Woman, it only affects the speed at which I draw my sword

Su Chen maintained a speed of eighty miles, which was already very fast for him.

Two minutes later, when he encountered the first sharp bend, he quickly slowed down and passed it smoothly.

But it caused a burst of laughter from the people on the side of the road.

Only then did he realize that at every corner, there were people standing there watching the excitement.

"A person like this dares to follow the trend and reduce racing. I'm afraid he is looking for death?"

"You don't understand this. The more you are a novice, the more you are not afraid of tigers. If you have a good car, you really think you are invincible. Little do you know that the most important thing about racing is not the car, but the driver."

Su Chen had already opened it, so naturally he couldn't hear other people's comments.

He glanced down the hill and saw the Ferrari's headlights make a beautiful drift around the corner and quickly disappeared from sight.

With such a big gap, Su Chen felt that even if the top drivers came, he might not be able to catch up.

Su Chen began to lose confidence, and couldn't help cursing secretly: "Go to tm's broken system, if you dare to play me, I will uninstall you when you go back."

Although it was an angry word, he didn't know how to unload it at all, but when the words fell to the ground, he suddenly trembled, like a ghost, his blood spurted out immediately, he directly shifted the paddle, stepped on the accelerator pedal, and the Bugatti from The docile sheep just now turned into a roaring beast in an instant!
The roar of the engine resounded throughout the mountain. Su Chen watched the pointer on the instrument panel in front of him suddenly rise to 260, and his heart was surprisingly calm.

Almost at the moment of speeding up, when the next turning point was reached, Su Chen stepped on the clutch, shifting gears and oiling in one go.

Those who were standing at the turning point barely reacted. They saw a bright light flashing in front of them, and then... nothing more.

"What the hell just passed by in a whoosh?"

The person who asked the question obviously hasn't recovered yet.

"Should it be a car?"

Those who answered were also somewhat unsure.

"Hasn't Young Master Feng passed away? Could it be that kid named Su Chen?"

"How is it possible? If the car that passed just now was really a car, its speed must have been at least two hundred miles. When cornering at such a fast speed, the car has to be thrown out. Even a top racing driver cannot do this. A little?"

"But if not, what was that just now?"

Several people glanced around, and suddenly felt that the surrounding environment seemed strange.

"Quick, quick, ask Xiao Li to see if that Bugatti just passed by!"

Racing cars like this are tracked by aerial cameras all the time, and the person in charge of shooting Xiao Li can transmit the images captured to him in real time.

At this time, Xiao Li stared at the phone and was stunned, "Fuck, is this a person driving?"

The screen on the mobile phone only captures light and shadow, and the car body cannot be seen clearly at all. The most conservative estimate is that the speed of the car has reached 300 mph!
Even when cornering, the speed will never be lower than [-]!
Driving on a mountain road at such a speed, isn't this looking for death?

All the people around gathered around, and they were too shocked to speak when they saw the picture sent back by the drone.

But soon someone came to his senses, took out his mobile phone and shouted: "Bugatti is crazy!! Bugatti is crazy!! The speed has reached at least [-] mph, something will happen tonight, please contact the hospital!"

Hearing this news, all the hundreds of people who came to watch the excitement on the mountain were all shocked!

"Fuck, this is a desperate rhythm!"

"Sure enough, newborn calves are not afraid of tigers. Damn, I will never dare to bully novices in the future. It's so unreasonable to drive!"

"You said, with such a fast speed, Feng Shao will not be hit to death by Bugatti, right?"

When everyone was boiling over Su Chen's madness, Su Chen, the person involved, had a calm face at this moment. It took less than a minute from the speed up to the present, but he had already seen the rear of the Ferrari.

Feng Chengen in the car didn't know Su Chen's behavior, and everyone was shocked by it. At this time, he was still immersed in the pride of leaving Su Chen far behind.

But soon he was stunned, because he saw the Bugatti chasing after him through the rearview mirror!
"how can that be?"

Just now he clearly left Bugatti behind by at least a kilometer, how could Su Chen catch up so quickly?
Although he was very puzzled in his heart, he still stabilized his mind and stopped Bugatti firmly behind.

Bugatti also slowly slowed down, keeping a distance of 20 meters from Ferrari.

Seeing this scene, the others breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, Su Chen did not lose his mind, otherwise, with the speed just now, he could have directly knocked Feng Chengen off the cliff.

"You said, at the next turn around, will Feng Shao be overtaken by Su Chen?"

At this time, no one dared to question Su Chen anymore. People who passed six or seven turns in a row at a speed of two hundred miles really couldn't be imagined by common sense.

Soon, their doubts were resolved.

At the next turn, Feng Chengen was planning to make a beautiful drift to pass the turn, and took this opportunity to distance himself from Su Chen, but unexpectedly, the Bugatti behind was like a roaring beast, with a bang, the car body almost came A translation, and then suddenly speed up, directly leaving Ferrari behind.

Without Ferrari blocking the way in front, Bugatti is like a wild horse that has run off the rein, going fast all the way, making continuous corners with almost no deceleration, and then disappearing into the vast night.

Everyone who saw this scene was dumbfounded.

"I seriously suspect that Young Master Feng kicked the iron plate. That kid named Su Chen is obviously pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger!"

"You still have to wonder, isn't this fact obvious? I think this kid may be a professional racing driver!"

"Fart! Which professional racing driver have you ever seen dare to corner at a speed of more than 200 mph? What's more, it's a back turn. It's impossible for a professional racing driver to do this?"

In fact, Su Chen's speed of 300 mph is nothing among professional drivers. In a professional racing car, the fastest speed on the straight is close to 150, and the average speed on the corners can also be around 200-[-].

But it is impossible to turn around at a speed of two hundred, because the speed is too fast, and the car will be thrown directly!

The most important point is that this is a mountain road, which is too different from a real track. Moreover, although Su Chen drives a top-level sports car, it cannot be compared with a professional racing car.

So everyone couldn't understand at all how Su Chen did this.

Since Su Chen surpassed Feng Chengen, there was no suspense about the result. After 2 minutes, someone exclaimed: "Su Chen has reached the finish line, he has reached the finish line! Let's see how much time it took!"

Those who have seen the racing tonight were all deeply impressed by Su Chen. It is not so much a racing car as it is Su Chen's personal show.

At this time, no one cared about winning or losing. What made them even more curious was how long did it take Su Chen to reach the finish line?