The personal master of the stunning president

Chapter 133
"It's a pity that a good seed..." Lin Dingtian looked at the scene on the screen and couldn't help shaking his head and sighing. As one of the founders of the racing association, he could see that if the performance of the blue sports car was not inferior to that of the Bentley, The winner of this competition is definitely Leng Feng.

"If you want to die, let's die together..." Although his nose was bruised, his face was swollen, his face was swollen, his head was dizzy, but when he saw his car smashed into Leng Feng fiercely, Zhao Xing's eyes flickered with hysterical madness.

Leng Feng couldn't help frowning. This scene was definitely beyond his expectation, but the experience of rolling between life and death for many years has made Leng Feng not only not panic at all, but his mind is unprecedentedly clear. .

"My fate is up to me..." At this moment, Leng Feng let out a low growl like a beast, and stepped on the gas pedal firmly.

The performance of the blue sports car was brought into full play at this moment, and the pointer on the dashboard jumped from [-] to [-] all of a sudden!

"Boom..." The blue sports car let out a huge roar, as if unwilling to live, but also seemed to be roaring passionately, and rushed out like an arrow from the string.

"Bang..." The Bentley slammed down hard, but because the blue sports car was too fast, it only hit the rear of the car. The blue sports car shook violently and drove away without any danger.

"That's okay too..." The jaws of the people who had been staring at the screen dropped all the time. It was obviously beyond their understanding that the blue sports car was able to escape in the blink of an eye.

"Could this be..." Lin Dingtian, who had been staring at the screen nervously, couldn't help but twitched his eyes, and there was a flash of light in his eyes: "The legendary combination of human and car."

Lin Dingtian is a master, and even the king of the underground racing world. He heard his master say the word "human-vehicle integration", and he knew that the so-called "human-vehicle integration" refers to the integration of human and car, and the car has a human soul. , People drive cars like arms and fingers!

"Boom..." The roof of the Bentley fell down, and it hit the ground fiercely. Zhao Xing in the car was bleeding from the head, and several bones in his body were broken. As for whether he can survive, it depends on the ambulance. Can you get him to the hospital in time?

"Heifeng..." Heifeng, who was driving the car with a relaxed expression, pulling Liu Wenjun's Ferrari farther and farther, suddenly heard Lin Dingtian's excited voice from the earphones: "Today there is a A genius, Leng Feng can actually combine a car with a human."

"It turns out that there is a genius who combines a car and a car." A gleam flashed in Heifeng's eyes, and a strong fighting spirit flashed in his eyes.

"This is absolutely impossible, Leng Feng is just lucky." Liu Wenjun, who also heard the reminder from his companion, shook his head to remind himself.

"Boom boom boom..." As if to prove something, there was a huge roar from far to near, and the blue sports car became bigger and bigger in Liu Wenjun's rearview mirror.

"Since Zhao Xing can't fix you, let me do it." Liu Wenjun showed a trace of madness on his face, and kept turning the direction while stepping on the accelerator to the bottom.

The white Ferrari turned into a flash of white lightning on the track, and began to snake. The high-speed rotating wheels exuded a burning smell due to the high temperature.

"If you have the ability, you will surpass me..." Looking at the blue sports car in the rearview mirror, Liu Wenjun's eyes flickered with a thick wave.

The two cars were driving fast and quickly entered a bend. Liu Wenjun's technique was obviously better than Zhao Xing's by a little bit. Although the car was cornering at high speed, the body was always zigzag, blocking more than half of the track .

Leng Feng looked at the Ferrari in front of him coldly, with a hint of playfulness in the corner of his mouth, even turning the steering wheel, the car turned into a zigzag.

The sound of brakes sounded from time to time, which affected everyone's nerves. Everyone who looked at the screen had strong curiosity in their eyes. In Jiangbei City's Feihun Valley Circuit, which is known as the death lane, Leng Feng and Liu Wenjun were so desperate. So, who can win in this round of competition?

"Boom..." When Leng Feng seized an opportunity, a beautiful drift, and took advantage of the characteristics of the curve to overtake the Ferrari, Liu Wenjun gritted his teeth and slammed in the direction. After a loud noise, the Ferrari directly Hit the blue sports car.

"Squeak..." The friction between the front of the car and the body, the sparks flying, and the powerful performance of Ferrari are evident at this moment. Under the huge thrust, the blue sports car gradually leaves the driveway, and it may hit the car at any time. on the guardrail.

"Despicable..." Tengu suddenly stood up at this moment, and said with red eyes.

"It's a pity, this time the driver of the blue sports car is doomed." Most people shook their heads. The huge performance difference between the two sports cars made them not optimistic about Leng Feng. The moment the blue sports car hit the guardrail was the moment when the blue sports car lost control and fell off the roadside cliff.

"Squeak..." Leng Feng turned the steering wheel vigorously, but he was no match for the performance monster Ferrari. Under the violent friction of the car body, he was getting closer and closer to the guardrail on the roadside.

"Go to hell..." Liu Wenjun's eyes flickered with hysterical madness, and after he roared, he punched him fiercely.

What Liu Wenjun didn't expect was that Leng Feng also slammed the steering wheel in the same direction as himself at this time.

The blue sports car let out a roar, and slammed into the guardrail, and because of Leng Feng's behavior that seemed to kill him, the blue sports car broke away from the Ferrari.

Just when the blue sports car was a hair's length away from the guardrail and passed the body of the Ferrari, Leng Feng made a wrong move with both hands, turned back abruptly, and pulled the blue sports car back abruptly.

Liu Wenjun watched helplessly as the blue sports car corrected its direction, and at the same time watched the guardrail getting bigger and bigger in his field of vision.

"This kid is deliberately showing weakness, which made me wrongly judge that he was doomed, so he fell into the trap he carefully laid." Only then did Liu Wenjun understand why, with Leng Feng's driving skills, Ferrari bit the blue sports car for nearly 1 Minutes, but such a thought came to mind, Ferrari slammed into the guardrail.

"Squeak..." The friction between the car body and the guardrail made a huge strange noise. The Ferrari lost its balance and flew into the air.

"You really didn't disappoint me..." Heifeng, who had been driving at an electric speed, saw Leng Feng's blue sports car in the rearview mirror, his eyes sparkled with splendor.

"As long as I catch up with Heifeng again, I will be infinitely closer to the truth." Leng Feng stared at Ferrari in front of him, with a strong fighting spirit in his eyes.

"Huhu..." A corner, two sports cars drove past almost one after the other.

"Sure enough, he's a master..." At the third bend, when he saw that Leng Feng used his supernatural skills to drive in parallel with himself, his face was flushed with a strange flush, but when he saw that he was driving at the corner , After a heavy truck appeared, the pupils suddenly shrank into needlepoints.

Neither Leng Feng nor Heifeng thought that there would be a super heavy truck on a track where there had never been a big car, and at such a high speed, plus it was a turn around, Ferrari and the blue sports car had no time to brake And dodge, maybe next time, Ferrari and the blue sports car, which will be turned into a pile of rotten iron under the impact of this behemoth!
(End of this chapter)