Vile.

Indecent.

Shameless.

......

In a simple moment, after Li Menglei and the others figured out what was going on, their hearts were full of disdain for Duan Lang.

If you don't have the ability, you don't have the ability, but you just blindly pretend to be forced.

For this, Mu Xiaoyou stood in place, stomped his feet angrily, and wanted to refute a few words, but in his heart, he was really worried.

Can she say that it is impossible for Duan Lang to drive this Volkswagen Polo to defeat Wang Zhuo, let alone the king of cars, Thunderbolt?

It's a big shame now, Mu Xiaoyou couldn't help but think.

It's just that as soon as I think of the scene of Duan Lang's victory over Chen Sheng last time, I feel that my blood is boiling and hearty.

5！

4！

3！

2！

1！

"Boom ......"

When the countdown ended, with a gunshot, there was only a roar of engines on the runway, and the sound could not be described as brutal.

Thunderbolt's sports car, the first to rush out, directly the back of the car completely thrown away, in the first corner, two beautiful drifts in a row, attracting applause from the scene.

A few seconds after the thunderbolt's car disappeared into the corner, the next few cars squeezed into the corner one after another.

The god of cars, this is the strength and charm of the god of cars!

What about Wang Zhuo and Duan Lang?

When Mu Xiaodemon and a few people looked at it, they only felt dizzy.

Several of the riders had gone nowhere, but the two guys were still in place, staring at each other with big eyes. Duan Lang was leaning back in his chair leisurely, lazily sucking a cigarette, while Wang Zhuo was waiting for an opportunity to compete with Duan Lang fairly. A person of the level of thunder and lightning is not something that he Wang Zhuo can compete with at all. As for Duan Lang, everything is different.

"Still not leaving?" Duan Lang finished sucking a puff of cigarette, glanced at Wang Zhuo, and said indifferently.

"I'll wait for you. Wang Zhuo said contemptuously. Waiting for you, lest the time come to say that they are bullying you. Just kidding, he Wang Zhuo is a decent gentleman, how can he take advantage of people so little?

"Not necessarily. Duan Lang said lightly. "Let's go, I'll let you have thirty seconds, for a little white like you, lest you say that I can't win. ”

"Duan Lang, you ......" Wang Zhuo immediately gritted his teeth when he heard this, his face full of anger. What's it, it's up to you, and you want to win Lao Tzu?" ”

Wang Zhuo stepped on the accelerator to the end, and the Ferrari sports car roared and quickly rushed towards the corner.

Duan Lang didn't look at Wang Zhuo at all, sucked the cigarette slowly, and after almost thirty seconds, he pinched off the cigarette butt and stepped on the accelerator.

"God, Duan Lang is like this, and he still wants to win?"

"It's going to lose, it's going to lose, if he can still win Wang Zhuo, I, Lei Lei, will promise it. ”

"Duan Lang, this bastard......"

After Li Meng and Lei Lei finished discussing, Mu Xiaodemon gritted his teeth for a while.

People want to save face, and Wang Zhuo's face at night is indeed evil. In this Thor Club, it was another repeated provocation. Mu Xiaodemon originally wanted Duan Lang to educate Wang Zhuo fiercely, but who knew that Duan Lang would behave like this.

Disappointed.

Sad.

Despair.

"No......" Suddenly, Yang Qi, who had been silent, couldn't help but scream. "He's speeding up ......"

"What about acceleration?" Li Meng and a few people soaked in dissatisfaction, but before he finished speaking, his eyes were attracted by the extremely inconspicuous Volkswagen Polo on the LED screen.

Just now, Volkswagen Polo was about four or five hundred meters away from Wang Zhuo's sports car, but from the current point of view, it was two or three hundred meters at most.

"Hmph, want to surpass me?" Wang Zhuo, who was sitting in the Ferrari car, stepped on the accelerator quickly, and before the car entered the winding mountain road, he saw the Volkswagen Polo slowly approaching him through the rearview mirror, his face was full of disdain, and he suddenly sped up, ready to throw Duan Lang away from afar.

What Wang Zhuo didn't expect was that Rao was able to exert his speed to the extreme, and he couldn't get rid of Volkswagen Polo at all, and vaguely, the distance between the two cars was getting closer and closer.

This, how is this possible?

Wang Zhuo looked very unbelievable, and his face was a little unnatural, if he was overtaken by Duan Lang when he drove the Ferrari for thirty seconds, wouldn't it be too faceless?

No, you can't lose.

Although Wang Zhuo wanted to control the situation as much as possible, it was a pity that in the current situation, he could not control it at all.

A few seconds later, Volkswagen was less than 10 metres away from Ferrari.

When Wang Zhuo saw this, it was a headache.

Suddenly, a touch of ruthlessness flashed in Wang Zhuo's eyes. Constantly turning the steering wheel, no matter how you say it, you can't let Polo pass.

Duan Lang, who was sitting in the Volkswagen Polo car, couldn't see Wang Zhuo's thoughts? The speed of the car was increased to the extreme, and when he saw that the Ferrari in front of him was about to reach a corner, he rushed up with all his might, and the moment when the Volkswagen Polo and Ferrari were side by side, almost two tires on one side were next to the ground, and the other two tires were almost suspended.

"Look for death. Wang Zhuo couldn't help but scold, and as soon as he hit the steering wheel, he wanted to squeeze Duan Lang into the cliff.

In Wang Zhuo's view, Duan Lang's behavior is completely suicidal. If you want to die, no one will stop you.

"Bang!"

The two cars that were squeezed together at the extreme speed, the Volkswagen Polo was even more overwhelmed, the body was closer to the depths of the cliff again, and the only two tires next to the ground were directly brushed against the edge of the cliff, squeezing countless loose rocks and falling one after another.

In this case, Volkswagen Polo still vaguely surpassed Ferrari, Wang Zhuo's complexion, that is called an ugly, seeing that Volkswagen Polo wanted to surpass him at the moment, he stepped on the accelerator to the end, and directly hit Polo's buttocks.

Just when Wang Zhuo thought he could kill Polo, who knows, the moment Polo rushed up at the Ferrari, it was a sudden brake, and he moved a little direction, and the rear of the car swung and slammed on the front of the Ferrari.

The Ferrari's direction changed instantly, and it rushed towards the cliff.

When Wang Zhuo saw this, his face was full of shock, and his whole face was like earth.

In this case, Wang Zhuo stepped on the brakes in extreme panic, only to hear a hissing scream from the wheels and the ground, and countless glue smells, which instantly filled the cab, and saw the speed of the Ferrari decrease, but the front wheels went straight to the cliff......

It's over, it's over, Wang Zhuo's face was pale, his mind was blank, he just wanted to give Duan Lang a little color, who would have thought that he didn't get to Duan Lang, but was overshadowed by Duan Lang, a bastard.

This ......

"Click!"

Wang Zhuo didn't know what to do, thinking that he was almost finished, the Ferrari actually crashed into an uncle, and the front and rear of the car were almost caught between the big tree and the cliff......