The Mysterious Heiress: Researcher In Disguise

Six minutes after the start, a lifelike lion was depicted on the body of the leader.

"Zhuang Mo! Zhuang Mo!"

The captain of the Lions team was mentioned by the female fans at the scene, including the male fans present, who couldn't help clapping and cheering.

"There is no suspense," a fan standing in the crowd sighed, "This time the winner of the competition will be the captain of the Lion, the wealthy young master of country M, Zhuang Mo!"

"Don't be a fan of Zhuang Mo? My SN is Team Galaxy, okay?"

The fans of the two most popular teams to win the championship were naturally incompatible, and they were about to make a move. At this moment, there was a burst of screaming in the arena.

"wrong--!"

"Look at the silver racing car in the second batch of cars, it's so fast, it's flying!"

Following this exclamation, everyone subconsciously set their eyes on the silver sports car that occupied a place in the lower right module.

wild.

The method is too wild.

This is an idea that popped up in everyone's mind.

In this unprotected arena, due to snowfall, the road is too slippery, and the inter-vehicle distance is moderate, the speed of the car will be accelerated. However, the rally driver of the silver sports car not only did not slow down the speed of the car, but even passed the ninety-degree bend. Catch the car's inertial drift at any time, step on the accelerator to accelerate the speed of the car!

Where the hell is this racing!

Is this really putting your life on hold? !

Such a wild operation, I'm afraid even Zhuang Mo can't match it!

In the crowd, I didn't know who it was, and asked, "Which team's player is this?"

"I didn't see the car logo. Is he a kid from a rich family who came here to play tickets? He's so fast that I think I'm going to fall in love!"

The order at the scene gradually became chaotic, and the event manager didn't know who the silver sports car was and when it got in.

But noncommittal.

The car owner is very strong, stronger than Zhuang Mo.

The pilot in Zhuang Mo's co-pilot seat looked nervous, "Left 5, right 3, full fuel! Hold on tight!"

Zhuang Mo smiled and said to the pilot beside him, "How is it? I am number one?"

"... Zhuang Mo, a silver sports car suddenly appeared behind you. It should be a rich man. Every corner he passed was at least three seconds faster than you!"

"Three seconds faster, how is it possible?!"

And if it's only three seconds faster, that's all.

There are a total of 49 big bends in Qiuling Mountain, and the owner of the silver sports car is likely to surpass Zhuang Mo!

Listening to the data of the owner of the silver car reported by the professionals, the pilot's heart was in his throat.

The distance between the two sides is getting closer and closer, and being overtaken is almost an inevitable reversal!

"Zhuang Mo!" The pilot yelled distracted Zhuang Mo loudly, the yellow sports car body swayed, and there was a huge mistake when crossing the curve, which was delayed for a full six seconds!

"What should I do?" The pilot turned to look at Zhuang Mo, "We bet in an underground casino!"

Ten million!

All the possessions of the Lions!

"An He, Gu Yang, Jin Zihan, Chang Shuang!"

Zhuang Mo opened the call interface, "Stop! Stop the silver sports car behind me!"

"receive!"

"Captain, don't worry!"

In order to ensure that Zhuang Mo won the championship, the four teenagers responded one after another.

The four sports cars that had been driving in front of Fu Zhi slowed down one by one and retreated to the sides of the silver sports car driven by Fu Zhi.

Fu Zhi pursed his lips slightly, and lightly pressed the horn.

The two beeps of "Di-Di-" rang through the mountains.

However, instead of giving way, the four lion-marked cars got closer and closer.

The distance between cars is only a few centimeters.

The bottom of Fu Zhi's eyes suddenly flickered, Frost glanced over, and his surlyness rose quietly.

In the sports car on the left, the window is pushed down by the pilot.

Through a layer of glass, the pilot of Anhe couldn't see clearly whether the person in the silver sports car was a man or a woman, so he opened his mouth and whistled, "I say brother." He shouted, his voice was a little loud, as if provocative, "Dark horse Ah! But I have to trouble you, stay here with us for a while!"

"It's not a wise move to come to Qiuling Mountain to race alone. Have you heard of team competitions?"

"Brothers will give you a free lesson today!"

The ninety-degree bend is just around the corner.

The four racing cars surrounded in an orderly manner and slowed down.

Fu Zhi glanced over the rearview mirror, his expression condensed.

In the next second, the steering wheel was cut without hesitation on the straight line before entering the corner. After the car slid into the corner, the steering wheel was corrected in the opposite direction at the same time. With the help of drifting, the vehicle control was ensured, and the racing car on the left was lightly rubbed. .

Then cut the accelerator sharply, at the moment when the car in front turned at the same time, calculated the position of the opponent when turning in advance, and slammed into the rear of the car in front in a straight line.

"Bang——" a collision, a sharp sound across the night sky.

The racing car that was surrounded at the front was pinned down on the spot, and turned 180 degrees in the opposite direction!

At the same time, the racing car of the left car failed to drift, and the speed of the car dropped slowly.

In the flowing clouds and flowing water, only the silver sports car skipped through the gap, bypassed the out-of-control vehicle at the front, and flew past like an off-string arrow.

"I rely on it!"

"what happened?"

"Just now the silver sports car seems to be safe and sound!"

