F1: The Car Feels Absolutely Great At The Start, I Am The Car God!

Sitting in the driver's seat of the Ferrari, Chen Jingshu stroked the steering wheel and played with the buttons on the steering wheel, feeling excited.

"Why are you lingering? Are you leaving? Are you waiting for me to treat you to dinner?"

"Oh! I'm leaving. Boss, please fasten your seat belt."

Chen Jingshu was immersed in joy, with a crazy smile on his face, not paying any attention to Shen Jiyue's tone.

"You still have such a playful smile on your face, you're such a bitch!"

Shen Jiyue did not hide her disgust at all.

Um...you'll go crazy if you drink some cat urine, but if that doesn't work, just don't drink so much.

Chen Jingshu complained silently in his heart, but he didn't dare to say it outright. After all, he was now his boss's guest.

Insert the key into the keyhole, step on the brake pedal, press the one button to start, and press launch to start!

Chen Jingshu suddenly hit the accelerator, and with a heart-lunging engine roar, the 458 speciale rushed towards the road like an arrow.

let's go!

It is indeed a 4.5L V8 naturally aspirated engine. The crackling sound of the engine instantly penetrated the entire street, attracting side glances from pedestrians on both sides of the road.

"This is my home address. Please take me home quickly. I'm so dizzy."

Shen Jiyue handed the mobile phone with the navigation route set to Chen Jingshu, and then slumped in the passenger seat, looking haggard and extremely tired.

Well, it’s really Buddha to still drink like this when you can’t drink.

"Boss? Do you want to open the hood so you can get some air?" Chen Jingshu couldn't bear to look at the beautiful boss's haggard face.

"Well, open it."

With Shen Jiyue's consent, Chen Jingshu pressed the convertible control button, and the hard-top sunroof was closed within 13 seconds.

Is this the happiness of rich people? It's so comfortable.

Fire red interior, leather racing seats and carbon fiber wrapped steering wheel, facing the cold wind and the restless roar of the engine.

Chen Jingshu was immersed in all this.

"Is this the happiness of rich people? It's too comfortable."

Chen Jingshu sighed involuntarily.

"Stop talking nonsense and drive... drive faster, okay?"

Shen Jiyue was completely weak at this time, and an affectionate tone reached Chen Jingshu's ears, and Chen Jingshu couldn't help but glance at her.

The cool night breeze blew through her hair, revealing her white neck, sexy red lips, narrow eyelashes, and pretty nose, all of which made her look extremely charming.

Looking at Shen Jiyue's sexy figure, Chen Jingshu suddenly became restless...

"Holy shit... we can't think too much! The word "sex" has a knife on your head!"

"Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva, walking in the deep Prajnaparamita for a long time, saw that the five aggregates are all empty..."

"Relics, color is not different from emptiness, emptiness is not different from color, color is emptiness, emptiness is color..."

"If your heart is as clear as ice, you won't be surprised when the sky falls. You will remain calm despite all changes. Your spirit will be calm and your spirit will be calm. You will forget yourself and remain one. The six roots of great concentration..."

Chen Jingshu recited the entire Avalokitesvara Heart Sutra and an article of Bingxin Jue, the two major mental disciplines for rebooting, in one breath, and only then did he calm down his restless emotions.

Connecting the mobile phone's Bluetooth to the Ferrari, Chen Jingshu played a song "ae86" from Initial D.

The brisk melody and dynamic rhythm suddenly filled Chen Jingshu's mind with a sense of middle school.

"Are you seated? Little sister, uncle is about to start sprinting."

"..."

Shen Jiyue rolled her eyes at Chen Jingshu.

After more than twenty minutes of driving, Chen Jingshu finally mastered the control rhythm of this 458speciale.

For real racers, mastering skills is a small matter. What really determines speed is rhythm!

A real racing driver is one who can feel the rhythm of the car!

It was already ten o'clock in the night, and Chen Jingshu had already driven out of the city. There were gradually fewer pedestrians on both sides of the road, and there were fewer and fewer street lights in front of him.

At this moment, an Aston Martin DBS suddenly rushed out from behind.

Almost without any warning, dbs flashed past Chen Jingshu at extremely fast speeds, causing Chen Jingshu to break out in cold sweat on his back.

