"Dad, Ming Kai is number one!" He Xiong said excitedly.
Hearing the sound, the old man He Dingkun's eyes showed a touch of excitement, he nodded and said: "The other two cars in the convoy are also second and third respectively, the last lap... as long as we hold on, we will win!"
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initial point.
Lin Yan suddenly turned the steering wheel back and let He Lefeng step on the brake.
"Sister Yan, don't we stop?!" He Lefeng asked hastily.
"No need." Lin Yan shook his head, and said, "Let them chase now, and it's impossible for them to catch up."
Indeed, now, He Mingkai and others will finish the fourth lap soon.
"Keep to the right, back up." Suddenly, Lin Yan ordered.
"oh!"
Although he didn't know the purpose of Lin Yan's actions, but instinctively, He Lefeng had completely obeyed Lin Yan's words without any doubts.
Soon, He Lefeng reversed the silver car away from the starting point, and because Lin Yan didn't speak, He Lefeng kept falling.
A few minutes later, when He Mingkai's car passed by on the left, Lin Yan stopped He Lefeng, shifted gears and drove forward, following behind He Mingkai's car.
"Sister Yan, what does this mean, can you tell me?" He Lefeng looked curious.
"He Mingkai's tire should burst soon." Lin Yan said expressionlessly.
"Ah?" He Lefeng's expression changed upon hearing the sound.
Sure enough, He Lefeng, who was following behind, looked at He Mingkai's vehicle and saw that the tires had deformed.
However, He Xiong seemed to have a hint, so the speed of He Mingkai's vehicle was not fast at the moment, and it was already approaching the finish line anyway.
"boom"!
After a few breaths, there was only a loud noise. He Mingkai's car blew out, the car skidded, and drifted to the right. It was about seventy or eighty meters away from the finish line.
"Break into his car." Lin Yan said.
"Okay!" He Lefeng stepped on the accelerator for an instant, but the speed of the car was not fast. After holding He Mingkai's racing car with the front of the car, he drove towards the finish line at a steady speed.
But after a while, He Mingkai's car was sent to the finish line, becoming the first player to enter the finish line in this competition.
Immediately, the second and third cars of the Hejia team followed closely behind and rushed to the finish line at the same time.
At this moment, He Mingkai opened the car door, walked towards He Lefeng aggressively, and said with displeasure, "Xiaofeng, what are you doing hitting my car?"
"Brother Ming Kai... I was afraid that you would be overtaken by Lao Tang's car, so I sent you to the finish line." He Lefeng explained.
"Fart, I'm only 70 or 80 meters away from the finish line, and I still need you to give it to me?" He Mingkai sneered: "Did you feel unbalanced when you saw that you ran the bottom one again, so you wanted to find some sense of presence, thinking that I had a flat tire? Come on, knock me in, my number one has something to do with you two?"
He Lefeng: "..."
Lin Yan glanced at He Mingkai, but he didn't have any desire to answer.
Sending him to the finish line was only for the sake of the old man. If He Mingkai was overtaken by Lao Tang's team because of a flat tire, it would be considered a draw at best, otherwise, how could Lin Yan care about him.
Not long after, the old man He Dingkun and He Xiong rushed over.
"Ming Kai, you did a great job!" He Xiong patted He Mingkai's shoulder, his face full of excitement.
"Dad, I've said it before, it's no problem, leave everything to me!" He Mingkai smiled slightly.
"Ming Kai, not bad." The old man He Dingkun looked at He Mingkai with satisfaction.