only by knowing yourself and the enemy can you be victorious in every battle.
Hong Xiuchuan's cornering skills are not good, this is his biggest weakness.
Xiao Feng had already discovered this shortcoming when he observed their racing cars.
"You brat, I'm going to be cruel to you."
Hong Xiuchuan gritted his teeth with hatred. Although he was not convinced, he had to admit that the opponent's driving skills were indeed better than his own, and the loss was not unfair.
"I lose, Caiying is yours."
Xiao Feng shook his head and smiled: "You are wrong again. Caiying is not a commodity and does not belong to anyone."
Cheng Caiying looked at him tenderly, her eyes full of admiration.
"Master Cheng, it's not good."
Suddenly, an employee hurried over and said breathlessly: "There is a madman outside who has smashed your car. Go and have a look."
"What? Dare you smash my car?"
"I see who is so bold, he doesn't want to live anymore."
Cheng Minghai took the lead and led everyone out.
Before I even walked out of the club, I heard a smashing sound coming from outside.
When everyone came outside the club, they saw a short man dressed in rags and holding an ax in his hand, smashing the car glass.