Spoil the Great Lady

Country Z, City B.

Neighboring suburbs at night.

A winding road floats out of the night under the dim street lights, without end.

From the top to the bottom, the trend of this winding road is shocking, and the 180 bends are changing from one to the other, making people uncontrollable.

This is the most famous racing location in City B, and it is also a place where racing drivers love and hate.

To become famous overnight, or to become a soul overnight!

The drivers in the racing circle of City B have given it a magical title—the road to death.

The dazzling light suddenly pierced the dark curtain and came from afar, and the quiet mountains heard the roar of the engine. From far and near, the whirring of the turbine, and the sound of the pressure relief valve screaming, made people feel unconscious. Squeezed a cold sweat.

With such a high-powered roar, a professional person immediately lit up when he heard it. It was a Ferrari 270, and then frowned. The speed was probably over 200.

The veteran racing car in the rest stop stopped his work, listened for a while, and then sighed slightly. Every month, there are always a few rich people who come here to look for death.

People in City B know that the road of death is the road of death because every year, many cars rush out of the track, fall into the cliff, and become smashed. The curves here are one after another, and the average person's speed will be controlled within 100. The highest record in the racing industry in City B is also 180. This is the record set by An Shao three years ago, and no one has broken it yet.

In fact, there are people who have exceeded 180, but without exception all rushed out of the driveway, car crashes and deaths.

These veterans will feel that these over 200 people are really looking for death, completely because there are not a few arrogant young people like this.

There was a bright light on the top of the mountain. Everyone looked at the faint light ahead with red faces, knowing that the car was approaching, and a black car quickly appeared at the corner, sliding sideways over the corner, and the body whizzed past!

Everyone suddenly turned their heads, only to see an afterimage.

This is the feeling of most spectators watching racing cars. When the car comes, they twist their heads off, and they can't see what the car looks like.

The two cars behind followed closely, and these three cars almost drifted over, and the harsh sound of tires rubbing against the ground pierced the sky!

After the three cars passed, everyone's turmoil hadn't recovered, and then they remembered that there was another car.

Before the young guys said anything, they received a ridiculous dance from the opposite group of cheerleaders. They twisted their waists. Their provocative gaze made the Huaxia people present indignant, but they were blushing but didn't know what to say.

In this race, there are mainly three crooked nationals and one Huaxia. The three crooked national cars in front have already passed the third lap, and the car belonging to the Huaxia has not come yet.

Everyone looked forward to it.

It took nearly 30 seconds before a silver streamlined car came slowly.

The silver body rushed into the corner casually, sliding along the edge and entering without the slightest deviation, just pressing the edge of the cliff.

A perfect finishing touch, and he passed the curve calmly.

Amazing technology, just unpleasant.

Inside the car, a slender hand touched a piece of cake from the front of the car, and then slowly gnawed it down.

In the monitoring room, An Xu sat on the sofa and watched the slow-coming cars on the screen. The wavy peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly, bringing out a strange amorous feelings, and his thin lips opened slightly, "He Tingyu found this one. Girl..."

I really hate iron but not steel!

He gritted his teeth.

This time, the black market racing is a joint effort between the base in City B and a few people from crooked countries. Those crooked countries are members of the F1 team. They come to the racing club in City B to have "friendship exchanges". A lot of amateurs in City B have been held in seconds. Rider.

Amateurs can't be compared with professional ones. Most Chinese are still very open to it, but they can't let it go.

Although he always disliked Country Z, he couldn't tolerate the bullying of the crooked Chinese.

Su Heng, who was half lying on the sofa, yawned lazily. He couldn't understand the deepness of An Dashao. He sighed and glanced at the car speeding on the curve on the screen, even if he didn't. He is also shocked by this skillful drifting, who knows racing, "It's okay, I think this girl has good skills, at least better than someone in your racing club."

"Don't come here, this speed is not as fast as I am." An Xu coldly snorted, his eyes kept staring at the car on the screen, the more he looked at, the more aggrieved.

Damn, I'm going to lose to those crooked people again this time!

