?51: Chapter 50: Lost?

    51: Chapter 50: Lost?

    Ten seconds after Li Bao entered the curve, Wang Dadong also approached the first bend.

    Screech!

    The Fengchi didn’t slow down; instead, it collided head-on into the curve, and the immense centrifugal force lifted half of the car body high up.

    “Has this kid gone crazy, daring to enter the curve without slowing down?”

    “Thought he was an expert, turns out he’s just a fool!”

    Everyone was shocked by Wang Dadong’s move, and Lin Shir’s fingers were so tense they almost dug into her flesh.

    As everyone knows, any car must slow down when entering a curve, even if it drifts into it, the speed must significantly decrease.

    Because if not, the intense centrifugal force would flip the car!

    Wang Dadong’s approach was practically suicidal!

    However, just as the Fengchi was about to flip and fall apart, the car body that had lifted suddenly slammed down, and the car, seemingly out of control, twisted a few times on the curve and narrowly made it through.

    “He’s really lucky to not have flipped the car, but next time he won’t be so lucky.”

    “If he keeps entering the curves like this, I bet he’ll end up crashing down a cliff on the third one!”

    Many shook their heads, their looks towards Lin Shir carrying sympathy; it seemed that tonight Lin Shir was going to lose more than just her car and her face.

    Even that security guard’s life might not be spared.

    “Brother-in-law, please don’t get into trouble.” Lin Shir didn’t want to win the race anymore.

    The car was important, but compared to Wang Dadong’s life, what was a car after all?

    Lin Shir, oh Lin Shir, you really can’t act so recklessly in the future, causing harm to others and yourself.

    Everyone thought Wang Dadong was crazy for not slowing down on the turns, but he himself knew that he wasn’t crazy.

    For the Fengchi to beat the Lamborghini was practically impossible, and since the opponent was a semi-professional driver, the probability was even slimmer.

    To win, he had to pull off a surprise move.

    Of course, this also meant that the danger was extreme, something not even world-class racers would dare to do.

    On the second curve, the Lamborghini drifted smoothly, although the speed reduction was not much.

    Wang Dadong didn’t slow down when entering the second curve either.

    This curve was even sharper than the first, a 180-degree sharp turn, making flipping over even more likely.

    However, just as the car was about to flip, Wang Dadong’s foot fiercely stomped on the side of the car body that was lifting.

    The lifted side immediately went down and then awkwardly made it through the curve.

    “Ah, today’s race is really boring.” Brother Leopard was leisurely driving the Lamborghini.

    The drift, into the curve, all in one go.

    Today, Brother Leopard was performing beyond his usual, perfectly cutting into every curve; judging by this, he might even break his own eight-minute record.

    Suddenly, Brother Leopard’s expression changed, and he vigorously rubbed his eyes, as if he couldn’t believe what he was seeing.

    There, in the rearview mirror of the Lamborghini, appeared a Volkswagen Fengchi!

    Deadly Eighteen Turns was already a dangerous section; people walked there in daylight, but at night, almost no driver wanted to come, so it became the haunt of these racing-daredevils.

    Seeing the Fengchi, Brother Leopard’s first reaction was that it couldn’t be Wang Dadong’s car, but after a closer thought, that car must have chased up from behind, who else could it be but Wang Dadong’s?

    Brother Leopard was almost dumbfounded, although there was still quite a distance between the Fengchi and him, it was enough to be shocking.

    If Brother Leopard hadn’t seen with his own eyes that the Lamborghini’s speed had already reached 200 kilometers per hour, he would have started to doubt if this Lamborghini was even real.

    Could the Fengchi really beat the Lamborghini?

    No, impossible!

    Brother Leopard’s pupils contracted slightly, determined not to let this happen.

    The very reason Brother Leopard held his current status was because of his driving skills.

    If he really got taken out by a Volkswagen Passat, he guessed he wouldn’t have the face to continue mixing in Jiangdu City.

    “Damn it, I refuse to believe you’re that great!”

    Brother Leopard accelerated once more.

    The Lamborghini’s engine roared, and the speed soared once again.

    Even though Lin Shiyan’s Lamborghini hadn’t been modified, its maximum speed could still exceed 300 kilometers per hour, so it was far from reaching its limit for now.

    Soon, they reached the eleventh turn.

    The Lamborghini sped by like an arrow gone astray, leaving behind skewed marks on the road even though it had drifted into the turn.

    The current speed was almost at the limit Brother Leopard could control; any faster, and the Lamborghini might very likely careen off the cliff!

    Making an effort, Brother Leopard finally managed to shake off Wang Dadong’s Passat.

    However, at the thirteenth turn, that beaten-up Passat appeared again at the back.

    Brother Leopard accelerated again, shaking off the Passat.

    At the fifteenth turn, the Passat appeared once more.

    No matter how hard Brother Leopard tried, that Volkswagen Passat clung to him like a ghost.

    By the end of the eighteenth turn, they began the return journey.

    At this time, the Passat was already running shoulder to shoulder with the Lamborghini.

    Brother Leopard’s forehead began to sweat; if things continued like this, he was very likely going to lose the race.

    “No way, I cannot lose!”

    This time, Brother Leopard accelerated the Lamborghini to a speed he himself had never driven on the Deadly Eighteen Turns.

    The Lamborghini blasted forward, like a flash of white lightning.

    Wang Dadong, who was preparing to catch up, suddenly furrowed his brow; it wasn’t that he couldn’t keep up with the speed, but such a speed clearly exceeded Brother Leopard’s ability to handle.

    If he continued to chase, Brother Leopard’s likely end would be a fatal crash.

    Brother Leopard’s demise wouldn’t concern him a bit, but if Lin Shiyan’s beloved car got wrecked, that would be problematic.

    Wang Dadong could only slow down.

    Thump, the Lamborghini scraped a guardrail as it entered a turn, swaying from side to side.

    Fortunately, it was just a minor scrape, and Brother Leopard quickly regained balance of the car.

    However, the Lamborghini’s beast-like stylish headlights were now destroyed.

    Indeed, once the speed surpassed the limit, Brother Leopard could no longer maintain complete control over the balance of the car.

    A few seconds later, the Volkswagen Passat also drove by, and seeing those headlights scattered at the roadside, Wang Dadong felt almost heartbroken.

    Damn, just fixing that one headlight would freaking cost tens of thousands!

    Glancing at the rearview mirror, and finally not seeing that damn Passat, Brother Leopard’s hanging heart was finally put at ease.

    The Lamborghini rumbled along the road, losing quite a few parts but fortunately not flying directly off the cliff.

    Buzz, buzz, the roar of the Lamborghini’s engine resounded in the distance.

    “Thank goodness, Brother Leopard is back.

    Brother Leopard won!”

    “Long live Brother Leopard!”

    Countless people cheered.