As soon as the words fell.
The black GTR on the screen passed by the two sports cars at an extremely fast speed.
Miyamoto Ichiran, who was in the last place, couldn't help but talk to himself.
"What just happened?"
"Why do I feel like a black rat suddenly passed through."
He just felt that he was overtaken by a car in an instant, but as for what kind of car it was, Miyamoto Ichiran had no idea.
Because he didn't even see the headlights.
All I could hear was the excited voice of the commentator on the car radio.
"Fuck, three!"
"Four!"
“Five!”
"Six!"
"Overtook six cars in ten seconds!"
"There's a turn ahead!"
"It's impossible for the car to pass at such a fast speed."
"What is he going to do!"
"What is he going to do!"
"Don't brake at this time!"
"No, he's still accelerating!!"
"The current speed is at least 130!"
"Is he going to take a sharp turn at 130 km/h?"
"Fuck, is this guy going to die?"
Listening to the commentary, Miyamoto Ichiran felt nervous and couldn't help but grip the steering wheel.
One hundred and thirty turns.
That's really risking your life.
Although he heard that one or two people die in Akina Mountain every year, Miyamoto Ichiran was still a little nervous when he met one today, who had just surpassed him.
However, the expected "explosion" did not sound in Miyamoto Ichiran's ears, but instead there were incredible shouts from the commentator.
"Fuck, I passed!"
"Oh my god! My scalp is tingling!"
"Someone actually managed to drive 130 km/h on the curve of Akina Mountain!"
"Perfect drifting! I've never seen such an amazing drifting technique in my entire life."
"And the car is so stable, it's hard to imagine a human being could operate it."
"Is this the legendary integration of man and vehicle?"
"Oh my god! I just said two words and the GTR overtook three more cars!"
"God of Cars!"
"Inside that GTR sits not a human, but the God of Cars!"
Listening to the commentator's noisy voice, Miyamoto Ichiran was also confused.
One hundred and three, after passing the curve of Akina Mountain? !
Although he only knew about the Akina Mountain track a year ago, he ran on it dozens of times during this year and became familiar with every turn of the Akina Mountain track.
In Miyamoto Kazuran's opinion, although the curve ahead is not difficult, driving through it at a speed of over 90 will definitely result in the car being destroyed and people being killed.
In AE86, Takahashi Ryosuke's voice was heard in Fujiwara Takumi's headset.
"Takumi, did you hear that?"
"The GTR that suddenly went up the hill just now successfully turned at a speed of 130."
Fujiwara Takumi replied somewhat seriously, "I heard it!"
"One hundred and thirty!"
He drove an AE86 to deliver tofu in Akina Mountain. He drove the Akina Mountain circuit several times a day, and his driving skills were also honed in this environment.
Takumi Fujiwara remembered every bend in Akina Mountain, and could guess which bend the GTR was going through at a speed of 130.
Fujiwara Takumi continued to speak to Takahashi Ryosuke.
"I went through that bend at a top speed of 102."
"His strength is indeed terrifying!"
At least now, Fujiwara Takumi believes that the GTR driver's strength is superior to his.
However, Takahashi Ryosuke, who has always been conceited, did not say much at this time, but just said.
"Let's keep running. I also want to see what that guy's strength is like."
"Okay!" Fujiwara Takumi replied.
The car quickly became quiet, with only the excited voice of the commentator remaining.
"Fuck, what an awesome boss!"
"There are already more than twenty cars!"
"There's another bend ahead."
"The boss of GTR hasn't slowed down yet."
"Does he still want to take the turn at 130 km/h?"
"This turn is much more dangerous than the previous one. Normal drivers would go through it at 70km/h."
"The GTR's taillights weren't on, and he hadn't even hit the brakes yet!"
"Fuck, I passed!"
"The mysterious GTR, at 130 km/h, passed a corner. It was a perfect drift!"
"Because if it drifted even slightly, this GTR would have been destroyed and everyone involved would have died."
Akina Mountain at this moment.
There are eight drones following and filming Hu Yibao's GTR.
"God of Cars Hu!" Lang Yijun looked at Hu Yibao and shouted respectfully.
Hu Yibao's continuous cornering just now has made Lang Yijun, the former driving god of Akina Mountain, admire him very much.
"There are several drones following us now." Lang Yijun noticed the flashing lights of the drones on the car and reminded.
"This Akina Mountain competition has attracted a lot of attention, so it should also be broadcast live."
"Your strength should have attracted their attention."
"Oh!" Hu Yibao said lightly, showing no excitement at all.
Looking at the sports cars that were easily overtaken by him, Hu Yibao even had a look of regret on his face.
The strength of these people is a bit disappointing!
Many people can't even do basic drifting.
"I know the signal range of the Akina Mountain radio station." Lang Yijun said quickly, "I'll adjust it."
The radio signal range of Akina Mountain has not changed for decades.
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