The system makes me a licking dog

The eight-cylinder beast let out a low roar.

Song Fengyue faintly heard the roar of the engine, felt strange, and subconsciously glanced at the rearview mirror.

"how is this possible!"

Song Fengyue's beautiful eyes widened.

As soon as she finished speaking, the Mercedes Benz, which they thought could not even see the taillights, rushed forward.

Coming to be side by side with Song Fengyue, Ning Yuan did not continue to accelerate, he pressed the window.

"Hello, Miss Song."

Song Fengyue looked at Ning Yuan's car suspiciously.

Is this the power that a commercial vehicle can explode?

You must know that the power that a four-cylinder car can explode is limited.

Although the four-cylinder car can sometimes squeeze out more torque, allowing the car to reach a high speed.

But it cannot be maintained for a long time.

This will greatly damage the engine, and in severe cases, the cylinder will explode directly.

Moreover, the four-cylinder car could not maintain the current speed of [-] yards for too long, and it was even more impossible to continue to accelerate with the remaining power.

however,

Next second,

"I'll take a step first, and we'll see you at the end."

Ning Yuan's voice was mixed with the wind, reaching Song Fengyue's ears.

When she turned her head to look, Ning Yuan's car had passed her and was rushing forward.

"how can that be!"

Song Fengyue believes that being able to keep pace with her Porsche is already the limit of that Mercedes-Benz.

But he didn't expect that he could still accelerate.

Moreover, it seems that the opponent surpasses himself effortlessly.

Song Fengyue stared at Ning Yuan's black Mercedes with a pair of beautiful eyes, putting away the surprise in her eyes.

"I want to see how long you can resist."

Song Fengyue thought that Ning Yuan was going all out, anyway, if he didn't fight like this, his car would still be scrapped in the end.

It's better to rush once, in case a miracle happens.

Of course, Song Fengyue did not believe that such a miracle would happen.

The Mercedes-Benz S-Class is a car that focuses on business comfort, how can it be an opponent of a supercar.

Song Fengyue even deliberately distanced herself from Ning Yuan.

In this way, when the Mercedes-Benz S-Class blows out of control, it will not affect him.

Peng Xiang, who was overtaken by Zheng Cong and Qi Shao, was already very upset.

He glanced at the rearview mirror angrily, he wanted to see where the broken Mercedes that distracted him was.

Just at this glance, Peng Xiang's expression froze again.

A few seconds ago, that car was still at the end.

Although it can keep up with itself, it is also the existence of the tail of the crane.

But in just a few seconds, the broken Mercedes-Benz that he despised has rushed behind his own car!

"How can this broken car keep up!"

Peng Xiang narrowed his eyes slightly, full of disbelief.

"Young Master Peng, did you see that? That kid has caught up."

It was Zheng Cong who spoke at the front.

Peng Xiang glanced at the walkie-talkie hanging on the center console, feeling even more upset.

It was because of that kid just now that I temporarily lost my number one position.

The more Peng Xiang thought about it, the more angry he became, and he said angrily: "I've seen it a long time ago, but this kid is really brave. If his car suddenly bursts at such a fast speed, the car will be destroyed and people will die!"

"Haha." Zheng Cong laughed maniacally from the walkie-talkie, "I thought so too, Mr. Peng, why don't we have fun with this kid? Play him to death, and we'll have a good fight, anyway, there's still a long way to go."

Hearing normal words, Peng Xiang became interested instantly.

"How to play?"

"Fortunately, Ms. Song didn't want our walkie-talkie, otherwise my plan would be impossible! That kid is risking his life, even if his car is ruined, he will catch up with us. That is to say, now his The car has reached its limit, if we stop him suddenly..."

Zheng Cong didn't speak clearly.

But these people who play cars all the year round and often play on the track know exactly what Zheng Cong means.

The supercar was born for racing, and the aerodynamic shape is also for better handling.

Although a Mercedes-Benz car has a good aerodynamic shape, its handling is much worse than that of a supercar under rapid conditions.

Under the rapid conditions of more than 200 yards, the stability of Mercedes-Benz is much worse than that of supercars.

At this time, Young Master Qi followed Zheng Cong closely, and when he heard that Zheng Cong planned to make fun of other people's lives, he said, "Zheng Cong, we are just ordinary racing cars. Isn't it a bit too much for you to play like this?"

"Young Master Qi? What do you mean? Am I venting my anger on our Young Master Peng? Who doesn't know what Young Master Peng means to Ms. Song? But just now that kid actually fiddled with Ms. Song in front of us, no How can I teach him a lesson?"

Hearing this, Young Master Qi didn't speak any more.

Peng Xiang looked at the approaching Mercedes-Benz in the rearview mirror, his eyes became more and more gloomy.

"Young Master Qi, don't forget that we promised that kid just now that if this kid stays here until the finish line, he will win. All of our cars will have to be driven away by him. !"

Peng Xiang persuaded like this.

Zheng Cong also opened his mouth and said, "Young Master Qi, this kid just wants to make a big fortune with his little one. If he really wins him, wouldn't it be a big loss for us?"

"You don't need to convince me, no matter what ideas you have, I won't ask more questions, and I won't participate."

Peng Xiang snorted coldly,

"coward."

Then he continued: "Zheng Cong and we do it, anyway, the two of us are enough for this kind of thing!"

"Okay." Zheng Cong agreed wholeheartedly.

"I'll force that kid's position later, as long as he reacts, you force him from another direction, two supercars, he won't be able to pay for whichever one hits! As long as he panics, hum!"

"No problem, it's not the first time our brothers have done this kind of thing, look at you!"

Ning Yuan's car was only 40 meters away from Peng Xiang.

Originally, he wanted to simply surpass the last three people and be the first to reach the finish line.

However, Peng Xiang's voice came from the front.

Ning Yuan did not expect that his hearing was so good.

Originally, he just wanted to test how strong his hearing was.

But he didn't expect to hear what the other party was planning on him.

"You want my car to crash?"

The corners of Ning Yuan's mouth curled up slightly.

"Things are getting more and more interesting."

With this in mind, Ning Yuan planned his own driving route.

He wanted to give Peng Xiang and Zheng Cong, who wanted to plot against him, the illusion that he was being reckless, that he was making big gains with small things.

At the same time, you must leave enough room for yourself to operate.

After a while.

Ning Yuan turned off the electronic stability system of the car.

This system is an excellent assisted driving for ordinary people. In extreme cases, this system can help the driver stabilize the body.

But what Ning Yuan has to do is limit operation, and with his ability, this auxiliary system is not needed at all.

boom!

Ning Yuan's car quickly approached Peng Xiang.

The moment he got close to the rear of Peng Xiang's car and came into contact with the wake of Peng Xiang's car, Ning Yuan tapped left.

"Young Master Peng, here we come!"