"Damn, you're driving so fast at night, are you in a hurry to reincarnate?!"

It's not that Chen Jingshu is afraid of the speed of dbs, it's just that this Ferrari is too expensive and he can't afford to pay for it if he gets in trouble.

The Aston Martin in front seemed to hear Chen Jingshu's curse, and suddenly slowed down and kept pace with Chen Jingshu.

Aston Martin then folded up the convertible, revealing two young men wearing sunglasses.

"Little cub, what did you just say?"

Among them, the young man who was driving turned his head and looked at Chen Jingshu with provocative eyes.

"Damn, he's wearing sunglasses in the middle of the night. You can tell he's a psycho at first glance."

Chen Jingshu was just sarcastic and didn't even look at him.

Seeing Chen Jingshu directly ignoring him, the young man in sunglasses couldn't help but get angry.

"Are you afraid you are looking for death?"

"You have such a bad mouth, where's your horse? Believe it or not, I'll hit you to death."

Forehead......

Before Chen Jingshu could reply, Shen Jiyue couldn't help but cursed at the young man in sunglasses.

"Oh, you also have a beautiful girl with you. The little bastard is so beautiful."

"I love your horse! Believe it or not, I have unspoken rules for your horse."

Shen Jiyue felt angry out of nowhere and suddenly released it.

"Hahaha!"

Faced with Shen Jiyue's insults, the young man in sunglasses was not angry but happy, and even laughed out loud.

Alas, he is really even meaner than Chen Jingshu.

"Hahaha, you are quite hot, little girl. It would be great if you were so hot in bed."

"I'll kill you!"

"Hahaha, I like you like this."

"I like your horse!"

As soon as Shen Jiyue finished speaking, two sports cars rushed up from behind, a Lamborghini and a GTR-50.

Two cars, one on the left and one behind, surrounded Chen Jingshu with three cars.

"Little beauty, do you want to play with us?"

The Lamborghini lowered the window, and a young man with gray hair looked at Shen Jiyue, his eyes ravaging her graceful figure.

"Hahaha, what age is this Ferrari? It's a piece of junk. You still have the nerve to drive it. Let's take it and scrap it!"

"Little beauty, what kind of old Ferrari are you riding in? Why don't you come and sit in my car?"

There were also cynicism coming from the GTR at the rear.

Grass!

Facing their sarcasm, Chen Jingshu secretly cursed.

"You stinking gangsters, believe it or not, I..."

Before Shen Jiyue could finish speaking, Chen Jingshu blocked her mouth.

Although Chen Jingshu couldn't bear this tone, the situation was obviously not right now. These stupid young people became more and more excited the more they scolded them.

Chen Jingshu calmed down at this time, then opened the hard-top sunroof and raised the car windows.

Isolate them.

"You can't afford to fuck you?"

When the young man in sunglasses on the Aston Martin saw that Chen Jingshu was ignoring him, he immediately stepped on the brakes and saw that the butt of the car was about to hit Chen Jingshu.

At this moment, Chen Jingshu suddenly turned sharply and hit the Lamborghini beside him at extremely high speed without any intention of braking.

In such a collision, the most serious damage to the Ferrari would be to its body, while the Lamborghini would be driven off the road due to external force interference due to steering interference.

As for the consequences, we can only know after being sent to the ICU of the hospital.

When Lamborghini saw Ferrari rushing toward him like he was desperate, he was so frightened that he immediately stepped on the brake pedal.

Everything went as Chen Jingshu expected. These second-generation rich people who drive sports cars do not dare to risk their lives. After all, their families still have so much money that they have not used up.

Chen Jingshu squeezed out a racing route, and before the Aston Martin in front of him slowed down enough to react, he speeded up and overtook him.

"Fuck! You bastard!"

Aston Martin owner Li Tian cursed fiercely, then stepped on the accelerator and rushed forward.

Lamborghini and GTR also rushed forward with full throttle.

There were not many vehicles passing on the dark road at this time, and not a single person could be seen.

A Ferrari, an Aston Martin DBS, a Lamborghini, a GTR-50.

Four supercars start a life-or-death pursuit on this road...

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