They were just spectators. Lin Jian, who was actually sitting on top, had been prepared to never catch up, but he found out that it was someone else who couldn't catch up.
If the car was not going so fast, Young Master Lin would have suspected that Hu Jie was lying to him, but the car turned at a very high speed, the kind of drifting corner that seemed to be able to throw people out at any time. With Young Master Lin's relatively professional skills, he could tell at a glance that he could never do such a corner.
Brother, are his racing skills so awesome?
His heart was filled with "fuck". Lin Jian wanted to speak to express himself but couldn't, because he was afraid of biting his tongue.
As for the rest, I can only use "666" to express what I think in my heart, the kind that floods the screen.
Men who drive are very handsome. Those who drive cleanly and neatly and crush others are basically extremely handsome.
The roar of the car drowned out Lin Yan's overly intense heartbeat. The car that had been able to keep up with Lin Su's car in the first lap was no longer able to keep up. Hu Jie was so anxious behind him that he couldn't help but curse: "Catch up, fuck him!"
"Aren't you a professional racing driver? Is this what professionalism is? Damn, did I pay you for nothing?"
"Hurry up and speed up! How can you win like this, you loser!"
Interference is the most taboo during a race. The pressure on the racer has already increased when he is behind. Although it is just an informal race, the pressure from the car in front of him is even greater than that from the first place in the official race.
But Hu Jie kept interfering with his thoughts, making him want to throw him out.
"Hurry up, hurry up," Hu Jie kept urging.
"Shut your mouth!" The racer was extremely angry and turned his head and yelled, but because of this moment of not paying attention, the car that was turning directly crashed into the guardrail on the side.
The high-speed running motor caused the car to roll twice on the ground. The supervising track manager quickly rushed over with a fire extinguisher, but when they rescued the people, both of them were in a coma.
Fortunately, the car was in good condition and after a brief inspection it was confirmed that the driver had lost the race but no life-threatening situation had occurred.
If one side can no longer race, the other side wins. Lin Su's car stopped steadily at the finish line. When he got out of the car, he faced the admiring eyes of the crowd with the same calmness as before.
This image has been repeatedly elevated among the group of playboys, almost to the level of Mount Everest.
Did they call that racing? No, it was just a noob fight. For real racing, please refer to this one.
Among the crowd, only Luo Fei managed to calm down and went to meet him, his courtesy even greater than usual: "Brother Lin, how did you learn to race? You're so cool."
When a poor student expresses his excitement, the only thing he can say is "fuck" or "666".
"If you want to learn, I can teach you later," Lin Su turned the car around, opened the other door, and carried the weak-limbed young master down.
Lin Jian really couldn't open the car door and couldn't walk. On the one hand, he was scared, and on the other hand, he was excited.
The best racing driver he plays with is even better than him, even better than professional racing drivers. He is not a human, he is a god!
Lin Jian turned his head and glared at Luo Fei: "What do you mean by teach you? Teach me first."
"Yeah," Lin Su agreed, but the young master who was put in the passenger seat of the business car realized belatedly that even though his elder brother won the game, he didn't seem to be in a very good mood.
Maybe this is the loneliness of a master.
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