Chapter 2239 Soaked

"You and I……"

Kong Feixiang's mouth kept twitching, and then he roared: "I am the Taicheng Car God, I am the best, how can I be afraid of a loser like you?"

"Just bet."

He knew that the risk was high, but his reputation as a car god made him unable to refuse the challenge, otherwise he would become his own shadow and be ridiculed by others.

"I'll go to the right, you go to the left, and we'll start together on the intercom."

Kong Feixiang drove a Lamborghini, and then had cameras and driving recorders installed in the two cars to make it easier to check whether the other car violated the regulations.

Then, he shouted to a dozen beautiful girls: "Who gets in my car?"

More than a dozen beautiful female companions lowered their heads subconsciously, avoiding Kong Feixiang's gaze. Everyone knew that this game could lead to death if not careful.

After all, people will get angry. In order to fight for a breath, it is very likely that no one will give in to the other. If they just hit each other with their eyes closed, they will die.

"Trash, I spend so much money on you every day, and I want you to be greedy for life and afraid of death when you sit down."

When Kong Feixiang saw that there was no female companion in the car, his expression became more and more angry. He felt that he was being laughed at by Ye Tianlong, and pointed at a girl with long hair:

"You, get in my car, I win the game and give you 100 million."

He coerced the other party: "If you don't come up, you'll slap me in the face, and I will definitely kill you."

The long-haired girl bit her lip and walked out, slowly getting into the passenger seat. She didn't want to risk her life, but there was no way out.

"Take it, see you later."

After the long-haired girl sat down, Kong Feixiang asked someone to bring two walkie-talkies, adjust the frequency, turn them on, and then threw one to Ye Tianlong:

"You loser, just wait and lose."

After he finished speaking, he stepped on the accelerator and went to the left end, and dozens of his companions shouted cheers.

Ye Tianlong took the walkie-talkie and then got into the BMW. Ye Qiuqi hesitated for a while and finally got in.

Although she thinks Ye Tianlong's methods are not good, she knows that he is not a fool, and he is not sure that he will not play the road to hell.

"Woo——"

After Ye Qiuqi was seated, Ye Tianlong also turned the front of the car and came to the right end.

"Tianlong, winning or losing is not important, safety is the most important."

When Ye Tianlong scanned the computer, water temperature meter, and oil temperature meter, Ye Qiuqi whispered: "I can get five hundred million."

"Sister, don't worry, victory will definitely belong to us."

Ye Tianlong smiled, then turned on the intercom and shouted: "Master Kong, are you ready?"

"Crying for your sister doesn't mean that I will lead you to death."

Kong Feixiang's irritable voice came from the intercom, or the long-haired girl's sobbing. It was obvious that the latter was starting to worry.

"Ready."

Then, Kong Feixiang's shout came from the intercom: "Count down to three, let's start together."

"Okay, one, two, three!"

When the two of them shouted three o'clock together, Ye Tianlong shouted to Ye Qiuqi: "Sit down!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Tianlong put the car into gear, released the brake, and accelerator. The familiar but unfamiliar thrust slammed Ye Qiuqi's body against the seat.

"ah--"

Ye Qiuqi screamed. She was sure that her heartbeat at this time could compare with the engine running at high speed.

When the Lamborghini's ear-piercing roar came from ahead, the white BMW also jumped out, and its speed continued to soar, quickly reaching 100 kilometers.

The car roared along the middle lane and made two forty-degree turns, making Ye Qiuqi feel Ye Tianlong's madness.

"Woo——"

The seven-kilometer coastal road was almost halfway through in the blink of an eye. Amid the screams of countless onlookers, Ye Tianlong soon saw the shadow of Lamborghini.

At this time, Ye Qiuqi's eyelids twitched. She was holding on to the handle tightly, watching the meter keep beating, her pretty face became more and more shocked.

The speed is not stabilizing, but rising.

Ahead, Kong Feixiang stared angrily, holding the steering wheel tightly. He also locked eyes on Ye Tianlong and shouted hysterically: "Come on, come on."

"Look, who is afraid of death? Look, who is the body."

He didn't believe that Ye Tianlong was not afraid of death.

One thousand five hundred meters, one thousand meters, eight hundred meters...

The two sides are getting closer and closer, the sound is getting louder and louder, and the car body is shaking slightly when the sea breeze blows.

During the extremely fast speed, the long-haired girl screamed: "Ah——"

At this time, Ye Qiuqi's roar came from the intercom: "Tianlong, you are crazy, one hundred and fifty kilometers, ah, one hundred and eighty, two hundred..."

Two hundred kilometers?

After hearing this data, Kong Feixiang trembled and broke out in cold sweat. He looked at the BMW in front of him in disbelief. He didn't expect Ye Tianlong to dare to reach 200 kilometers.

This bastard is too crazy.

You know, if you step on the brakes or turn at this speed, you will probably sweep across the entire lane, and then either hit a mountain or enter the sea.

According to a normal race, the driver usually stops accelerating when the agreed speed is reached, so that he can advance or retreat, and can choose in the face of accidents.

Kong Feixiang did the same thing. When the speed reached 100 kilometers, he stopped and gave himself a little leeway.

He also decided that the rest was just a battle of courage.

But unexpectedly, Ye Tianlong drove directly to 200 kilometers, turning himself into a death car.

In this way, Ye Tianlong has only one way to go, and that is to rush straight past. Any other turns or braking may bring disaster.

And the deceleration is not enough for braking distance.

This leaves no room for anything.

"This is probably a tactic to deceive us."

After Kong Feixiang was serious, he made another judgment: "How can a loser have the courage to go 200 kilometers..."

"Woo--"

Before he finished speaking, Kong Feixiang and the long-haired girl could see the white BMW. It was like a cannonball and a long knife, piercing Kong Feixiang.

Kong Feixiang's idea of ​​fighting seemed to be cut off by sharp scissors, and all his expressions froze in an instant, his eyes were wide open.

His mouth was so open that his tonsils could be seen.

The long-haired girl also stiffened her body, and unspeakable fear spread.

"Hu--"

In the field of vision, the white BMW was like a cannonball, with a wind whistle that tore the eardrum, coming towards them, and its speed was comparable to that of a wild horse and a mad bull.

The mountain on the left was shaken and a lot of soil fell down, hitting the ground with a bang, and the sea breeze on the right was also penetrated by the speed and sank suddenly.

Too fast, too fast, really too fast.

"Mr. Kong, get away from him, get away from him!"

The long-haired girl screamed, "He's crazy, crazy..."

She even tried to grab Kong Feixiang's steering wheel.

Kong Feixiang's hands trembled. He didn't want to lose, but he didn't want to die, so when the white BMW rushed over, he roared.

"Ah--"

The steering wheel turned, the accelerator was released, and the car deviated from the middle lane and drove past the mountain.

"Boom--"

Almost as soon as it moved away, the white BMW crashed past the original place, and the wind brought by the speed made the Lamborghini shake a little...

Kong Feixiang was sweating all over, soaked...