"Just you?" Su Heng rolled his eyes when he heard the words, and felt that he could not hit the child, and then saved him, "Farewell, this is definitely not despising you."

An Xu stared, his gaze finally moved away from the screen, unconvinced, "My **** got a professional C-level racing license!"

Listening to this cool and self-satisfied tone, Young Master An is born to be abusive and can't be too gentle with him, Su Heng gritted his teeth and changed his tone.

"Don't be okay, just use this smelly to show off, if you have the ability, you can take an S-level exam and show it to the master!"

An Xu was silent, "Don't you know that the super-level certificate is exclusively for F1 drivers?"

"So, the crooked people who came this time are F1 drivers. Do you think you can drive that girl fast on the race track?" Su Heng smiled, "Of course we don't have to talk about this, let alone talk about it, you Is it possible to take an A-level exam for the Lord?"

An Xu glanced at Su Heng and stopped talking.

Su Heng always poked his heart.

But one yard goes to one yard, and he has to rack his brains to think about the remedy. He can't lose to a group of crooked people at his door. This is an unbearable thing.

He thought for a long time, and it turned out—

Ran and egg.

"Look." Su Heng who had been watching the video suddenly said.

"En?" Young Master An was still thinking hard, using his not-so-high IQ.

"I said monitoring the screen."

Ann turned to the screen in coordination, and then—

shocked.

"That girl, she, she, she, she has sped up!"

This highway of death can be said to be top masters with a yard speed of more than 200. The three crooked people who came this time belong to the top masters. The speeds are basically around 220-230. This makes a group of people watching the video. People are crazy.

The first one even soared to 250 in the middle section, but he might think it was too dangerous, and dropped to 240 in the next corner.

With An Xu's eyesight, he saw that the last driver who was not optimistic about him actually ran to 270, and it seemed that he was still accelerating and he was very comfortable.

300!

This has reached the speed of last year's F1 corner car king!

This is impossible!

The reaction of most people on the court.

An Xu stared at the screen blankly—he rubbed his eyes.

He is dreaming, right?

Even the top-of-the-line surveillance probes can only capture a blurry afterimage of the body that is too fast.

The speed of the 300 is really fast, and it takes a few yards to reach the speed of the plane taking off. Just when everyone thought that the car was about to leave the track, the front of the silver body was lifted, and a perfect tail-swing slipped into the curve. , The two tires on the outside of the car and the edge have always maintained a difference of one centimeter.

This is an incredible thing for professional drivers!

"Oh, my God! It's so shocking, Huaxia is really a magical nation!" A crooked countryman staring at the video intently, a pair of clear blue eyes exuded a fiery light.

Unexpectedly, the Z nationals, who have never been talented in racing, can control the car to such a near-perfect level!

After not recruiting new players for a long time, he already has a strong urge to recruit new players.

Official F1 racing team member, there has never been a purebred Chinese!

But three years ago, a F1 car king was a young Chinese woman. This shocked the racing world for a long time. Finally, it was determined that this was not a Chinese, but R country.

Because most people look down on China.

On the track, the silver car roared past with the roar of the engine, and the onlookers broke their necks again.

In previous years, only in the F1 scene can you feel this boiling blood.

The driver was an extremely young woman with a large dark polarizer on her face, which covered most of her face, revealing only her white chin and blushing lips.

Wearing an ice-blue watch in his left hand, with a simple and simple appearance, in the night, it exudes strange fluorescence. The time displayed on the dial is—

02:28.

It was already late at night.

She tucked the cake packaging bag aside, and the corners of her lips were slightly curved.

The slender hand switches the gear to sixth gear, the indicator light on the display panel has turned red, and at the same time the body's center of gravity is shifting to the left, and there is a harsh rubbing sound between the tires and the ground.

The eccentricity on the curve was very high, but she increased the throttle, the whole body turned sideways, the center of gravity was firmly pressed on the left wheel, sliding forward 180 degrees.

The air is mixed with a startling atmosphere, and if the control is slightly deviated, the whole car will go off the track.