Scratching the car is to effectively prevent the opponent's vehicle from jetting, so that the opponent's vehicle loses its drifting power, and the speed of the vehicle will naturally decrease.

But whether it is a car scrape or a crash, this overtaking method requires skilled skills, not only considering the driver's technology and car performance, but also the driver's guts.

The huge dizziness made the two players of the Lions team feel nauseous. When they came back to their senses, the silver sports car had left them half a corner.

Several people opened their mouths, unable to speak a word, dumbfounded.

This scene was quickly reported to Zhuang Mo on the track.

Zhuang Mo's pilot was taken aback, "So awesome?"

Zhuang Mo glanced at the fuel gauge: "Continue to intercept, I still have ten corners to reach the end of the race."

Money is not important anymore, his racing driver's face is important!

"But Captain, I can't catch up!"

The Lions teammates were about to cry.

How the hell is this chasing, who is this embarrassing? !

"We're going to catch up!" Zhuang Mo's pilot glanced at the smear of silver on the curve, and there was fine sweat on his forehead, "What should I do?"

Zhuang Mo frowned, "Look at the location of his traffic jam."

"It's only sixty meters away from us."

He asked, "Is Chang Shuang's car the third place?"

The pilot nodded.

Zhuang Mo's lips curled into a sneer, "Then no one should win!"

——

Fu Zhi raised his hand, tapped his phone, and the satellite located the location of Gu Yanqi's last message.

A pair of almond eyes blocked by sunglasses, cold and alienated.

The high beams were turned on, and the logo of the Lion was clearly visible on the last yellow car.

The distance between the cars on both sides is getting closer and closer.

Zhuang Mo's eyes turned cold, and he was about to enter the curve. The next moment, the silver sports car was stuck to the opponent's rear, moved left and right, and brushed past the opponent's rear wheel.

"He's scratching the car!"

Zhuang Mo's pilot exclaimed, "Steady the car, Zhuang Mo!"

Zhuang Mo is indeed an experienced rally driver.

After realizing Fu Zhi's intentions, he immediately tried to use his strength to throw the inertia back to the silver sports car to force Fu Zhi to slow down.

Fu Zhi's eyes were slightly cold.

The clutch, accelerator, and gear were all controlled together, and the whole car crashed into the yellow sports car without any hesitation.

The appearance of the car rubbed against each other and caused sparks due to the excessive speed.

Zhuang Mo didn't seem to expect that Fu Zhi would crash so violently first!

The huge reasoning made the pilot in the car lean forward. He held the handle on his head and comforted him, "Our car is a new technology developed by country M. He collided with us and ended up dead. His car is scrapped." Ours also..."

It's halfway through, but it's not finished yet.

"Kangdang -" a sound.

In the ears of the pilot, the teammates in the observation room shouted eagerly, "The brake lever of our racing car is broken! Don't hit it! That car seems to be Fu's sports car!"

"Did you hear that? Call me back!"

"Look clearly!" The pilot became irritable and cursed at the dizzy stall, "You are blind, it is the silver sports car that hit us!"

Is it poisonous?

They want a truce too, okay?

The yellow body was squeezed into the corner of the cliff.

Rolling rocks fell from the cliff into the abyss.

The window of the car was suddenly pushed down, and the pilot yelled, "Comrade! Comrade, friendship comes first and competition comes second! Murder is a crime!"

Silver sports car brakes.

The lion's racing car was not turned off, and there were only a few centimeters left before falling off the cliff.

Holding the steering wheel with one hand, Fu Zhi reversed the car, turned the car, and drove away with a bang.

Zhuang Mo and the pilot, belatedly, broke out in a layer of cold sweat.

"Huh—" After a while, the pilot breathed a sigh of relief, "Fortunately, fortunately, the car she gave us didn't turn off the engine."

Otherwise, such a long Qiuling Mountain, driving all the way down, life and death are uncertain!

"Damn it! Crazy!"

Because he was too close to the cliff, Zhuang Mo climbed out of the passenger seat, swears loudly, and knocked hard on the car door, "He's sick! It's money, not life!"

No one answered his question.

Even his pilot developed a modicum of admiration for the faceless rally driver.

On the big screen, the silver sports car has fallen three to four hundred meters behind the other sports cars.

The reporters at the scene threatened to interview the birth of a new generation of car gods.

At the same time, in the monitoring, the captain of the fourth team of the serious crime team suddenly got up from the table.

His face flushed red under the silver mask, and he made a phone call, "Team five, I found a treasure! This trip to Qiuling Mountain in Myanmar is not a loss! I will copy the video for you, the owner of the silver sports car, That car skill! With this, you can become a small team leader in our serious crime team!"

"You post it, anyone from the eighth team can be the captain, who else can't afford to be the captain, the level of this year's captain has been dragged down by a parallel importer."

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The Qiuling Mountains are long and breathtaking.

Even at the fastest speed, it will take forty or fifty minutes by car.

On Fu Zhi's side, he turned on the map on his mobile phone, and the speed of the car never slowed down, and he went straight to the red light all the way, causing a commotion.

Some panicked and called out, and some passers-by deliberately stopped to watch the silver sports car.

Drag racing on the road with dense traffic and many vehicles, and keep the distance from other cars and passing pedestrians, this is what professional players can do.