A streak of cold silver light was like lightning, deftly weaving and overtaking in the chaotic traffic!
Found it!
Her breath suddenly stopped, and all her senses were instantly focused on the speeding silver racing car.
Lin Feng’s car!
The sports car was like a silver meteor flying close to the ground, drawing a thrilling trajectory on the snow-covered track.
At the end of the straight road, there is a sharp left turn at an almost right angle, like a ferocious giant mouth waiting to swallow.
On the outside of the track is a steep slope covered with ice and snow.
"We saw it. This curve is very dangerous. The car is coming to the curve soon!"
"The most dangerous devil's corner! See how the drivers deal with it!"
The commentator's voice suddenly rose, with a barely perceptible hint of nervousness.
Just when all the vehicles started to slow down.
The silver sports car driven by Lin Feng showed no signs of slowing down!
The engine roars to the limit!
Just before hitting the snow pile on the outside, the rear end of the car swung violently!
The entire car body slid sideways into the center of the curve in a nearly out-of-control yet perfect posture!
The tires made a deafening, teeth-grinding friction scream against the ice!
The rolled-up snow mist and ice debris splashed out like an explosion, blurring the car body in an instant!
"Drift! Perfect extreme drift! This silver supercar! It's so beautiful!" the commentator shouted excitedly.
Lin Feng didn't feel anything at all, he just gradually let go of himself.
At the same time, Shen Yunche, who was behind him, was distracted by the desperate Lin Feng and crashed into the roadside, unfortunately being eliminated.
He got out of the car, put his hands on his hips, looked at Lin Feng's back, and prayed silently that nothing would happen to Lin Feng.
On the other side, because of Lin Feng’s drift just now, the audience burst into huge exclamations and cheers!
Meng Qing didn't feel any excitement.
At that moment, her heart was tightly grasped by the invisible hand and almost stopped beating!
His nails dug deeply into the palm of his other hand through the woolen glove, leaving a deep crescent-shaped mark.
The sharp friction sound, the uncontrolled sliding, the splashing ice mist...
Every scene was like a slow motion, magnified and replayed before her eyes with a deadly sense of horror.
She bit her lower lip tightly, and a rusty sweet taste filled her mouth, but she was completely unaware.
His eyes were fixed on the replay on the screen, replaying the silver racing car that had just narrowly escaped from the Grim Reaper's scythe.
Watching him straighten the front of the car, the engine roared again and rushed into the next corner.
Every subsequent turn, every acceleration, and every slight sign of tire slippage strained Meng Qing's nerves which were already stretched to the extreme.
Her body trembled slightly with every swing of the car, and cold sweat appeared in her palms.
As the race entered the second half, the ice and snow on the track became more slippery and muddy after repeated crushing, as if it was covered with a layer of black grease mixed with crushed ice.
Accidents began to increase, a blue racing car was passing an S-turn.
The rear wheel suddenly lost its grip and spun out of control, crashing into the inner tire wall, making a dull and terrifying noise! Fragments flew everywhere!
Immediately afterwards, a yellow racing car braked too hard to avoid the mud, snow and water curtain splashed by the car in front.
He was driving sideways on the ice and was hit hard by the car behind him that had no time to dodge!
The harsh sound of metal twisting tore through the air! Every time a collision sounded, Meng Qing's body trembled violently and her face turned pale.
Fear quickly spread up from the soles of her feet, tightening her heart and making her a little dazed.
Meng Qing's eyes never left the silver light that was still speeding in the chaos.
This can be considered the last turn for the racer, and also the most dangerous one.
Just being here is a success.
So, she wanted to wait for Lin Feng here.
"The race is getting intense! Car No. 9 is still maintaining an amazing speed! Now it is passing through the consecutive turns No. 7! The road conditions are very complicated! Icy surface! Hidden potholes! God bless you..." The commentator's tone was also obviously nervous.
Feeling the changes in speed and the extreme speed stimulated Lin Feng's heart all the time.
His adrenaline was surging, and he didn't even know why he kept thinking about speeding up! Speed up!
Coming to the winding mountain road, Lin Feng stepped on the accelerator without any hesitation.
What Shen Yunche often said came to mind: "Everyone can accelerate in a straight line, but the real speed is to go fast in a curve."
Looking at the increasingly winding road, Lin Feng seemed to be tempted.
Lin Feng put everything behind him and continued to accelerate, pushing the performance of the sports car to its maximum at this moment.
At a speed of 173 km/h, weaving through the mountain roads.
The roar of the engine is tearing at my ears like crazy, and every gear shift is like a sledgehammer hitting my chest.
The track covered with thin ice flowed rapidly outside the front windshield, twisting into a gray and white ribbon of death.
The exclamations from the audience became distant and blurry through the heavy helmets.
Lin Feng's fingertips were tightly clasped on the suede-wrapped steering wheel, and his knuckles turned white from excessive force.
He could clearly feel every slight slip of the rear wheel on the slippery ice, like stepping on a greased knife blade.
The tide of adrenaline hits the dam of reason, and instinct screams in the blood - rush forward!
Lin Feng looked at the bend in the distance and the audience above.
Just as his right foot was about to step hard on the accelerator pedal, the corner of his eye, as if pulled by an invisible thread, swept towards the highest point of the auditorium, the corner closest to the auditorium.
A dark gray figure, like a solidified ink spot in the snow.
Dream love.
Until I saw that familiar figure.
Even though she wrapped herself tightly, Lin Feng could still feel that it was Meng Qing.
Meng Qing also looked at the sports car that was speeding away, and the worry in her eyes could not be hidden.
She reached out and took off her mask, revealing her eyes, which were filled with worry.
He almost fell on the cold railing, his body leaning forward in a dangerous arc.
Even though there was a long distance and the howling snow and wind, Lin Feng seemed to be able to penetrate the thick down jacket and feel her body trembling violently.
One of her hands was tightly grasping the railing, and the other hand was tightly pressed against her chest, her knuckles twisted and white from the exertion.
Her face was facing him, pale as a result of the howling cold wind, and her lips seemed to be opening and closing silently.
Those eyes - those eyes that were once full of stars, but now only filled with despair!
Rush over?
At the cost of having her heart in her throat?
The fear that she might completely collapse in the next second?
To gain a lead in a corner?
To prove the meaningless "dare or not"?
Is it worth it?
The corners of Lin Feng's mouth formed a silent, almost bleak arc under the helmet.
Lin Feng met this gaze, raised his feet, and slowly slowed down.
Being overtaken one by one by the vehicles behind.
The camera also aimed at the vehicle that had been running in first place.
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