Min Yujing looked at the person who almost shrank under the car for a long time, finally shook her head and said nothing, just put the headset in the box next to the car door, walked to the car next to the car with the eagle logo, and opened the door , and sat in.
Hearing the sound of the car engine, Huo Yao raised his head with a sigh, sat up straight slowly, glanced at the headset in the car box from the corner of his eye, paused, picked it up and put it on.
Soon, Min Yu's deep voice came from the headset, "Ready?"
Huo Yao fastened the strap of his helmet, held the steering wheel in his hands, and looked at the track in front of him, shaking off the embarrassment, and competing with the previous car king was also a very exciting thing.
She raised her hand and said OK in mid-air.
Then in the next moment, she stepped on the accelerator, and the red sports car galloped out like a shooting star, cool and flamboyant.
Min Yu looked at the car going away in an instant, the corners of his lips curled up, and soon followed closely.
Both are top-level modified racing cars, both in terms of performance and safety. Although there is no life-and-death competition like black market competitions, the two car kings are almost invincible.
It can be said that it is more serious than the official competition, after all, it is a matter of face.
A drone hovered in mid-air, transmitting the images on the runway to the computer.
Yang Yi was holding the computer at this time, leaning against the front of the car, looking at the two cars driving side by side on the screen. The speed was so fast that it was dizzying. It was completely different from the race that night. It was a pure speed comparison.
Zhuo Yun, who was standing next to him, looked at him, and already sighed countless times, "I really didn't expect that! Ms. Huo's driving skills can compete with Brother Yu."
Yang Yi didn't look away, but said: "It's a pity you didn't see the match between Miss Huo and Andy that night, that is the real life-and-death technique."
Although his master's driving skills are absolutely nothing to talk about, but compared to Miss Huo... For some reason, a more serious question suddenly popped up in Yang Yi's mind.
The master's family status in the future may be a little low.
Under the screen of the drone, two sports cars, one red and one black, are still going on at a fast speed, leaving only two afterimages where they pass, and the visual feast is nothing more than that.
Zhuo Yun rubbed his chin, and said secretly: "If I send this video from tonight, I don't know how much traffic fee I will earn."
The corners of Yang Yi's lips twitched, and he gave him a cold look, "If you want to die, just send it."
"Hey... Let me just tell you, how dare you." Zhuo Yun flinched, and he never wanted to experience the feeling of being assigned to the frontier in his life.
Yang Yi let out a heck and ignored Zhuo Yun.
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In the car here, Huo Yao glanced sideways at the sports car on the left, which was completely in line with her, raised his eyebrows immediately, and said to the headset: "You can!"
As expected of the King of Cars, his strength should not be underestimated. The gap between the third in the world last time and him is really not a little bit.
Huo Yao's emotions had already been mobilized, and there was a belligerent factor in his eyes that refused to admit defeat.
With his hands on the steering wheel, Min Yu seemed to be very casual, and he didn't feel tense at all. When he heard Li Huoyao's words in his headset, he only replied in a low voice: "You are also very strong."
In this state of strength, if he had participated in the car king competition that year, he might not necessarily be able to win the first place in the end.
(end of this chapter)