"What a crazy crazy man. This is an S-shaped curve, which is a place where three consecutive turns, and each curve is very short. Do you think it's enough to pass the first curve smoothly?" Meng Chao cursed in anger. He was slowing down and preparing to pass the corner.

In front, there was the second corner. Bentley was still maintaining full speed. It was about to hit the guardrail. A car was destroyed and people died. Chi Lian was nervous and did not dare to breathe for a moment.

Meng Chao saw it, his expression was filled with horror, as if he had seen Bentley crashing into the guardrail, with one car and three lives.

Suddenly, Chen Feiyu did not stop at all, and a harsh friction sounded, and another elegant, thrillingly passed through the second corner, and it was still full speed.

"Damn, there is still a corner, what the hell are you going to park the car!" Meng Chao yelled angrily, and blue veins appeared on his forehead.

Two consecutive bends and two consecutive flowing, Bentley was slightly out of control, and the body was almost tightly attached to the guardrail on the left. Not only was Chi Lian in frightened, but even Han Muqing's face turned a little white.

However, Chen Feiyu still did not slow down. He sneered and turned the steering wheel hard. When Qianjin fired, he suddenly shook his tail and successfully crossed the third corner.

Chi Lian and Han Muqing breathed a sigh of relief, especially Chi Lian, who had a nervous breakdown just now, and now he relaxed, and then he realized that his back was wet with cold sweat.

With a speed of 325 miles, three consecutive flowing flows. Chen Feiyu was dazzled by the operation, and the whole process was only two or three seconds!

Even professional drivers like Meng Chao were only seen in their lives. In shock, they almost hit the guardrail and quickly turned the steering wheel. Only then did they pass the first corner, but they had to continue to slow down before the second corner.

Suddenly, Chen Feiyu opened the car window, reached out his hand, and raised his middle finger to Meng Chao without hesitation, then laughed and left!

Passionate, happy!

"Bastard!" Meng Chao cursed angrily and slapped the steering wheel hard, but his heart was still full of shock and disbelief.

"With such superb driving skills, I can compete for the championship of F1 racing. Who is he? When did Mingji City have such a perverted person? Damn, I will be given up as the title of Mingji City's car god in the future."

Meng Chao smiled bitterly and suffered a severe blow in his heart.

"Master, you are so powerful that you can pass through the S-shaped curve at full speed. As far as I know, even the King of Cars Shuhe can't do it. The Master is even more powerful than the King of Cars."

Chi Lian then reacted and shouted excitedly, if she hadn't been sitting in the car, she would have to jump up on the spot.

Chen Feiyu laughed and said, "If you don't have some skills, how can you be your master?"

Chi Lian focused his focus and suddenly felt shy inside.

A proud smile appeared on the corner of Han Muqing's mouth. The man she liked was indeed the best in the world.

Under the night, the motor roared, and the silver-gray Bentley was ahead of the track leader, especially in the corners, and it even threw out beautiful elegance after another. As for Meng Chao's Maserati, it was completely thrown away and could not even be seen.

"Brother Qiu, how long does it take for Meng Chao to finish this lap?" The little fat man stood there and asked curiously.

Ye Zhiqiu thought about it and said, "In the past, he took 12 minutes to finish a lap, but now he has Bentley as the lottery, and he is full of power. He should be faster than before, and it is about 10 minutes more."

As soon as he finished speaking, suddenly, the roar of a motor came from afar. Ye Zhiqiu was stunned and said in surprise: "Damn, it's less than 8 minutes now. Meng Chao ate Viagra today, so fierce?"

In 8 minutes, the fastest record has been set.

The rich second generation around him suddenly cheered.

"Wait, Brother Qiu, look, that's not Meng Chao's Maserati, it's a silver-gray Bentley. Damn, he's so awesome, even better than Meng Chao!" the little fat man exclaimed.

Ye Zhiqiu and others looked closely and found that a silver-gray Bentley was flying from far to near, like a rushing lightning.

"Damn, it's really Bentley!" Ye Zhiqiu was shocked, and his heart was filled with shock.
Chapter completed!