After the identity of the women's clothing boss was exposed by his sister

After Mo Yichen drove wildly for a while, he slowed down the speed of the car.

Because he can no longer see the car behind him from the rearview mirror.

Just now I concentrated my energy and gave full play to this section of the road.

Let his adrenaline soar, let him forget all the unhappiness and negative energy just now.

At this time, he turned his head to look at Wang Binghong, the co-pilot.

Seeing her pale, nervous look.

Mo Yichen patted her shoulder silently, signaling her to relax.

Wang Binghong was frightened silly.

Just after turning around at the top of the mountain.

After Mo Yichen passed the first corner, he kicked the floor oil.

Combined with Xiaopo, the entire Lycan has soared to 380 kilometers.

This is the mountain road in Anji Mountain!Mountain Road!
Then the exaggeration is a heavy foot brake, drifting around the corner.

This wave of operations directly caused the overload of 4.3G.

It made Wang Binghong feel like she was going to spit out her dinner.

And she felt that when Mo Yichen was drifting, the distance between the front of the car and the mountain was less than 2cm.

2cm! !

Just a small shake of this hand, and the cliff hit the mountain.

It wasn't until Mo Yichen slowed down the speed that she slowly relaxed.

"Relax, relax, don't get excited, enjoy the 4G overload."

"When you can drive F1 in the future, the overload of 4G and 5G is normal. Get used to it now."

Mo Yichen said with a heartless smile.

Eight minutes later, Mo Yichen drove the Lycan sports car across the finish line.

After a full 10 seconds, the Lamborghini behind him reached the finish line.

Mo Yichen was about to drive the car back to the parking space when he saw Tong Muzhi looking at him with a dark face.

So Mo Yichen opened the window and said with a mean smile:

"Big water fish, if you surrender, you lose half, and you lose 500 million to me, and then just kneel down and bark like a dog."

Tong Muzhi ignored Mo Yichen's clamor, but sneered and said:
"Little sister, you are doomed to lose tonight. My car is the masterpiece of Master Wu Chengxue, the king of modifications."

"You don't need to lose money if you surrender now, just come and stay with me tonight, otherwise I will definitely beat you up."

There are obviously two layers of meaning in Tong Muzhi's dry translation.

Mo Yichen also understood, he suddenly felt that his supper was a bit nauseating.

Then retched: vomit
This action also completely darkened Tong Muzhi's face.

And Wang Binghong looked at Mo Yichen with a smile, she thought this young lady was really interesting.

The next 2 group games.

Tong Muzhi easily won the group stage of his own group.

The other group was won by a Pagani Zonda.

Because in the group stage, Tong Muzhi went all out.

So among the 3 people who qualified, he had the best result.

He will start first in the final.

The second place was Mo Yichen.

The distance between the two cars was actually not that big, Mo Yichen's visual estimation was about 5 meters.

Since I have just been familiar with the route.

Wang Binghong didn't take Mo Yichen's co-pilot anymore.

But Zhang Linger clamored to go up.

Mo Yichen didn't care either, he had absolute confidence in himself.

Zhang Linger's weight seems to be less than 100 catties.

It has no effect on your own vehicle.

"Sister Xiaoge, I missed that Tong Muzhi, this person is really disgusting!!!"

Before departure, Zhang Linger was chirping on the co-pilot.

"I just talked to him a few words, and I felt disgusted, Linger, have you known him for a long time?"

Mo Yichen was curious, he knew that the rich second generation had their own circles.

"His father and my father are comrades-in-arms, so we can be regarded as family friends, but this man is very disgusting. Every time he looks at me, his eyes are very obscene, which makes people very uncomfortable."

Mo Yichen also understood.

After all, he was disgusted just once.

"Okay, Ann, let's see how I teach him to be a human being, ready to start, sit tight."

Mo Yichen was not careless this time, he started to step on the gas pedal when the fourth light came on.

The engines of the three vehicles were all roaring violently.

The tires also rub against the asphalt road.

The pungent smell of burning tires.

After five lights went out, three vehicles ejected.

But Mo Yichen, the unmodified Lyken, is 100 meters ahead.

It was directly given by Bugatti.

Regardless of the speed limit, or the acceleration of [-] kilometers.

The modified Bugatti Veyron can really kill Mo Yichen in a straight line at a speed of [-] kilometers.

But Mo Yichen didn't care.

There are more than 30 bends in Anji Mountain, which is always a place to test skills.

Now Mo Yichen was concentrating.

With [-] points of attention.

Pull the handbrake and drift.

Let go of the handbrake and give the gas pedal.

A series of actions in one go.

The distance you get thrown off at the start.

It took only 5 corners and was chased back.

Tong Muzhi was still complacent.

From the rearview mirror, he saw Mo Yichen chasing him.

He was shocked.

Your own car has been tuned and modified by a tuning master.

It stands to reason that it can kill other cars in seconds.

Why was it chased back after five corners?
And I am not the kind of fool who can only step on the accelerator and brake.

How did you get caught up?
Is it really because his technology is not as good as others?

Thinking about it this way, Tong Muzhi made a mistake on a bend.

When drifting in this corner, I drifted a little bit, resulting in a way out.

And the "experienced" Mo Yichen directly grasped his mistake and surpassed it.

Tong Muzhi quickly adjusted the car body.

After passing this corner, there is a straight road.

Although Mo Yichen surpassed the past, he was behind the straight road.

Bugatti still followed closely behind Mo Yichen's ass.

It's another bend, after coming out of this bend.

The Bugatti, which was originally clinging to Mo Yichen's buttocks, is now halfway behind.

The technological gap can be imagined.

"Fuck, I can't lose! I can't lose!"

Tong Muzhi gritted his teeth and shouted.

The roar of the Bugatti engine is also in line with Tong Muzhi.

It was almost time to reach the next corner.

Now the front of Bugatti has surpassed the rear of Mo Yichen.

But according to the development of this situation, once the corner is passed, he will be thrown off again.

Thinking that he was going to kneel down to bark like a dog, Tong Muzhi's eyes instantly became vicious.

"Hehe, if you don't get it, destroy it."

He muttered to himself.

Then lightly turn the steering wheel to the right.

The front of the Bugatti directly touched Mo Yichen's rear wheel.

You know, in the state of high-speed driving, the rear of the car was hit.

Then the car in front can only have one result.

That is rollover.

Plus now there are curves and cliffs ahead.

As long as it loses control and rolls over, the vehicle will definitely rush down the cliff, causing the car to crash and kill people.

Tong Muzhi's operation was completely overwhelmed by anger.

In addition, he didn't want to lose face, so he made this bad move.

Mo Yichen in the Lycon supercar was about to turn the corner.

Suddenly he felt that he lost control of the rear of the car, and then the whole car began to lose control of himself.