Chapter 2

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"Begin!"

Suddenly, under the cheers and screams of the crowd, the two cars shot forward like lightning.

People ran to the electronic screens and watched the contest between the two cars from the point of view of the mid-air remote control aircraft.

"Elder brother Feng's starting speed is so fast!"

"Of course. The two cars are not even on the same level."

After all, elder brother Feng has the strength of a professional gamer. But for Zhang Han, he hasn't touched a sportscar in five years, right?

From the screen, Liu Feng's Ferrari was ten metres ahead of him after five seconds. Do not underestimate these ten metres.

In the first half of the winding road, the two cars drove through various fine drifts one after the other. As far as the mountain top, one could hear the sound of tires rubbing against the ground.

"Liu Feng is worthy of being the car king of Los Angeles. He has his own unique understanding and talent.

A bald middle-aged man in his middle age was in discussion. He was a professional sports car commentator. As he was talking, he suddenly exclaimed in surprise:

"Eh? Who would have thought that Zhang Han's drifting was much better than Liu Feng's. He truly has the ability to be proficient in terms of distance and strength! "

From the camera, the speed and precision of the blue Ford Mustang was smoother than Ferrari's.

Gradually, the distance between the two cars grew closer and closer. Seeing that the Mustang was about to overtake him, Ferrari began to sway from side to side, entering a sharp position.

This also slowed down the progress of the Mustang.

"Yes, Liu Feng's skill is not bad. It's just that he has to pay attention to the following long bend. If he is not careful, he will get overtaken." The baldy stared at the screen and said.

The two cars followed one after the other into the long bend in the road. As they moved about, Liu Feng controlled the car, not allowing Zhang Han's car to pass by.

After seeing this, the baldy praised, "Not bad, not bad. This move is very eye-catching."

"That's right, after all, he's my elder brother Feng!"

"How can a trifling Zhang Han be a match for the elder brother Feng?"

"..."

"Next is a straight stretch of track, after which, they will reach the last and most difficult part of the road in the Mount Lang Xing, the nine curves and eighteen turns." Next is a straight stretch of track, after which they will reach the last and most difficult part of the road in the Mount Lang Xing. The baldy stroked his chin as he spoke.

Sure enough, the two cars entered the straight runway and sped forward at full speed.

At this moment, a hint of a cold smile flashed across the eyes of the fatty who was standing in the corner.

At the same time, within the wild horse carriage, Zhang Han's mouth had a similar smile.

"Sure enough, the brake system is malfunctioning?"

In his previous life, he was seriously injured while overturning the car at the bend of the road because he couldn't slow down. The reason for this was all because of his former brother, Dong Hu.

A few years ago, he was a drifter who followed Zhang Han around due to luck. Although Zhang Han was young, he was still very kind to his little brother, and with his help, Dong Hu had managed to get a few jobs. He ran a used car shop, and had car houses in the Shang Jing. He had saved over five million, which made his life very comfortable.

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