The long-haired, thin-faced man was the first to realize that something was wrong because the Toyota AE86 was the rear cushion.
The first thing he saw from the rear mirror was the car fart. A car caught up to her.
The speed was very fast. One second, they could only see the lights from afar. In the next second, they could already see the front of the car.
When he saw the front of the ugly and squarish car, he could not help but hold his breath. His face revealed an incredulous expression." It's…that broken van?”
Soon, after catching up, the broken van maintained the same speed as him and followed closely behind.
On Mount Haruna, the first car had an advantage because the lane was very narrow. If the car in front was in the middle of the road, the car behind could only drift to overtake at the corner.
Therefore, Han Shuo could only patiently follow behind the Toyota AE86, waiting for the next turn to overtake.
The second half of the continuous curve was like a fish in water for Han Shuo.
At this moment, his driving skills were much better than the bald man and the other two.
After catching up to the Toyota, he overtook the three sports cars, the Toyota AE86, the Ford Mustang, and the silver Porsche, in just three turns.
At the third turn, the bald man did not even react. He only felt his eyes blur and there was an additional car in front of him.
The rear end of this broken van. It was simply too ugly. The Wuling Hongguang logo looked very dazzling.
"Impossible!"
The bald man's eyes almost fell out.
He widened his eyes and roared. On a straight road, he stepped on the accelerator, and the speed of the car quickly increased from 200 km/h to 300 km/h!
However, even at 300 km/h, the distance between the silver Porsche and the Wuling Hongguang was still increasing at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The bald man was at a loss for a moment.
He couldn't accept this fact. His eyes were even bloodshot. He kept stepping on the accelerator and shouted stubbornly,"Hurry up! Faster!"
Behind them, the long-haired, thin-faced man and the prostitute in the Ford Mustang and Toyota AE86 saw the speed of the silver Porsche soar to that extent. They could not help but think that the bald man had gone crazy!
There were so many bends here, and he was driving so fast. Wasn't he courting death?!
Sure enough, when they passed the next bend, there was a piercing sound of tires rubbing against the ground. Their worries became a reality.
The silver Porsche was so fast that it lost control when it turned the corner and rushed to the edge of the cliff.
The bald man instantly regained his senses and broke out in a cold sweat.
He stepped hard on the brakes and turned the steering wheel to the other side, but because he used too much force, the silver Porsche finally crashed into the stone wall.
Rumble!
The mountain rumbled, and gravel flew everywhere.
The front of the Porsche plunged into the mountain wall and the engine died.
The bald man felt a sharp pain travel from his nerves to his brain. When he shook his head and raised his head, his face was covered in blood and looked a little scary.
The Ford Mustang and the Toyota AE86 stepped on the brakes and stopped one after the other.
The long-haired, thin-faced man and the prostitute nervously opened the car door and ran over.
There were a lot of gravel on the road, and their legs were already weak. They fell down several times in the short distance of ten meters.
Meng Tao had thought that he had already lost the race. The only reason he had persisted was because he wanted to finish the race.
He was very depressed.
Although he couldn't outrun the bald man and the other two, he could still console himself that his attention was attracted by his fair breasts and that he was half a second late.
However, Han Shuo was driving a Wuling Hongguang. His starting position was more than ten meters away from him, and his starting time was about the same. He actually surpassed him...
Thinking of this, Meng Tao suddenly felt like crying.
" Brother Shuo…Why is your Wuling Hongguang so powerful? I want to buy one when I go back…"
Meng Tao maintained a speed of 180 km/h, walking alone on the mountain road.
After turning a corner, his eyes suddenly lit up. He saw three sports cars that had been far ahead of him stop by the roadside.
Could it be a malfunction?
Meng Tao guessed in his heart.
He pretended to be calm on the surface, but in his heart, he seemed to have suddenly seen hope and cheered.
Driving the Ferrari past the Toyota AE86 and the Ford Mustang, he saw a silver Porsche with a deformed front and an injured bald man.
"I told you to drive so fast. Did something happen?”
Meng Tao snorted and slowed down the car. He didn't even look at the bald man as he drove past proudly.
"Damn it!" The bald man spat out a mouthful of blood and stared at the taillights of the Ferrari with hatred. He then turned to the other two and said,""Why didn't you stop in the middle and block his way?”
"I…I'm afraid that the kid is a hothead. It's his first time racing, what if he can't stop and crash my car?”
The prostitute said with an aggrieved expression.
The long-haired, thin-faced man nodded in agreement. Clearly, he had the same thoughts.
"A bunch of trash!"
The bald man cursed in his heart and his expression was a little ugly.
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