Suppressing his brief exclamation, Li Xi saw a broken mountain road in front of him.

The two cars were parallel, and the first big bend was 90 degrees, almost diagonally rushing up the mountain, and when the car rushed over, the line of sight was almost about to rush down the cliff.

Hmmm-

A fierce wind blasted outside the window, accompanied by a sharp drifting sound, and the two cars spun a beautiful 90-degree turn at the same time.

Ferrari is a little worse than this black electric transformation in terms of racing.

However, Xia Ling's technique can make up for all this.

When she came here to win a Ferrari before, no one believed that she could win the man.

Sitting on the car, the speed soared again and again, the feeling of driving the whole car, like sprinting on the tip of the wind, Xia Ling controlled the steering wheel, and accurately controlled the state of the mountain road and his own body situation.

This kind of mental tension is to the extreme, but it is like entering another realm, Xia Ling enjoys it very much.

The speed of the car had soared to the top, and the car next to her was already showing signs of being left behind by her in a corner that did not slow down.

200 miles of turns! No matter how skilled a person is, he can't do this kind of life-threatening fight.

Xia Ling squinted slightly, feeling that he was at ease.

Of course, if the car can withstand it, give her a 300-mile car, she can also handle it, but unfortunately even if this Ferrari has been modified, the current speed is also the limit.

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On the dimly lit road.

The person standing at the foot of the mountain can only see the situation of the two cars from the surveillance in the car.

The speed of the black electricity is the fastest in this group, and the racers who control the black dots are also the most professional and first-class among them, and have won awards in domestic racing competitions.

But now, after two laps, it can be clearly seen that the fiery Ferrari quickly left the black electricity behind, although it is only a gap in the body, but as long as the Ferrari does not make mistakes, it is only a matter of time before the black electricity is lost.

Three laps and the end of the race.

The gypsy blew her whistle, and the shrill whistle pierced the night sky.

At the same time, Ferrari came to an abrupt end.

The next second, the black lightning reached the end.

This time, they bet on each other's cars.

Xia Ling's Ferrari was won from the rich second generation behind this racing driver.

"Concession." Xia Ling got out of the car.

She is dressed in a casual outfit, a small coat, a crop top, ripped jeans underneath, and a pair of flat shoes, which is tall and sexy.

When Xia Ling walked down, the men in the black market circuit were all whistling.

Of course they know Xia Ling, this is the woman who won the black electric Ferrari with an ordinary racing car yesterday.

The two made another appointment because the racer wanted to get the Ferrari back.

However, he lost again.

The technical gap, this black electric car was won by the girl again.

This modified car is worth fifty or sixty million, and two cars are worth hundreds of millions.

The racer was a little distressed, he stared at Xia Ling's cold face and didn't shake her hand.

He stared at Xia Ling for a long time, his gaze was oppressive.

"What? Can Boss Lei still not afford to lose? Xia Ling raised an eyebrow.

One sentence pokes the identity of the racer.

The people in this circle who can know the identity of the racing driver, the boss of Lei, are certainly not idlers.

Even if the flesh hurt so much that he wanted to break the contract, but when he heard the girl's indifferent name, the racer gritted his teeth and slapped the girl's hand and shook her fist.

"Take!"

"Gross-"

A faint sound of vomiting came from next to the Ferrari.