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Soon, two young men of medium build walked out of the Lamborghini and the McLaren P1.

The two of them looked at each other, and there were faint sparks flashing between their eyes. They were full of provocation.

After a while, Sun Luguo, who was wearing a white shirt, said, "Big Sister Jiaxin, I didn't expect you to be here."

Song Jiaxin said, "It's rare for it to be so lively. Of course, I can't miss it. What's the game today?"

"That Sun Luguo insists on giving me his P1. Although it's a little ugly on the outside, I can still reluctantly accept it," said Liu Yuhang, clad in a plaid shirt.

"Shameless!" Sun Luguo grunted.

"Big Sister Jiaxin, Liu Yuhang and I are having a race. We're going to run a lap along East Mountain Road. The bet is my McLaren P1 and his Lamborghini."

Liu Yuhang called out, "Everyone, you may all join the match! If you win, the McLaren P1 and the Lamborghini will be yours!"

Sun Luguo frowned slightly when he heard this, but he did not say anything.

After hearing Liu Yuhang's words, the crowd burst into cheers.

Even though everyone present had assets of at least a hundred million, they could not buy the McLaren P1 and the Lamborghini so easily.

The McLaren P1 was a supercar that was worth 14 million.

Liu Yuhang's Lamborghini had cost a lot of money to modify, and it was probably worth more than 14 million.

In other words, once they won the race, they would immediately receive two sports cars that were worth at least 28 million combined.

How could they not be excited?

Liu Yuhang's mood improved when he saw how happy everyone was.

"Big Sister Jiaxin, you didn't drive your Ferrari EF90 over today?"

"I came here with my friend." Song Jiaxin tilted her head and asked, "Lin Fan, are you going to participate in the competition?"

"Might as well, since I'm here," Lin Fan said.

"Do you mind if I become your navigator?" Song Jiaxin asked with a smile.

"It'd be an honor," Lin Fan said.

Liu Yuhang could not help but secretly size up Lin Fan. To be able to get close to Song Jiaxin, there must be more to him than meets the eye.

"Brother Lin, so you like racing too! We're totally vibing! However, I think your Aventador hasn't been modified at all," Liu Yuhang said with a smile.

"Yes, in fact, I've only had it for a few days," Lin Fan said.

Liu Yuhang nodded and said, "I see. Brother Lin, I have some experience in modifying Lamborghini cars. If you want to modify it in the future, you can contact me at any time. I guarantee that you'll be satisfied!"

"If I need to modify it, I'll definitely contact you," Lin Fan said.

"It's a shame you'll be going up against me tonight, Brother Lin," Liu Yuhang said. "Otherwise, we might have been able to have a good fight today."

Obviously, he was implying that since Lin Fan's car had not been modified, its performance could not keep up with his Lamborghini. There was no way Lin Fan could overtake him.

"We can still compete today," Lin Fan said.

"Brother Lin, you're very confident! I like people like you! Good, hahaha!" Liu Yuhang laughed.

Liu Yuhang looked like a rough chad.

However, he was very meticulous. He could easily establish any form of connection with others by exchanging a few words.

It had to be said that none of these rich second generations were simpletons.

"It's about time!" Liu Yuhang called out. "Ladies and gents, get ready for the competition!"

Those who wanted to participate in the race heard this and got into their sports cars.

In the end, a total of eight cars were participating in the race.

The rest of the people also wanted to win the McLaren P1 and Lamborghini.

However, they knew very well that whether it was their driving skills or the performance of their own cars, they could not win at all.

Since that was the case, there was no need to participate.

By doing this, they could avoid embarrassing themselves.

Song Jiaxin, who was sitting in the front passenger seat, asked, "Have you ever driven on East Mountain Road before?"

"No," Lin Fan shook his head.

Song Jiaxin could not help but tighten her grip on the armrest. "Later, you can drive slowly. This road is quite narrow. Moreover, there are many sharp turns, so safety is the most important."

It was obvious that Song Jiaxin did not have any hope that Lin Fan would win.

Even though she had already seen Lin Fan's outstanding driving skills, the unfamiliar roads and the inherent shortcomings of ordinary vehicles were not something that driving skills could overcome.

"Alright." Lin Fan nodded.

At this time, the referee standing in front of the cars waved the red flag in his hand.

Boom!

Instantly, a deafening rumble sounded at the foot of the mountain.

Then, the eight supercars galloped forward like wild beasts.

Out of the eight cars, Lin Fan's Lamborghini seemed to have the most average performance.

However, with his professional driving skills, he overtook three cars and easily got into fourth place.

Song Jiaxin looked at Lin Fan's familiar movements and nodded her head. "There's an S-shaped curve one kilometer ahead."

"Alright," Lin Fan replied.

As he finished speaking, his bright black eyes stared straight ahead.

Be focused. Be calm!

However, he did not even lift his foot off of the accelerator.

On the contrary, he kept accelerating and accelerating!

200 km per hour!

210 km per hour!

...

Song Jiaxin saw that they were getting closer and closer to the corner, and her heart was beating wildly. She could not help but ask again, "L-Lin Fan, it's an S-shaped curve ahead.

It was no wonder Song Jiaxin was so nervous.

It was a mountain road!

If they hit the railing at 200 km per hour, the car would be destroyed and the people inside would die. Luck played no role in the matter!

Finally, the Lamborghini arrived at the bend.

Lin Fan still did not slow down!

Song Jiaxin's face turned pale. Her beautiful forehead and palms were covered in sweat.

Just as Song Jiaxin thought that they were going to hit the railing, Lin Fan finally moved.

Screech!

Lin Fan turned the steering wheel and the entire car was like a nimble fish. With a beautiful drift, it passed through the S-shaped curve.

...

At the foot of the mountain.

The rich second generations stared at the screen and let out a burst of exclamations.