Niu Qianlan smiled confidently and said, "Then let's wait and see."
Wang Long's uneasiness became even stronger, especially when he saw Niu Qianlan's confident look, he began to doubt whether Lu Chen could really beat He Junzhe?
"Impossible. As long as Lu Chen did not surpass He Shao before the last straight uphill, He Shao would win firmly." Wang Long shook his head, not daring to think about the consequences of losing.
While they were discussing.
Lu Chen's distance was quickly getting closer to He Junzhe.
Without anyone to block it, Lu Chen directly pulled the speed up, and even the electric car was a little overwhelmed with the weight, and the "crunching" sound seemed as if it could be disbanded at any time.
Liu Meier was completely numb. It can be said that her three souls and six spirits had long been thrown away.
Lu Chen didn't care about Liu Mei'er, and focused on chasing He Junzhe.
At this moment, Lu Chen once again showed his unparalleled driving skills. He drove at 350 yards at full speed, even a half-circle curve of 180 degrees.
Everyone could not sit still when they saw this scene, and they all stood up nervously. Looking at the screen, the distance between Lu Chen and He Junzhe quickly narrowed, and their hearts were getting colder.
Inside a sports car.
Han Puxian was covered in sweat and was soaked in her clothes.
His hands were trembling, his eyes were filled with fear, his face was full of horror, and his voice was even more trembling: "Sir He, he...he is about to catch up."
"What!"
He Junzhe's face became extremely ferocious, and he was anxious and angry, but there were too many bends behind him. Even if his car was the son of Paganifeng, his speed could only be maintained at about 40 yards.
In contrast, Lu Chen drove the electric car and quickly turned around at a speed of 350 yards.
It would be strange if the distance between the two is not quickly narrowed.
"Why! Why did he not die after leaving!"
He Junzhe gritted his teeth, held the steering wheel tightly with both hands, and his eyes were filled with blood.
"Mr. He, don't worry! We still have a chance, that is, the last five hundred meters straight uphill, and decide the winner!"
Han Puxian endured his fear. It was the first time he had encountered such a terrible opponent. It was too oppressive to play against such an opponent.
He couldn't imagine giving Lu Chen a top-end sports car. Who could win him in terms of racing?
"I know if you don't say it."
He Junzhe took a deep breath, and the final straight sprint would be his last chance.
He must win!
If you even lose this.
As the Eighth Prince of the Demon City, his affairs today will definitely be nailed to the pillar of shame and be ridiculed.
Even if those people dare not laugh at him in public, they will inevitably discuss it behind their backs.
This is absolutely unacceptable to a perfectionist like him.
How could he lose to a foolish son-in-law like Lu Chen?
no way!
And he had a bet with Lu Chen.
If he loses, he will terminate the engagement with Meng Aohan and let Meng Aohan's adoptive mother leave the He family.
This is definitely something he can't accept.
So he must not lose!
"Catch up! Lu Chen, he really caught up!"
"We are about to enter the final straight uphill track. This is the time to decide the outcome. He Shao's sports car can also bring the performance of the car to the extreme. I don't know if we can win."