An employee of NBC Sports Channel, who came to the interview car to take a full photo, the commentator was only about one meter away from the camera, and it was fine to watch it on TV, but now he was talking to the machine and the scene was a bit silly.`

The meaning of "Formula" is simply to specify standards such as size, weight, maximum power, etc., and is produced according to the same equation, so it is called Formula racing.

Therefore, in addition to the slight differences in appearance, Han Xuan did not show any differences on the bodies of the five cars in front of him. These cars all have small front nose wings, which can effectively divert flow, speed up the replacement of fixed wind wings, and also protect the safety of the personnel in the car during a crash.

The class racers wear helmets and are exposed. They have to go through several levels before driving Formula racing, just like Schumacher also participated in a kart race ten years ago.

Even if you have high skills, you often have accidents, resulting in the death of racers, which is a high-risk occupation.

There is no need for a commentator, the three bodyguards around are the best commentators.

Sanchez was so excited that he said, "Look at this McLaren-made F1 car, the engine can provide nearly 80 horsepower, and the racing car and the racer weigh less than a ton, so it's so terrifying to drive.

But today's road is not good. If it were a track like Hockenheim, Germany, it would have a 32o km/h, which is an amazing number."

"You bought that magazine last year! This year, the McLaren engine has been replaced, and it can reach at least 335 kilometers per hour!"

Rice's expression seemed to be defiled, and he jumped his feet to correct it. He said to Han Xuan: "Look at the aerodynamic kit hanging on it, it only takes 235 seconds to add from zero to 1 oo kilometers. The brake disc is made of carbon fiber. The high-performance brake system allows it to stop from 24 kilometers in less than 25 seconds. The distance required is only 80 meters."

", I'll eat this car if it can brake so quickly! The Ferrari team has good technology and beautiful cars, and they have so many accidents this year. It is said that the rules of the year will change, the engine cylinder displacement will drop, and the spring of the Ferrari team has finally arrived!"

Gabriel said: "The Sun says that Ferrari is digging the corner of the Benetton team. If Michael Schumacher really agrees to go there, that's great."

"I don't like him anyway. Although part of Senna's death is due to the car, if Michael Schumacher had not been forced to force him, this would have happened." Sanchez said unhappily and looked at the repair shop. A young man in his twenties was squatting beside the racing car to debug.

You say everything I say.

Other people's bodyguards stood quietly, looking quite stylish. Han Xuan looked at his side again. Several people were used to leisurely at Brown University and rested during the summer vacation. They talked about addiction.

Both Gabriel and Sanchez were stupid and saw that they could not get the right amount of convenience in their words, so they both wanted to roll up their sleeves and fight.`

"I'm going to know, there's live TV, I'm out."

Han Xuan was about to say that his grandfather was there. It was not good to be photographed like this. He turned around and found that others were not behind him. He had already run a few meters away and stood and talked to Mayor Rudy, looking like a Confucian businessman.

There was a model wearing a white leather jacket, who was 1.75 meters tall. She stepped on a pair of white high heels and walked around the field. She stopped in front of the TV camera and waved the black and white plaid flag in her hand.

A roar of Formula Racing cars suddenly appeared in the street, covering the noisy crowd. Han Xuan felt his heart beating stopped for a few seconds, and then his blood flowed back all over his body, his pores were numb and numb, which was very comfortable.

Today's competition is limited to about one-fifth of the car compared to the usual professional points race, which means that the car can only be mentioned as 25o kilometers per hour.

After all, it is not a professional runway, and the takeoff of Boeing is only above 30. You can imagine the horror of Formula racing. If the road is a bit bumpy, you will have accidents.

The class racers were tied to cars and waited for signals. There was a nearly two kilometers of city section outside the tunnel. The Lincoln Tunnel was 15 kilometers long. There were two round-trip one-way roads in the tunnel. It was very difficult to drive. Passing through the Hudson River from Midtown Manhattan, turned around at the entrance of the Wixerken Tunnel, New Jersey, to win the first place to advance.

Williams, