"how did you do that?"
After being stunned for a full half minute, Jiang Yuxin finally reacted. Even Ye Feng, who had clearly said he couldn't drive before, was driving so skillfully at this moment that she forgot to ask and just asked curiously.
"I practice Qigong, and with a wave of my hand, I can move mountains and seas, let alone a car."
Ye Feng replied with a serious expression.
Qigong that can move mountains and seas
Jiang Yuxin was stunned, and her eyes suddenly lit up.
But after seeing the smirk in Ye Feng's eyes, she immediately realized that this pervert was lying to her.
"You pervert, you don't know how to drive, right? How come you drive so well now?"
Soon, she realized that although Ye Feng's driving was a little stiff, he was generally quite skilled.
"I am a gifted man. I can learn anything after seeing it once. I learned it just now when I saw you driving."
Ye Feng touched his nose and spoke shamelessly, but his words sounded a bit guilty.
This damn pervert!
Jiang Yuxin was almost biting her teeth. If she still didn't know that Ye Feng was tricking her before, then she would be the biggest fool in the world.
"Wow, Yuxin, how did you make the rear barrel roll?"
At this moment, a gentle, excited and doubtful voice came from the intercom.
"It wasn't Yuxin, it was me. Parrot spirit, isn't my hand handsome?" Ye Feng reached out and grabbed the walkie-talkie.
"Fuck, you little brat did it, can you teach me a lesson after the competition?"
Wenrou became even more excited when she heard this: "As long as you are willing to teach me, I don't mind asking me to do anything."
Don't mind anything...
Ye Feng was delighted, but when he thought of Wenrou's colorful, parrot-like appearance, he threw the walkie-talkie away.
"It seems we don't need to help Yuxin. There is a master in this little girl's car..."
At the same time, in the Bugatti Veyron that was leading the way, the masked woman in the passenger seat looked at the female racing god with a playful look and said with a smile: "It seems that you will have a rival."
"No one can beat me." The female racing god said calmly.
The masked woman chuckled and said nothing, with an expression as if she was waiting to see a good show.
"Ye Feng, if I don't kill you, I will write my last name backwards!"
At this moment, Wang Zhikai also woke up from the shocking scene of the Rambo Bat Bucket rolling and crashing, with a fierce look in his eyes.
"Wang Zhikai, can you please be a little sincere? Your last name is Wang, isn't Wang still Wang if you write it backwards?"
As soon as he finished speaking, without waiting for Ye Feng to speak, Wenrou said with contempt.
"Haha, Wang Zhikai, you can't even figure out your own last name. Did you go to elementary school for nothing?"
Hearing Wenrou's words, Ye Feng also smiled and held the walkie-talkie, cooperating with Wenrou to provide an assist.
"go to hell!"
Wang Zhikai was completely out of his rage. The Corvette accelerated suddenly and stuck closely to Rafa like a mad beast. The two cars were pressed so tightly together and rubbed against each other that sparks were almost flying.
Not only that, but with its endless acceleration ability in the latter part, the Corvette pushed the Ferrari closer and closer to the mountain, and the right wheel was about to fall into the drainage ditch.
"Ye Feng, can you do it?"
Jiang Yuxin felt that the car was about to take off into the air. Her palms were almost wet with sweat and she looked at Ye Feng nervously.
"Whether it works or not doesn't count if you say it, it counts only if you actually do it!"
Ye Feng held his breath and looked intently at the road ahead, with a hint of madness in his eyes.
Amid the stalemate, the third hairpin turn suddenly arrived.
The curvature of this I-shaped curve is sharper than the previous two hairpin turns, and the protruding mountain at the curve looks like a dark beast in the night, with hard rocks like fangs that seem able to tear everything apart.
“We have reached the third hairpin, and the Veyron is still in the lead! But I believe that everyone, like me, must be paying more attention to the two Ferraris and Corvettes that are closely together!”
"The third hairpin is known as the gate of hell. If the Ferrari cannot escape the Corvette's tight attack, it will definitely be directly crashed by the fang-like mountain there!"
"Okay, the Corvette has started to slow down. It's obvious that it wants to use drifting to stick to Rafa and block Rafa's path, forcing it to continue to the right and crash into the rocks."
"If Rafa doesn't want to destroy the car, his only option now is to brake and stop suddenly, and give up!"
At the same time, the ponytailed man in the open space stared at the LCD screen, holding the microphone, and kept explaining loudly, expressing his own judgment and estimation of the situation.
But just as he said this, his hand holding the microphone suddenly trembled, and he asked in astonishment: "What is Rafa going to do? Why hasn't it slowed down yet?"
"Ye Feng, what are you doing? Are you crazy?"
Not only the ponytailed man, but Jiang Yuxin who was sitting in the passenger seat of LaFerrari was also confused at the moment.
Looking at the pointer on the dashboard, he looked at Ye Feng in panic.
Maintaining such a speed while turning a sharp bend, does Ye Feng want the car to crash even harder
"Haha, you fool, you don't slow down when turning, do you really know how to drive?"
Wang Zhikai also laughed wildly. If the car turned at such a speed, the only result would be the car crashing and people dying.
"Wang Zhikai, go play with your balls!"
But Ye Feng seemed not to hear Jiang Yuxin's voice. After saying something lightly into the walkie-talkie, he turned the steering wheel without slowing down and stepped hard on the brakes!
squeak!
As he stepped on the accelerator, there was a sound of high-speed friction between the tires and the ground. Two long black carbon marks left their mark under the LaFerrari. Then the car rushed through the third hairpin turn dangerously like an arc of lightning.
"Wang Zhikai, eat your fart!"
While turning the corner, Ye Feng said something lightly while holding the walkie-talkie.
boom!
The moment he finished speaking, the rear end of the LaFerrari, which was turning, suddenly hit the front of the Corvette.
The powerful impact of turning at high speed caused the front of the Corvette to float, and then it fell upside down on the ground with a bang.
"Rafa made the turn! Rafa actually flipped the Corvette over and made the turn smoothly!"
The moment he saw this scene, the man with the ponytail in the open space was like he had been given a shot of cardiotonic. His whole body was shaking, and he kept roaring madly, holding the microphone in his hand.
Then, he pressed a button.
The footage of Rafa turning, taken by a drone, was continuously zoomed in.
The final frame was frozen with Rafa's tires sticking to the edge of the road, drifting through the corner just a hair's breadth away from falling into the drainage ditch.
"Master! He's turning right at the edge of the road! The driver of this LaFerrari is definitely a master!"
Seeing this, the ponytailed man was stunned, and then his eyes became brighter than searchlights. He murmured in a dreamy tone: "Such a precise operation, are we going to witness the birth of another god today?"