Chapter 50: Flexible Night Bull

At this moment, the lurking night bull broke out, an extremely shocking scene, and it was impossible to complete the corner and dreamy drift.

The whole audience was silent in an moment, and the needle was audible, and everyone's eyes were unbelievable.

"OH~Mac is enough, I didn't dream, did I?"

A teenager pinched himself hard and grinned with pain, but he also verified the fact that what had just happened.

"500Km/s speed is too sharp, my God, how can he do it~"

"Fuck, the acute bend of this speed is unlikely to be completed even by the arrival of the car god!"

"It's so handsome. Has he been hiding his strength? Is this really a novice who has only practiced for a day?

"Is this heralding the birth of a new generation of car gods?"

"Wow, that elegant and handsome, I love him so far~"

“......”

The whole audience couldn't hide the shock in their hearts and the shock in their eyes, and the gorgeous scene completely shook the hearts of everyone.

Even if Ling Xuan was calm and charming, she couldn't help opening her lips at this moment and looked shocked.

Xiao Chen opened his mouth wide: "Tell me, that's not an illusion!"

"If everyone has the same hallucination~"

Liang Qi clenched his fist and said excitedly, "He really didn't let us down!"

"He did it~"

Lanti muttered happily and excitedly: "He really did it!"

"OH, too!"

Wang Ya jumped up excitedly and screamed: "Qin Yue, you are so handsome~"

"Is this going to turn defeat into victory?"

Ye Yu's excited call, Dai Li covered her mouth, and her eyes were full of joy and shock.

Zhang Han smiled comfortably and stared at Lamborghini running fast on the screen, with brilliant eyes.

Zhuge Xieyun's cold face couldn't help but stiffen at the moment when he successfully drifted across the corner just now. His pupils contracted and trembled, but it only lasted for a few seconds, but he could also imagine the shock brought him by that scene.

On the other side, Eurasian eyes widened and exclaimed incredibly: "How can this be possible!"

"Is this really a miracle?"

Chen Ziyi's eyes were full of surprise and muttered, "Is it a doomed reversal like a changed person?"

Zhang Ran's pupils trembled and his whole body tightened. Finally, he breathed a sigh of relief and was replaced by excitement and expectation. What is he expecting?

In addition, in the corner, the figure in black stands.

"This is fine, one day, so what else can't this little ancestor do?"

Dark pupil's eyes were stunned. If others still suspected that Qin Yue was pretending to be young, he was one of the group of people who 100% confirmed that Qin Yue really only took one day.

For a while, there were all kinds of speculations. Almost everyone did not believe that Qin Yue only spent one day practicing. They were sure that Qin Yue was pretending to be young.

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On the track, Chen Lin's Ferrari stopped at the corner, opened the door, walked to the corner with a shocked face, and saw four deep black tire marks on the ground close to the guardrail.

"Extreme drift, we were fooled~"

Chen Lin sat weakly on the ground with a dead face. Seeing the scene just now, he could not see the possibility of victory at all.

The breeze blew, and a few fallen leaves sprinkled on him, silent.

Of course, the game will not end because of a person's pause, and the fury continues.

Zhang Yong tried his best to manipulate the steering wheel in his hand and make gorgeous drifts again and again, trying to catch up with Maserati, but now he can't even see his tail.

However, even so, Zhang Yong was still immersed in the joy of victory. He knew that his side would win, and he had no idea what would happen later.

After the storm, Qin Yue's mental state was extremely calm, clearly captured a trace of movement, and combined with the corner area path space in memory for instant analysis.

The bull in the night, Lamborghini began a crazy and gorgeous performance. The accelerator did not release at all and kept drifting across the corner. Although these were not as shocking as before, they attracted everyone's attention.

According to the analysis of the racing expert on the top of the mountain, Lamborghini's corner after a sharp turn downhill, both the angle of the cut and the control of the drift amplitude, are appallingly accurate.

Lamborghini's speed is 380km/s. Generally speaking, it can't reach this speed except for the straight road, but it keeps running at this speed all the way. Even if it will slow down a little when crossing the corner, it will go up again the next second, and the kilometer in front of the steering wheel has reached its peak.

In contrast, the other two cars have not attracted many people's attention. Almost everyone's eyes are focused on the picture of Lamborghini, cheering with rapid drifting.

Both men and women, they are boiling, roaring and expressing the ** that is suppressed in the bottom of their hearts.

This is a person's showtime time, Qin Yue's solo, and Lamborghini's performance.

Boom~!

The engine beeps, and in the harsh tire friction, Lamborghini drifted again, leaving a string of white smoke and leaving dust, and soon caught up with Zhang Yong's Bugatti Veyron.

When Zhang Yong saw the light through the rearview mirror, he was stunned, and then smiled secretly and said, "When did Chen Lin's technology rise to this point?"

"But it's okay to let them lose more thoroughly!"

Zhang Yong smiled and couldn't predict the next nightmare at all.

The headlight is getting closer and closer to Bubudi Veyron, which made Zhang Yong wonder. He knew that there would be a second consecutive sharp turn, and it was reasonable that he should not accelerate any more.

But the car behind ignored it, roared louder and louder, and began to prepare to overtake from the side of Bugatti Veyron.

Qin Yue's Lamborghini and Chen Lin's Ferrari colors are both black. This color is not very close in the night, and the model can't be distinguished by the rearview mirror alone.

This is also the reason why Zhang Yong would make a wrong guess. It was not until the car was side by side with it that he realized how ridiculous the idea was just now.

The familiar bull car logo, isn't this Lamborghini? There is only one Lamborghini out of four, so the result is obvious.

Zhang Yong looked unbelievably. He looked at the car logo in disbelief and roared, "This is impossible. How could he keep up!"

However, he couldn't get an answer. The second sharp turn was about to come. He didn't dare to hold it up. He quickly lowered his speed and prepared to cross the corner.

Lamborghini on the side overtook directly, left Bugatti Veyron behind him, and launched an impact on the sharp turn of the second company.

"Although I don't know how you caught up with me, you made two sharp turns at this speed~"

Zhang Yong sneered: "I think you are tired of living and overestimate yourself!"

His words were unresponsive, because at this time, Lamborghini had rushed into the corner at a high speed, and there was a continuous harsh sound of friction. Lamborghini threw sideways at an incredible angle, plunged into the corner, and floated past the edge of the guardrail.

Zhang Yong's Bugatti Veyron also entered the corner at this time, with a simple and skilled little drift and threw it in. Although it was incredible that Lamborghini could successfully enter the corner at that speed just now, he concluded that it was impossible to pass, either brake or rush down.

But the moment he successfully entered the corner, he saw an incredible scene.

The friction continued, and Lamborghini shuttled through the curve like a flexible little snake, leaving a pile of white smoke and successfully passed the bend.

"It's impossible, it's absolutely impossible. The torque of the bull is insufficient, and it absolutely can't make this kind of drift. How can he control the bull so flexibly?"

Zhang Yong was shocked, but he didn't want to think too much, because he also had to face this corner.

After several simple drifts, Zhang Yong successfully cornered and stepped on the accelerator to accelerate, but he could no longer see the shadow of Lamborghini.

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