Shenhaozhi counterattacked from picking up the treasure box

"Ding...ding...ding!"

The red light returned to zero, the green light appeared, the red Ford Mustang engine roared, the wide tires quickly rubbed against the asphalt road, and a cloud of pungent blue smoke rose.

"Zhizhi..."

The red Mustang shot out of the crosswalk like an arrow, followed closely by the white Volkswagen Golf.

Since the Volkswagen Golf is not a sports car, it is obviously inferior to the Ford Mustang in terms of power. After just a few breaths, the Golf was thrown dozens of meters away.

"We're going to lose!" Xu Jing in the car was extremely worried.

There was no trace of panic on Ye Feng's face, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and he put the gear into gear and stepped on the accelerator smoothly, maximizing the power of the golf.

Less than a hundred meters away, the Ford Mustang in front started to slow down.

Since it was still the rush hour, the traffic flow was very heavy, and the distance between cars was just one parking space. It was impossible to get through without perfect driving skills.

Qicaitou was forced to reduce his speed and honk his horn frantically to urge the car in front to give way. However, the car in front remained indifferent and continued to drive forward according to its own driving trajectory.

Suddenly, a white shadow flew past the Ford Mustang, as nimble as a little white dragon, shuttling through the narrow space between the two cars.

Colorful Head's eyes suddenly widened and he exclaimed, it's that pretty boy!

"Slow down! Slow down!"

"Ah! I can't get through it! Stop! Stop!"

"We're about to hit you! Don't!"

Xu Jing was so frightened that she turned pale. She grabbed the seat belt on her chest with her left hand and the handle on the roof of the car with her right hand, and let out a series of piercing screams.

The Golf is a small hatchback, smaller than the Ford Mustang in terms of both width and length. With its compact body and Ye Feng's superb driving skills, it can weave through dense traffic like a fish in hundreds of rivers, quickly surpassing the Ford Mustang by more than 100

rice.

Ye Feng kept driving at the speed limit. This speed was simply a turtle speed for a racing car, but against the backdrop of dense traffic, the level of thrills was terrifying.

"Mr. Ye, slow down! I'm so scared!"

Xu Jing grabbed the handle of the car door, her face was bloodless, and her voice was trembling slightly when she spoke.

Ye Feng glanced at the rearview mirror disdainfully, then turned to Xu Jing and smiled: "I'm here, don't be afraid!"

The voice was deep and magnetic, like a big warm hand, soothing Xu Jing's racing heart.

Xu Jing turned her head and looked at Ye Feng. He had jet black hair, a tall nose, and a three-dimensional face. The sunlight filtered through the car window, and his side face was framed with a layer of gold, like a perfect picture under the scissors of a paper art master.

Silhouette.

Xu Jing was fascinated by the sight, her panic gradually calmed down, her pretty face returned to rosy, and her eyes sparkled.

"What are you looking at? So fascinated?"

Ye Feng nodded slightly and looked at each other. Xu Jing felt as if an electric current had passed through her body and she couldn't help but tremble.

"No...nothing...ah! Be careful of the car in front of you!"

Xu Jing let out an exclamation, but Ye Feng calmly turned the steering wheel and stepped on the accelerator. The Golf roared and overtook in the gap.

"Damn it! Damn it! Where does this guy come from? The racing circle has never heard of such a god!"

Colorful Head gritted her teeth, but still refused to admit defeat. After all, his car was many times better than the one Ye Feng drove. If it weren't for the many cars on the road, he would have won long ago.

There is a three-way intersection ahead, and the traffic is diverted. There are three-fifths fewer cars heading towards the stadium.

"The opportunity has come!"

Colorful Head immediately became excited and stepped on the accelerator, squeezing the power of the Ford Mustang.

The fiery red Ford Mustang roared like a mad bull and caught up with the white Volkswagen Golf.

"He's catching up!"

The distance between the two cars was getting closer and closer, Xu Jing warned Ye Feng worriedly.

Ye Feng glanced at the rearview mirror contemptuously.

"Assistant Xu, have you heard of extreme drift?"

Xu Jingyi was slightly startled. She had heard of drifting and had seen it in various movies and TV shows. It was a car that quickly drifted around corners when turning. But what did extreme drift mean?

There is an ancient tree in the sky. When the road was first built, in order to protect this tree, the road was built into a curve.

Turning this corner is the stadium. Whoever arrives first will be the winner of this competition.

"Hurry up!"

Ye Feng reminded him loudly, then stepped on the accelerator.

A huge pushing feeling came from her back, and Xu Jing's whole body pressed tightly against the backrest, making her feel like she was sitting on a rocket rising into the sky.

Unexpectedly, these two ordinary civilian cars actually felt like super sports cars in Ye Feng's hands.

"boom!"

The engine of the Volkswagen Golf roared, the tachometer instantly pointed to 6,000, and the speedometer soared from 70 mph to 140 mph.

Ye Feng stepped on the accelerator to the bottom, and the speedometer was still soaring.

"150 yards...170 yards...200 yards..."

Xu Jing's face turned pale again, and the huge push on her back pressed her tightly against the seat, causing her face to become slightly deformed.

"Mr. Ye..." Xu Jing's heart almost stopped beating and she shouted in panic.

"Oh! Is he crazy?"

Qicaitou seemed to have seen a landslide and tsunami, and his face showed unconcealable shock.

No one in the racing circles around the world, let alone Haicang City, can do it at this speed! This man is simply a lunatic, he is looking for death!

