The strongest door-to-door son-in-law

Chapter 726 Racing
"Who on your side is participating in the war?" Bao Jianfeng glanced at Lu Yiyun and others with cold and arrogant eyes, and asked knowingly.

Ye Feng took two steps forward.

"I knew it would be you!" Bao Jianfeng's eyes were provocative.

After being left far behind by Bugatti that day, Bao Jianfeng spent a lot of money to finally find out that the person driving the Bugatti was Ye Feng. He also found out that it was Ye Feng who gave away the longevity fruit at Fu Changhe's birthday party.

As for Ye Feng's background in Yanjing, Bao Jianfeng has not yet had time to conduct an in-depth investigation.

Standing next to Bao Jianfeng, Nakajima Ichiro looked Ye Feng up and down, and said with an arrogant expression: "That man, I respect every opponent, so today, I will use all my strength, hoping to win the game. On the road, you can see me."

"Who doesn't talk nonsense? Let's see the real thing in our hands." Ye Feng glanced sideways at this Ichiro Nakajima and said coldly.

Ye Feng's disdainful look made Ichiro Nakajima's face darken, he glared coldly, snorted coldly, and walked towards Silber Supercar.

Bao Jianfeng waved his fist at Ye Feng and others and said proudly: "The longevity fruit and the cash check of [-] million are all mine!"

After Bao Jianfeng finished speaking, he turned around and walked towards Silber's passenger seat.

Ye Feng was always too lazy to talk nonsense when it came to idiots and walked directly to Bugatti.

After Lu Yiyun and Lu Yiya discussed it, they got into the passenger seat of Bugatti.

For this level of competition, a co-pilot navigator is standard.

Two top supercars, roaring like beasts, came side by side to the starting line of the track.

For a moment, the onlookers' eyes widened.

The world's top supercars are joined by world champions. This kind of competition is not easy to see.

There is a traffic light directly in front of the starting line, 100 meters away.

When the red light comes on, it’s time to prepare for the race.

When the red light goes out and the green light comes on, the game officially begins.

When the red light flashed and the green light turned on, the two supercars roared and sped out like arrows.

In just seven or eight seconds, the speed reached nearly [-] kilometers per hour.

"The speed is too fast, it's like flying close to the ground."

"It's so exciting. If I can compete with Ichiro Nakajima, this life will be worth it."

"Bugatti is not behind Silber at all. Who is that young man's background? His driving skills are so good?"

"..."

The people watching couldn't help but exclaimed, and the expressions on their faces were as if they had been given blood. It seemed that it was not Ye Feng who was competing with Ichiro Nakajima, but them.

It can be seen from this that racing competitions are so exciting. No wonder many wealthy second-generation people like supercars and drag racing.

Motorsports is extremely dangerous, and many racers have died in racing, but the explosive feeling of rushing out of the starting line, the thrill of stepping on the accelerator, and the sense of accomplishment of getting rid of the opponent in an instant attract many people to continue.

"Shh! Shh!"

On the runway, the two cars made a sonic boom sound at extreme speed.

Soon, the two cars disappeared from everyone's sight.

Everyone had to raise their heads to look at the big screen.

On the big screen, two supercars are about to enter the first corner.

"Hmph, this Chinese boy is quite capable." Ichiro Nakajima glanced coldly at Bugatti who was keeping pace with him.

Two harsh friction sounds sounded, and the two cars entered the first corner at the same time.The bodies of the two cars formed an arc at the same time, but Nakajima's body was on the inside and the deviation distance was smaller.

Ichiro Nakajima turned the steering wheel with a very sophisticated technique. When he stepped on the accelerator, Silberdang turned the corner first and was one step away from Bugatti.

"Haha, Mr. Nakajima, you are worthy of being the champion of the racing world!" Bao Jianfeng suddenly laughed.

"How could a mere Chinese boy be my opponent, Ichiro Nakajima?" Ichiro Nakajima showed a hint of pride on his face.

On the big screen, the scene of the first bend was broadcast immediately.

"Oh no, Ye Feng was passed at the first corner." Lu Yiya's face changed.

"Don't be anxious, he will win." Fu Xueying's eyes flashed and she said with a certain tone.

Inside Bugatti, Ye Feng frowned slightly.

This little devil is indeed a professional racing driver, and he has many more skills than himself.

Ye Feng snorted coldly, adjusted the gear speed to the highest position, stepped on the accelerator, and the speed of the car exploded.

The two cars came to the second bend.

"Nakajima-kun, at this corner, keep some distance between you and that kid." Bao Jianfeng said with bright eyes.

In Bao Jianfeng's view, Ichiro Nakajima is the absolute number one in terms of drifting skills in rapid cornering.

As long as the remaining seventeen turns can keep him at a level with Ye Feng, the final victory will definitely belong to him to keep his sword sharp.

"Don't worry, Mr. Jianfeng, the victory must be ours." Ichiro Nakajima nodded, with a hint of arrogance in his eyes, and the movements of his hands and feet were skillful and graceful.

Ye Feng mobilized his spiritual power to run into his eyes. In Silber's car in front, Ichiro Nakajima's cornering movements all appeared clearly in Ye Feng's field of vision.

Under everyone's gaze, the bodies of the two cars performed exactly the same drift arc at the same time, turning the corner with the same beautiful posture.

If anyone were in the two cars at the same time, they would find that the operating movements of Ye Feng and Nakajima Ichiro were exactly the same, and they were simply carved from the same mold.

After turning the second corner, on the straight track, the distance between the two cars was not as wide as Bao Jianfeng thought.

"What's going on?" Bao Jianfeng was stunned for a moment. He found that Ye Feng's cornering speed was no slower than their car.

"Damn it, this guy and that guy really have some skills." Nakajima Ichiro's expression changed.

He had just noticed in the rearview mirror that Ye Feng's cornering skills and movements just now were not inferior to him at all.

On the track, the two cars were galloping one after another, their horsepower exploded, and their speed increased to an extreme.

After passing three more corners, the distance between Bugatti and Silber not only did not widen, but actually got closer.

Trailed by an aerial camera specially used for the event, clear images of two supercars competing on the track appeared on the big screen without interruption.

Lu Yiya focused all her attention on the big screen. When she saw Bugatti approaching Silber, she couldn't help but excitedly said: "Sister Xueying, look, the distance is getting closer, Ye Feng, come on!"

Fu Xueying naturally noticed it and smiled: "Miss Yiya, don't worry, Ye Feng will definitely win!"

Other spectators also burst into admiration.

"This guy driving a Bugatti has absolutely top-notch driving skills."

"I think it's not only top-notch, it's not inferior even to Ichiro Nakajima, who is known as the Asian car god."

"I didn't expect to see such an exciting competition in China. It's really exciting..."

(End of this chapter)