At the last turn, she caught up with the first car!

Seeing that the last car chased up, the Golden Retriever who had been in the third snorted coldly, and he had always despised the Z people.

Timid, short, hand-handled, brain-handled!

Jin Mao shifted to a low gear, slowed down, weighed down on the back of the car, and compared his free hand to the Z national in his heart with a middle finger, the steering wheel suddenly turned 180 degrees, and the front of the car lifted with a sharp stance. Imposingly crashed into the car behind!

Seeing the oncoming car, He Nian's complexion did not change. He turned the steering wheel flexibly with both hands, and at the same time pulled up the rear brake and stepped on the accelerator, the speed of the car rose instantly.

She did the difficult movements very smoothly.

The car seemed to merge with her.

The front of the car was like a wild horse, lifted forward with an overwhelming momentum, and slammed into the car blocking her in front of her with the advantage of the weight of her body.

Simple and rude!

Direct but effective!

"Forget your mind when you go abroad!"

Don't rush to let her abuse her next time.

"boom!"

—The blond man’s car was hit and deviated from the main road. The door on the right and the front of the car were cracked. The noise of the engine seemed to become a little louder. He looked up in horror, like five lightning strikes, and he didn’t understand country Z. Why is someone so good suddenly? !

This is by no means a national Z!

The crooked countryman thought dizzyly.

"Look at Huaxia people?"

She lazily glanced at the crooked countryman.

"boom!"

-The car was completely hit by a rock protruding from the inner road, the front of the car was full of green smoke, and the engine was roaring, as if it had been destroyed.

Count down to the third corner and catch up with the second car!

continue.

"Bang Bang"—

"You can't keep a low profile in City B? I really thought we were none of us."

What a coincidence, catching up with her.

At the penultimate corner, catch up with the last car!

"Bang Bang Bang"—

The whole scene is horrible.

The silver car was like the overlord of the night, with a domineering spirit of its own, and it still drove slowly to the end after hitting three cars in a row.

At the last corner, only this car is left!

She slowed down, but the court was silent, staring at the car intently.

Skillful technique, fierce momentum, aggressive style, magical drift.

Who is this?

In the monitoring room, An Xu stared blankly until the car on the screen came to a halt before he suddenly jumped up and rushed out the door.

The people on the court gradually returned to their senses in amazement.

"From now on, besides Yu Tianyu, my goddess has one more!" The young man murmured.

"Fuck..."

"Nima..."

"Fucking handsome!"

"wipe!"

"Go and strike up a conversation..."

"..."

Then the young man thought quietly, always feeling that some style of painting was wrong.

Dear, can you change some words with connotation and literary talent?

This mysterious woman has created a legend in the racing world and has been madly sought after by countless racers. She only stopped for a moment when she got off the car. The black windbreaker made her look slender and shallow, with beautiful hair and ice muscles and bones.

Reminiscent of the thrilling scene just now.

Cold and mysterious.

This is the mind of the people on the court at this time.

This kind of person is more suitable for that kind of brilliant color, and looks nothing like a person who has just been racing wildly on the driveway.

Everyone wanted to take another look, but after she took the gold card given to her by the racing club staff, she left, leaving only a slender figure. The black hem was raised as she walked, revealing the moon inside. White clothes corner.

Next to me, I am waiting for the interview-I am going to leave!

Just thinking about it, no one really dared to go forward and hook her up.

It means that the great **** is too cold, and the aura is too strong, they... don't dare.

An Shao hurried over, but only saw the car leaving.

"Damn!" He slammed the car that was parked aside. The young man next to him saw Major General An punched a hole in his car, but he didn't dare to say anything. He just stared at his car.

In the racing world of City B, a Buddha statue of a super-great **** is rising, but with such a chance to become famous overnight, that great **** seems to be careless at all, that's it—

gone?

Afterwards, the thoughtful people remembered that they still didn't know who she was!

But even though I searched the entire city of B, I couldn't find the slightest information about this great god. It seemed that she had never been to city B at all, and there was no trace of it, and the world disappeared like an evaporation.

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