I actually met a madman! What a fucking unlucky man!

Qicaitou was a little broken. If these two people died in a car accident, he would not be able to escape his involvement. The police would definitely trace him.

It's a pity that just a week after I got out of the dormitory, I have to go back in again!

Seeing the white Volkswagen Golf in front of him approaching the bend, Colorful Head wailed in his heart, his face full of despair and helplessness.

He seemed to see the Volkswagen Golf forcefully swerving around the corner, then flipping onto its side and rolling rapidly under the inertia. The two people in the car were shaken so hard like dice in a dice cup that their bones and tendons were broken.

Or simply smash through the glass and be thrown out of the car, then fall heavily on the hard asphalt road. A car speeds past and crushes the two of them into a pulp.

Xu Jing in the car had closed her eyes, praying that her death would not be too painful.

Ye Feng glanced at her out of the corner of his eye, with a confident smile on his face, suddenly pulled the handbrake with his right hand, and quickly turned the steering wheel with his left hand.

"Zhizhi..."

The rear wheels stopped rotating and rubbed against the asphalt road, making a piercing scream.

Green smoke rose, and the air was filled with a pungent smell of rubber. The Volkswagen Golf slid and drifted on the road. The world was spinning for a while, and the Golf came over thirty meters away from the bend.

Although it completed a beautiful drift, the golf ball was still sliding on the ground under the huge inertia. If it continued like this, it would easily knock over the guardrail, rush out of the road, and then roll over under the roadbed.

Colorful head and face turned black.

"Dead! Dead!"

Ye Feng suddenly put down the handbrake, held the steering wheel with his left hand, and stepped on the accelerator with his right foot.

"Zhizhi..."

The locked rear wheel rotated rapidly, causing a puff of green smoke to rub against the ground. The Golf, which was originally sliding in a straight line, drew an arc on the asphalt road, and the rear of the car passed against the guardrail, completing the entire turn beautifully.

"boom!"

Golf roared away, leaving only the stunned colorful head behind.

"He... actually completed the turn! And it was a 45-degree angle! How did he do it?"

Qicaitou couldn't believe that someone could go through the curve at such a fast speed. It's impossible for anyone in this world to do it!

No! Is there a person who can go through a corner at this speed?

Qicaitou suddenly remembered a racing video that went viral in the racing circle a few months ago.

A silver-gray SL400 in Daqiushan, which is talked about in the racing circles, easily passed five consecutive hairpin turns at the fastest speed and with the most perfect drift.

At that time, Qicaitou bowed his head in front of the video, called the owner of the Mercedes-Benz car god, and vowed to find this person and worship him as his teacher.

Qicaitou now recalled that this pretty boy who drove the car was so similar to the car god in his mind.

"It must be him! This beautiful extreme drift can't be done by anyone, even if you want to fake it!"

On the road opposite the stadium, the Volkswagen Golf slowly stopped. The passenger door was pushed open violently. Xu Jing stumbled out and retched while holding on to the door.

"Are you okay?"

Ye Feng went over and patted her back gently, then scratched his head awkwardly. He was feeling itchy just now, but he didn't expect to make the little girl vomit.

"It's okay..." Xu Jing waved her hands weakly, then bent down and retched again. Fortunately, she was used to skipping breakfast in the morning, otherwise she would have been very embarrassed.

"Squeak!"

The red Ford Mustang was parked aside, the door was suddenly pushed open, and the colorful head came menacingly.

Xu Jing immediately stood up and clenched her fists nervously.

"What do you want to do? Do you want to use violence if you can't afford to lose? Let me tell you, we are not easy to mess with..."

"Plop!"

Qicaitou came to Ye Feng and knelt on the ground without hesitation. His knees hurt from the hard asphalt road, and he didn't even frown.

"What's going on?"

Xu Jing was confused, while Ye Feng smiled slightly.

"Are you convinced?"

"I'm convinced! I'm convinced!"

Colorful Head was categorical, as if losing to Ye Feng was not only not a shame, but also a glorious thing.

"Where's our agreement?"

"Remember! Remember!"

Qicaitou took out a bag of money and raised his hands above his head. At a rough glance, it was at least one hundred thousand.

Ye Feng took out 10,000 and said calmly: "That's too much!"

"I lost ten thousand to you, and the remaining money was for tuition. I have admired the car god for a long time, and today I finally met the car god himself. I hope you can accept me as your disciple and teach me the method of extreme drift!"

The colorful head bowed its head and banged its forehead on the asphalt road, making a dull sound.

Ye Feng was speechless for a while, this guy was too obsessed with driving skills.

"What..." Ye Feng touched his nose: "Do you really want to learn?"

"I have never dreamed of it. I want to learn your extreme drift and win over those who once despised me. I hope the car god will give me some advice!"

The colorful head climbed up from the ground, its eyes were full of longing, and its hands drooped like a primary school student listening to the teacher's teachings.

Ye Feng raised his head and looked up at the sky at a 45-degree angle, his expression solemn and solemn.

"It's not difficult to achieve extreme drift. You just need to have the fearless courage and the determination to defeat yourself. On the track, don't think about how to win others, but think about how to win yourself and beat the last second.

You, the next second, you will be the car god!"

When Qicai Tou heard Ye Feng's words, his body was shocked, as if he had been struck by a heavy hammer, or as if he had been enlightened.

"A meaningless heart? Beat yourself?"

The colorful head murmured, his thoughts drifting into the distance with his eyes.