Since the road ahead was no longer a cement road, the speed of Mr. Tian's McLaren dropped sharply, and there were bursts of scratching sounds from under the car, which was very harsh. He felt very sorry for his beloved car.
"MD, this track hasn't been repaired yet?"
“Is there an end to this?”
Mr. Tian cursed angrily as he entered a road that was half cement and half dirt.
Zhao Xukun, whose head was constantly being fed with information about superb driving skills, glanced at Su Zixuan and said lightly.
"Don't worry, I'm here."
"Sit down."
The road ahead began to enter a race course where half of it was cement road and half was dirt road.
Although Mr. Tian cursed, he was now ten meters ahead of Zhao Xukun. He tried hard to drive the car from the cement road to the other half of the cement road.
The GTR behind had more room to operate, so Zhao Xukun simply turned the steering wheel, pulled his car onto the concrete road, and rushed forward quickly.
Seeing the GTR overtaking him, Master Tian also sped up and once again bumped into Zhao Xukun's GTR from behind.
Zhao Xukun braked suddenly, and the rear wheel of the McLaren just ran over a huge rock, causing the car to tilt up. This caused the front half of the McLaren to be stuck in the rear of the GTR, and he watched as half of his car's front wheel was stuck in the rear compartment of the GTR.
No matter how Mr. Tian backed up the car, he couldn't outpace the horsepower of Zhao Xukun's GTR. Zhao Xukun in front felt the McLaren moving backwards, so he stepped on the accelerator harder. The front of the McLaren was hanging in the rear compartment of the GTR, causing the overall power of the car to be unable to be exerted. Now Mr. Tian had completely lost control of the car. The odometer was pushed to the maximum, but he couldn't pull the car out.
Suddenly, a rock appeared in front, causing the entire front of the McLaren to sink completely into the rear compartment of the GTR.
Now the McLaren is embedded in the rear of his car, which makes Zhao Xukun's car even more cumbersome to drive.
He had to find an opportunity quickly to get the McLaren behind him out of the way.
Young Master Tian still hasn't given up on controlling the car, he still wants to keep control of the car.
Boom boom boom............
The cement road, which had just been paved, immediately left two very deep tire marks.
The GTR was still pulling the McLaren sports car with all its might.
The ambulance followed behind. The little follower looked at the deep tire marks on the ground and had a premonition that something bad was going to happen, so he sped up and rushed over.
Seeing that he couldn't retreat, Mr. Tian changed his mind, lifted his foot from the accelerator and pressed it on the brake. Since he couldn't retreat, he would use the weight of his own car to pull the power of the GTR to stop the car. Then, there would be no winner or loser in this race.
However, what Mr. Tian did not expect was that the horsepower of this GTR was so great. Mr. Tian immediately realized that the ordinary GTRs in the country did not have such a great horsepower, and the horsepower of the GTR in front of him was far greater than that of other GTRs. There was only one possibility, that this GTR was modified, and its horsepower after modification was higher than that of his own McLaren, which was also modified.
Zhao Xukun pulled the gear lever with all his strength, trying to prevent the front of his car from lifting up. Once it lifted up, Mr. Tian would find an opportunity to attack him.
"Boss, let me help you too."
Seeing the veins on Zhao Xukun's hands popping out, Su Zixuan endured the small lump on her head and placed her hand on the back of Zhao Xukun's hand, intending to hold down the car together with him.
"No need, just sitting down will be the biggest help to me!"
Zhao Xukun held his breath and spoke quickly.
Not far ahead, Zhao Xukun saw a tree, and an idea immediately came to his mind. He knew how to get rid of the McLaren behind him.
"Hold on tight, I'm going to drift."
After saying that, Zhao Xukun stepped on the brakes, turned the steering wheel quickly, and started drifting 180 degrees on the concrete road.
Mr. Tian, who was sitting in the driver's seat of the McLaren, watched his car fly up and about to hit a tree. He immediately let go of the steering wheel with both hands and held the armrest above his head tightly.
Bang!
Zhao Xukun successfully threw the McLaren away from his car, and half of the McLaren's body hit the towering tree. Since there was no stone railing in this area, Zhao Xukun had more room to play.
At the time of the collision, Mr. Tian fainted for a few seconds, and Zhao Xukun's GTR also spun several times on the ground before stabilizing.
When Mr. Tian woke up, he could not feel any pain in his body. Instead, he watched half of his car fall into a big hole. For Mr. Tian, who loved cars like his life, this was inevitable. He would rather fall into the cliff below with the car than see his beloved car become like this.
Young Master Tian spat out a mouthful of turbid blood, his eyes were bloodshot, and he stared at the GTR parked on the track. He gritted his teeth and stepped on the accelerator hard, intending to die together with Zhao Xukun. Even if he lost the game, he would take one of them away with him.
Zhao Xukun listened to the rumbling roar, slightly opened his heavy eyelids, held his dizzy head, and watched the McLaren continue to step on the accelerator in the mud, as if it had no intention of crashing into him.
He who strikes first gains the advantage, and he who strikes last suffers.
This was what Zhao Xukun thought of immediately after a moment of silence.
He no longer cared about Su Zixuan who had fainted in the passenger seat. He gripped the steering wheel, stepped on the accelerator, and prepared to rush forward and crash the McLaren completely to the bottom of the mountain. Zhao Xukun didn't care who he was. If something really happened, he had his father to support him. If his father didn't help, there was still the system.
Zhao Xukun would not allow himself to live this life again, only to be killed by someone else. If anyone had to die, they would die first.
Zhao Xukun gritted his teeth, stepped on the accelerator, and sped towards the McLaren on the edge of the cliff.
"Master, abandon the car quickly!"
"Run! We don't want the car anymore!"
When the little follower arrived, he was still a step too late. Zhao Xukun had already driven his GTR towards McLaren.
If he went over now, he would basically have no chance or time to block the most fatal collision for his young master.
For the first time, the little follower felt a very strong sense of suffocation, and he could even hear his heartbeat. He gritted his teeth and rushed over. If the young master was knocked down by the GTR, he would also knock the GTR down.
A life for a life!
Watching the GTR rushing towards him.
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