Seeing that the silver racing car driven by He Lefeng was about to rush to the mountain, the racer in front quickly drove the car to the right to prevent He Lefeng from overtaking.
The Hejia Racing Team has competed many times with the team under Lao Tang's team. For He Lefeng's style, the drivers of the Laotang Racing Team have studied it. Whether it is the racing level or the racing equipment, He Lefeng belongs to the Hejia Racing Team. At the bottom, but today's style is quite different from the past.
He Lefeng was very cautious and steady on the track, especially in this kind of off-site rally, but today he dared to overtake on the sharp turn of the mountain, which made the racing driver of Lao Tang's family a little unbelievable.
However, how could he let He Lefeng pass so easily.
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"No...he won't let me..."
At this moment, He Lefeng frowned deeply, and subconsciously wanted to let go of the accelerator and give up overtaking.
"Continue." Lin Yan said coldly.
"Ah... Sister Yan, if you continue, you will hit the car in front!" He Lefeng said hastily.
As a racing driver, He Lefeng naturally has his own judgment, and in this situation, there is no condition for overtaking.
Lin Yan: "..."
She was convinced, how could there be such a useless racing driver.
This kind of distance close to the mountain, surpassing the car in front, isn't even technically good.
Moreover, the racing driver of the old Tang family in front is also good. This blocking method can be overtaken with eyes closed, without any technical content.
With He Lefeng like this, it is not a loss at all to be the bottom of the left and right low-level racing cars.
"If you don't want grandpa's motorcade to disband, then listen to me. If you think it doesn't matter whether you win or lose, you can pull over now." Lin Yan looked at He Lefeng with cold eyes.
"Hey, sister Yan... I beg you, don't make trouble anymore. You don't know racing cars. According to what you said, accidents are easy to happen. On this kind of mountain road, once an accident happens, it will be a big accident!" Le Feng frowned.
At this moment, Lin Yan sighed helplessly.
Now, the steering wheel of the racing car is in the hands of He Lefeng. No matter how strong she is, without control of the steering wheel, and He Lefeng is not obedient at all, even if the king of heaven comes, it will be futile.
This He Lefeng is completely a dou who can't be lifted up, rotten wood can't be carved!
"Tsk tsk." Lin Yan looked at He Lefeng and sneered, "Xiaofeng, with your level, it's no wonder you are at the bottom of this kind of competition."
He Lefeng was slightly taken aback when he heard what Lin Yan said: "Sister Yan, what do you mean... Sister Yan, you don't understand racing at all, I can't do such a dangerous thing out of anger!"
Hearing the sound, Lin Yan shook his head, and said, "Why are you talking about being angry, but it's about dignity. The racing car in front of you is so insulting to you, and you are indifferent? Look at him again. The right side of the car he is driving is far away The mountain is at least five meters away, how wide is your car, five meters?"
Before He Lefeng could speak, Lin Yan smiled softly and said, "Forget it, finish this lap quickly, and then let me down, your sister can't sit in this useless car."
"Sister Yan, you... how do you say that, have you ever touched a racing car, have you ever touched a racing car, you obviously don't understand anything, and you still direct me randomly!" He Le couldn't be more eloquent.
"I, a person who has never touched a racing car, dare to overtake him, how dare you." Lin Yan sneered.