Beijing Death Valley
This is a cliffside area that has been transformed. It was actually done by Grandpa Gu when he was young and impetuous, and he spent a lot of money to do so.
After being heavily modified by numerous car-loving young masters in Beijing, this racetrack has become arguably the most dangerous in the world!
The road surface has a vertical drop of over 600 meters, 379 curves, and a total length of 57.89 kilometers. The road is narrow, and several curves are not connected at all, one after another. The wok-shaped section makes a 180-degree turn without a buffer zone or guardrail.
It's no exaggeration to say that you have to sign a death contract before participating in the races here. Every year, 5 to 6 people die here because of racing.
There is even a dedicated crematorium here, with rows of bronze plaques on the red brick walls, engraved with their country, their names, and the location of the incident.
In recent years, with the development of technology, in order to protect the lives of race car drivers, every race is equipped with countless helicopter escorts and countless drones for monitoring.
When Shen Bei'an and Gu Nan'an arrived, the place was already packed with people.
If Gu Nanyan hadn't made arrangements in advance, they probably wouldn't have been able to get in at this point.
"Eldest son, eldest son-in-law."
Shen Beian looked in the direction of the sound and saw a burly man whose muscles were barely concealed by a long black robe. He had a terrible scar over his left eye.
"Yes, An'an, this is Mr. Ren, the person in charge of Death Canyon," Gu Nanyan said, gesturing for introduction.
"President Ren." Shen Beian looked over; this man was definitely over 1.9 meters tall!
He looks strong and tough, not someone to mess with.
"Young Master." President Ren nodded slightly to Shen Bei'an, then looked at Gu Nan'an, "The seats have been arranged for the two of you. Please, Young Master."
"It's alright, Mr. Ren, you're busy. An'an and I will go by ourselves." Gu Nanyan also knew how important tonight's match was.
Mr. Ren seemed somewhat apologetic. "Thank you for your consideration, Young Master."
After President Ren left, Shen Beian followed Gu Nanyan's footsteps and asked, "Um, Ayan, is this Gu family territory?"
"To be precise, the old man invested the majority of the money. Many old men and women in Beijing also invested. My grandfather's share is in my hands, but I don't know about the others," Gu Nanyan said. "Here, although there is capital, if someone drives a fake car, the racing world will not tolerate it. Besides, no one dares to drive a fake car here; it's easy to...lose one's life."
The last two words were spoken in a very indifferent and cold tone.
It didn't seem to be an important matter to her.
Even though she was right in front of him, Shen Bei'an felt as if she were far away, even out of place with him and everything around her.
She instinctively gripped Gu Nanyan's hand tightly, her lips parted, but she couldn't utter a single word.
Racers from all over the world were called to a room just before the start of the race to sign an agreement, and then inspect their vehicles and the matching drones.
Looking around, you can find almost all the world's most famous cars here.
Most of them have been modified.
The most eye-catching car was the silver Zouwu Feiying in lane nine. Its body resembled a shuttle or a water droplet, and the doors were decorated with the ancient mythical beast Zouwu.
But why does it feel like there's already one at home?
"Ah Yan, that's in lane nine."
Gu Nanyan glanced at it only once, "Zouwu Flying Shadow Jia Chen - Zhulong".
The Zouwu Feiying series mostly consists of racing cars, with the ten cars from Jia Chen being the most famous. However, those who actually play the game usually choose the Zhulong series of Zouwu Feiying Jia Chen.
"Look closely, the dragon on the wing is made of carbon fiber."
Is it the same as the one at home?
"It's different. His car has probably been modified as well, as has the one at home. Lane 9, Zouwu Feiying Jia Chen Zhulong, the new king of racing - Night. But he always wears the Zhulong mask, and no one has ever seen who he is."
These words were naturally meant for outsiders.
To participate in the Death Canyon competition, all real-person information must be reported.
Xie Yunyu
He's someone who's not afraid of death.
Playing so aggressively at such a young age is somewhat reminiscent of her younger self.
The female lead!!
He remembered that the heroine's car in the original book seemed to be a silver Zouwu.
"Can minors participate in the competition?" Shen Bei'an took the dessert from Gu Nan'an and started eating it with a small spoon.
"An'an, this is a gray area," Gu Nanyan said in a detached tone, as cold as ice, "We won't interfere much." His phoenix eyes were as icy as a deep pool as he looked down at the racetrack.
It seems like nostalgia, yet it also seems like nothing at all.
"Has Ayan ever played it?" Shen Bei'an smiled and suddenly asked.
He knew, of course, that this place was very different from his real world; it wasn't just Death Valley, but many other places as well.
Gu Nanyan turned to Shen Bei'an and asked, "What kind of words does An'an want to hear?"
"Honestly, how many times have you ridden this track?" He suppressed his emotions and pretended to be calm.
"I'll let An'an know after the competition ends." Gu Nanyan raised his hand and gently ruffled Shen Bei'an's hair, his expression as loving and tender as ever.
Her raven-feather-like eyelashes were bathed in a golden halo, and her clear, cool eyes held a faint chill, as bright as the moon and as clear as autumn water.
"good."
Now, the match officially begins with the sound of a gunshot!
A series of afterimages flashed by, engines roared, and sparks flew across the racetrack.
Because of the real-time monitoring by drones, and because it was all holographic footage, the realistic scene left the audience in awe and amazement.
Because it's all holographic projection, the ticket price for the audience is naturally high, and an agreement must be signed upon entry.
Pregnant women, people with heart disease, and the like are not allowed to eat a single strand.
Shen Bei'an's eyes were fixed on the racetrack, just as Gu Nan'an had said; he didn't even have time to eat dessert.
"Watch out! We've passed it!! A series of sharp 180° turns!! Brilliant!!!"
Inside the private room, Shen Beian, like all the other spectators, shouted and yelled, seemingly sharing the feelings of the contestants!
A blue Bugatti and a red Ferrari sandwiched the silver Zouwu in the middle, the entire car was overturned, sparks flying everywhere!
Shen Beian stared intently at the silver Zouwu.
My hands involuntarily clenched into fists, and my emotions rose and fell with the contestants'.
On the contrary, Gu Nanyan's eyes were not on the competition field. He had one hand on Shen Bei'an's chair, which looked like he was wrapping his arms around him from behind.
He held the tablet in his other hand, his phoenix eyes looking at it casually.
"No need to tell me, if there's hope, send them to the cell repair machine; if not, send them to the crematorium." His well-defined right hand jumped rapidly across the tablet.
"It's the young master of the Qin family," came the reply.
"So what if he's a young master of the Qin family? Since he signed the agreement, he should know these things."
Those who dare to come here probably don't care about their lives anymore; they just want the thrill.
Gu Nanyan lowered his eyes, a hint of sarcasm in his gaze.
Shen Bei'an's eyes were fixed on the silver Zouwu, and the holographic image he was using naturally followed the silver Zouwu, so he was unaware of what was happening around him.
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