Shenhao: Start With Eight Yuan And Eight Seconds To Kill Ten Sets Of Shops

On the track...

Su Lang, who entered the second lap, was obviously different. The originally soft Enzo showed his fangs in his hand, and the speed of the car unexpectedly increased in the blink of an eye.

This scene inspired Fu Er in the stands.

"Come on, Brother Lang!"

"Brother Lang, tell them who is the god of this field."

"Brother Lang, surpass him..."

"..."

At the cheers of the crowd, Sun Xiang sneered: "There is a sixty-degree sharp turn ahead. If he speeds up like this, it will only cause car crashes and deaths."

The curve was less than fifty meters away from Enzo, but Su Lang's speed did not mean to slow down at all.

It is true that Sun Xiang knew that Su Lang was awesome and knew that he would go through the corner at full speed.

But Su Lang is awesome, he is not a god either!

He didn't believe it. At such a high speed, Su Lang could still complete the feat of cornering at full speed.

130, 160, 180...

In a blink of an eye, Su Lang's speed has exceeded 200!

The corner of Su Lang's mouth raised slightly, and the right foot that was stepping on the accelerator suddenly loosened, then his right hand pulled the handbrake under the gear.

next moment.

Enzo instantly lost his center of gravity, and the body was thrown forward with inertia.

Crunch!

The tires rubbed on the asphalt road for less than two seconds before and after. Su Lang glanced at the timing. When he released the handbrake, he stepped on the accelerator pedal again.

The steering wheel turned sharply in Su Lang's hands, following the harsh tire friction.

In less than two seconds before and after, the fiery red Ferrari Enzo, wiping the side of the road, crossed the curve ahead in an extremely handsome and elegant posture.

"Brother Lang is awesome!"

"The bending just now was so handsome!"

"Brother Lang's speed at the corner just now measured 198 miles!"

"..."

Looking ahead, Sun Tianlong's eyes widened sharply as he looked at the Ferrari constantly in the rearview mirror.

He was watching Su Lang's cornering movement just now.

No fancy moves, just one quick!

To the extreme fast.

Both the timing of braking and the timing of acceleration are just right.

There was no lag in the middle of the curve.

He once estimated Su Lang's strength in his mind.

But now, he realized that he still underestimated Su Lang, who was much stronger than he thought.

Asking himself, Sun Tianlong felt that he couldn't do that set of actions just now by Su Lang.

But he was not prepared to surrender just like that.

"Huh~"

Sun Tianlong clenched the steering wheel tightly and was about to accelerate.

boom……

At this moment, the ear-splitting roar blasted in his ears.

Like a flash of red lightning, Enzo rushed all the way to complete the overtaking directly from the outside road.

When the two cars were side by side, Sun Tianlong instinctively turned his head to look at Su Lang.

Then he saw a scene that he will never forget.

Su Lang rested his left hand on the frame and held the steering wheel with his right hand.

"Fuck!"

At this moment, even Sun Tianlong could not help but explode with a swear word, no matter how good he was.

one-hand!

He has been driving with one hand all the time.

Sun Tianlong is like a deflated ball, and the speed of the car has dropped a lot!

After a while, Sun Tianlong parked the car on the side of the road and sat in the cab like this.

Su Lang's beautiful turn did not make him despair.

But when he saw that Su Lang had always operated with one hand, he was completely desperate.

One hand is so awesome, what about both hands?

...

In the stands, there was no sound.

Sun Xiang trembled all over, staring at the stadium fiercely.

Sun Tianlong gave up, and Sun Tianlong chose to admit defeat in the middle.

He could hardly believe his eyes.

"No, it's not true, I don't believe it!"

He quickly jumped off the stands and hurried to Sun Tianlong.

"Brother, why, why didn't you run? There are still 8 laps, and we haven't lost yet." Sun Xiang stared at Sun Tianlong, and said every word.

However, facing Sun Xiang's question, Sun Tianlong just shook his head slightly: "Xiao Xiang, did you know? Even now, he still drives with one hand."

Boom~

Sun Tianlong's words exploded in Sun Xiang's mind like thunder.

Su Lang could drive with one hand, and Sun Xiang knew this.

But he felt that with Sun Tianlong's strength, he could force Su Lang to do his best anyway, right?

But the result?

People still drive with one hand.

ruthless!

"Plop~"

Sun Xiang's legs softened and he fell to the ground.

Despair once again shrouded his heart, completely destroying his heart of resistance.

Although Sun Tianlong has withdrawn.

But Su Lang did not stop.

He drove a Ferrari Enzo, galloping on the track.

1 minute 20 seconds 20 is not the limit record of this track.

Su Lang plans to brush one out today!

The speed is full.

Handbrake, lock the rear wheel.

Turn the steering wheel back, give oil.

Easily turning...

Then continue to accelerate.

"Crunchy~"

The screams of tires rubbing against the asphalt pavement kept ringing in everyone's ears.

This game has completely become a solo show by Su Lang.

"Shoo~"

Ferrari Enzo crossed the finish line like red lightning.

A surprising number appeared on the timer.

1 minute 02 seconds 11! The average speed is 198 kilometers per hour.

For a while, everyone felt a kind of dry mouth.

"Brother Wei, what is our record before Brother Lang?" Xiao Yu looked at Li Hongwei blankly.

"1 minute 58 seconds 51." Li Hongwei said.

"Guru~" Everyone swallowed unanimously.

Before Su Lang appeared, their club's best score was 1:58.51!

And now, Su Lang directly doubled this record.

The car is good, rich, and good-looking.

This kind of thigh has to be just hugged anyway.

"Crunchy~"

At this moment, Su Lang also drove his car to park on the side of the road.

A rich second generation looked at each other and immediately surrounded them.

"Brother Lang, I will fan you..."

"Brother, sign me."

"The next time you race, can I be the co-pilot?"

"roll……"

"..."

As soon as Su Lang got out of the car, everyone gathered to congratulate him.

Although it is not the first time everyone is flattering, but this feeling is still very good.

"Papa Papa~"

Suddenly, a burst of loud applause reached Su Lang's ears.

Turning to look around, I saw Sun Tianlong coming over.

And the applause really came from between his hands.

"Something?" Xiao Yu asked with a sneer, standing in front of Sun Tianlong.

"Xiao Yu, let him come over."

Su Lang waved his hand.

Compared to Sun Xiang, Su Lang didn't have much hatred for Sun Tianlong.

"Mr. Su, I lost. This is the key to Porsche. From now on, he is yours." Sun Tianlong took the key from his pocket and gave it to Su Lang.

Regarding this, Su Lang was not polite.

Put it directly into your pants pocket.

The awesome leasing company can be new again!

"Mr. Su, I have a question."

"what?"

"How strong would you be if you were driving with both hands?"

Su Lang: "..."

He just doesn't understand it.

Why do these people always preconceived that he would be better at driving with two hands?

Well, since you want to, then I will satisfy you.

Su Lang raised his head 45° to look up at the sky, standing with his hands behind him, and said faintly: "There are three million drivers in the world, and I need to lower my eyebrows when I see me."

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