"Do you know what this place is?"

Ferrari F12, Qin Feng looked at the windshield and started the car, and the harsh roar of the engine sounded.

In his co-pilot, Nangong Yiren was a little nervous, probably because of Qin Feng.

"They just told me it was a normal fair. ”

"Juan said that, right?"

Qin Feng looked through the windshield and saw Juan, a fat man, walking towards a Porsche with his arms around the waist of a slender beauty, and his slippery hands were up and down wantonly on the model's uncovered waist.

This fat man runs a modeling agency at home, and he fools some new models into getting into his own bed.

"Hmm~"

Nangong Yiren nodded a little nervously.

"Pay attention in the future, the model is deep in the water, fasten the seat belt, take a deep breath, the speed may be a little fast. ”

Qin Feng smiled slightly, and glanced at Nangong Yiren beside him: "Take it easy." ”

Nangong Yiren was wearing a seat belt, but as soon as he looked up, he saw Qin Feng's gentle and smiling face, and the tension in his heart was actually a lot easier for a while.

Qin Feng slowly drove the car to his own runway, there were a total of twenty-eight people participating, and someone had already set the starting point.

The runway where Qin Feng is located is on the tenth road in the center.

Nangong Yiren looked out the window, and his face changed suddenly.

"They..."

"It's okay, just sit down. ”

Qin Feng's afterglow swept outside the car, Zhou Hong and the eight people who were still standing on his side, the starting spaces were all on the side of the runway, and beside him, there were all Li Zhuoran's people.

Obviously, this is a good game, just wait for Qin Feng to jump in.

At this time, the entire racing square began to have a passionate song.

This is a precursor to the beginning!

Tilting his head slightly, Qin Feng saw Li Zhuoran, in the third lane to his left, a black Lamborghini, Li Zhuoran was also looking at him.

When he found that Qin Feng was looking over, he hugged Zhao Zixuan, who was sitting next to him, kissed her on the face, put the hand on Zhao Zixuan's shoulder, and made a contemptuous gesture towards Qin Feng.

Zhao Zixuan's expression looked very uncomfortable.

Regarding this scene, Qin Feng swept his eyes and took it back.

The entanglement with Zhao Zixuan, in Qin Feng's opinion, was all over three months ago.

At the very front of the starting lane, there is a starting light similar to a traffic light, and the light is still red at this time, but this red has already begun to flash.

Qin Feng's eyes condensed slightly: "It's about to start." ”

With a reminder, Nangong Yiren next to him hurriedly sat upright, looking nervous, and took a deep breath, after all, this was the first time she had sat in the co-pilot of a Ferrari, and it was still a race.

Knock, knock, knock... The red light turned into a green light in an instant!

Qin Feng didn't hesitate at all, stepped on the accelerator violently, and the Ferrari F12 soared out, accelerating to 100 kilometers in 3.1 seconds!

All of a sudden, the piercing roar on the runway rang out!

Nangong Yiren, who was beside Qin Feng, was so frightened that he couldn't help but scream.

And this... Just the beginning!

The corners of Qin Feng's mouth rose slightly, the accelerator pedal slammed, and the number on the speedometer went from one hundred, a few seconds to one hundred and fifteen, and then one hundred and sixteen... Two hundred!

This number continues to rise!

According to the rules of the race, 5.8 kilometers of track, 50 laps!

The car continued to accelerate, and soon reached 260km/h, and now it is a straight road without slowing down.

But... Qin Feng glanced in the rearview mirror.

There are three cars, one red supercar and two white supercars, which are pressing towards Qin Feng, trying to press Qin Feng in the middle.

The farther they ran, the other cars also began to approach in the direction of Qin Feng.

And at this moment, a black Lamborghini, like a gust of wind, whistled past Qin Feng's car!

When he swept past the side of the car, Li Zhuoran's disdainful eyes fell into Qin Feng's eyes.

To be honest, Qin Feng didn't want to fight for anything with this Li Zhuoran, Zhao Zixuan was with him, whether it was sincere or interested, and he didn't care.

Coming to participate in this game today, in fact, it was just that Qin Feng wanted to meet those brothers in the past, just like the eight people before, these eight were all really following Qin Feng.

But Li Zhuoran's imposing posture today made Qin Feng very unhappy.

There was a chill in his eyes.

"If you want to play, Ben Shao will play with you. ”

Qin Feng stepped on the accelerator violently, and the speed of the car soared in an instant, and soon it exceeded three hundred!

Several cars behind him, the people inside were stunned!

There was a curve in front of him, and he knew that he should slow down with a little brain, but instead of slowing down, Qin Feng accelerated!

"Holy, is this guy crazy?!"

"It's not going to kill you!!300 yards in the corner?!"

"I'll rub, how fast can he run, how will we get our plan in a while?!"

“............”

There were a lot of cars in the back, and the people driving in them were all confused.

They had planned to surround Qin Feng in the middle halfway through the march and then give him a shot at the tires.

Even if Qin Feng didn't die, he would have to lose half his life if he had a tire burst on the way.

The royal blue Ferrari sped like the wind down the track, and in just three seconds, it passed directly past Lee's Lamborghini.

Li Zhuoran, who was in the car, was originally extremely proud, but now he watched Qin Feng's car pass by with a shocked face, he was about to slow down and turn, and subconsciously wanted to accelerate, but he gritted his teeth and still didn't step on it.

He didn't dare to joke with his own life.

"It's really looking for death!"

scolded fiercely, Li Zhuoran slowly slowed down and prepared to corner.

A silver Aston in the dozens, Zhou Hong in it watched Qin Feng's car soar into the corner, and he was also stunned, for them who often drag racing, entering the corner at a speed of three hundred yards, what is the difference between this and looking for death?!

"What the hell is this guy doing!"

And at this moment, Qin Feng's eyes were extremely calm, Nangong Yiren beside him kept sweating, looking at the road that was passing rapidly outside the windshield, and squeezed her hands tightly, even if she was a layman, she knew that entering the curve was to slow down.

Otherwise... At such a fast speed, when you make a turn, you may have to fly the whole car.

"Sit tight. ”

Qin Feng spoke lightly.

At the same time, there was a wisp of spiritual power emanating from him!

The simplest trick doesn't take time to learn!

"Jack Drop!"

At the same time, with a slam on the steering wheel, Ferrari actually went around the corner very smoothly!

When going around the corner, all the cars behind were stupid, including the co-pilot's Nangong Yiren with a sluggish face, just now... turned the corner so smoothly, she didn't even feel the slightest abnormality in the car, and she didn't even shake it!

looked at Qin Feng beside him, with a look of disbelief.

It's simply... Miracles!

Everyone is thinking, is this special?!Is this the legendary Akina Mountain Bike God?!