Racing on the city streets is something only Feng Yu and the Prince (Harmony) Party dare to do.
Feng Yu was afraid of delaying the agreed time, so he added: "The end point is at Xixianglong, let's see who gets there first!" Xixianglong was the place he and Ye Rushui had agreed upon.
The second-generation official saw that Feng Yu's car was very valuable and thought that he had a deep background, so he did not show the usual arrogant style of the Tai (Harmony) Party, but treated him equally. He said: "Okay, I just happened to be on the way, and the starting point is
At the red light ahead!"
Feng Yu responded: "Okay!"
Feng Yu was naturally at a disadvantage when racing here, because he was not too familiar with the streets of Kyoto, and that man must be quite familiar, so Feng Yu could only rely on the navigation system and his top driving skills.
Feng Yu's driving skills are absolutely top-notch. Every killer needs to drive a car if he wants to escape after completing a mission under certain circumstances. Naturally, this depends on his driving skills, and Feng Yu is no exception.
.In the shady organization, he was trained to have top-notch driving skills at the age of eleven, and the cruelty involved was unimaginable.
This second-generation official wanted to race Feng Yu, but he immediately fell behind many times in terms of driving skills. Feng Yu agreed to race with him because he hadn't raced a car for a long time, and when someone suddenly mentioned it, everyone naturally agreed.
Seven o'clock arrived, and they were in the third column, which was exactly the same. There were still ten seconds left on the red light, which kept flashing as if counting down for them.
Ten seconds passed quickly. In this street filled with cars like a sea, they accelerated at the same time, startling the drivers next to them. However, looking at their cars, you could tell that they were probably driving again.
The two second-generation officials were racing, and the drivers had seen a lot of them, so they could only curse a few times in their hearts and drive their cars slowly.
The speed of the two of them was extremely fast. In this downtown area, they increased their speed to close to 100, and the other cars were separated by a long distance, and the two cars were kept pace with each other.
There was a turn ahead, but there was a traffic policeman, but they were not afraid, and the speed still did not drop. Instead, Feng Yu drove faster, which immediately changed from the previous flat situation, and Feng Yu was at the front.
When the second-generation official saw Feng Yu's crazy behavior, he couldn't help but cursed secretly: "Running so fast? Are you looking for death!"
When Feng Yu was approaching the corner, he suddenly turned the steering wheel quickly. Under such extremely fast conditions, he was still turning so fast. If ordinary people knew about it, they would probably think that Feng Yu was committing suicide. But no one knew how to do it.
It's a matter of coming down.
The front wheels of the car driven by Feng Yu started to rotate, and the rear wheels turned rapidly. The friction between the wheels and the ground produced a harsh friction sound. People around them immediately noticed the two speeding cars. People in Kyoto knew that they were probably those individuals.
The official second generation started racing again, but the tourists were puzzled. How dare someone dare to speed in Kyoto?
But then they immediately forgot about this, and were deeply shocked by Feng Yu. Feng Yu drifted in an incredible arc. How many people have seen a car show off its drifting skills right in front of them? Quite a few.
The person quickly took out his cell phone to take a photo, but of course there was not enough time. Feng Yu had already quickly moved away from the place, and then another car turned around the street and followed the drifting car.
The person competing with Feng Yu was also shocked by Feng Yu's wonderful drift. He could not help but feel a little happy that he had met a master. He liked driving skills very much. When he saw a master, he would naturally make friends with him later. I hope
Feng Yu can teach him.
The traffic policeman, however, did not dare to say anything. One of his colleagues resigned because of his involvement in this matter.
After passing a few more corners, Feng Yu used his drift and immediately threw his opponent far away.
He kept looking for the gap between the cars in front of him, and then jumped in. Along the way, he ran through countless red lights. He was very excited. He liked this kind of pleasure and excitement very much.
The originally twenty-minute journey took him fifteen minutes to get there, and the game took ten minutes. After two or three minutes, another car just drove over.