Chen Feiyu looked at it openly and said with a smile: "It doesn't matter, this car is a gift anyway, so I won't feel bad even if I lose."

A look of determination appeared in Chi Lian's eyes.

Soon, Chen Feiyu and Chi Lian exchanged positions and drove to the starting point of the car. Whoever can complete three laps first will win.

Chen Feiyu was very interested in racing, and Han Muqing was excited to see drag racing for the first time. They both sat in the car. However, considering safety issues, Chen Feiyu took the initiative to sit in the back and put his arms around Han Muqing's waist.

Inside the Maserati, Meng Chao put on his helmet and looked at the Bentley next to him, with contempt flashing in his eyes.

Soon, with the roar of the motor, the race officially began!

Immediately, Chi Lian stepped on the accelerator, accelerated instantly in 3.9 seconds, and rushed out immediately, while Meng Chao followed closely, not falling behind at all.

In terms of the performance of sports cars alone, the limited-edition Bentley is definitely superior to the Maserati, but Meng Chao's Maserati has been modified and has a specially replaced engine. Its speed is only slightly slower than the Bentley. From the beginning, the two cars were evenly matched and kept pace.

"Brother Qiu, who do you think will win?" asked a fat second-generation rich man next to him.

Xu Zhiqiu did not hesitate and said: "It is definitely Meng Chao. In terms of driving skills alone, no one in the entire Mingji City can be his opponent. Moreover, this track has many curves, which is more suitable for embodying Meng Chao's skills. It can be said that,

There is no doubt about the outcome of this competition.”

"I heard that the other party also made a bet that if he loses, he will give the Bentley to Meng Chao. Wow, Meng Chao is so lucky that he can even meet such an enemy."

Xu Zhiqiu shook his head and laughed, saying: "The one who was killed is the one who was taken advantage of."

The little fat man chuckled twice.

On the track, I stepped on the accelerator with my bare foot and kept accelerating, reaching 270 mph, trying to get away from the Maserati.

Han Muqing was sitting in the back and felt the scenery on both sides passing by instantly, as if it had become a phantom. He said excitedly: "Oh my God, it turns out this is a racing car. It's so exciting."

Chi Lian, however, had a solemn expression and frowned slightly, because she discovered that although she had managed to get away from Meng Chao by relying on the performance of the Bentley, Maserati was still chasing after him, and the race was very close.

Even Chen Feiyu frowned. Not far ahead was the first C-shaped curve. If he couldn't take this opportunity to get rid of Meng Chao, then this game would be in trouble.

"You want to get rid of me at the corner? That's ridiculous." Meng Chao sneered and suddenly increased his speed, obviously intending to overtake at the corner.

The first competition between the two in driving skills has officially begun!

Even Han Muqing, who didn't know anything about racing, could feel the solemn atmosphere.

Soon, they came to a C-shaped curve. Chi Lian slowed down slightly and suddenly flicked his tail, making a beautiful and elegant corner. The movement was completed in one go, making a harsh gripping sound.

Just when the Bentley was about to turn a corner, suddenly, the red Maserati next to it made a beautiful arc, accelerated almost instantly, overtook it, and drove forward.

Meng Chao used the C-shaped curve to really overtake!

"Damn it!" Chi Lian's face darkened, and he stepped on the accelerator hard to catch up, but after passing through several consecutive corners, Meng Chao's Maserati had completely thrown away the Bentley and sped away.

"Haha, if you dare to race with Meng Chao, you are really asking for your own death."

Meng Chao couldn't help but laugh excitedly when he thought that a Bentley worth more than 10 million yuan would soon be his.

On the other side of the room, Chi Lian bit his lower lip, feeling desperate. Even Han Muqing sighed.

Suddenly, Chen Feiyu said seriously: "Stop the car and let me try. Maybe I can beat him."

Chi Lian thought he heard wrongly. After Chen Feiyu repeated it again, Chi Lian was shocked and said: "Master, Meng Chao's driving skills are absolutely professional, not even inferior to F1 racing drivers. Do you really want to compete with him?"

"If this continues, we will definitely lose. Let's treat a dead horse as a living horse doctor." Chen Feiyu said with a smile.

Chi Lian bit his lower lip, reluctantly stopped the car and exchanged places with Chen Feiyu, but he didn't have any hope in his heart.
Chapter completed!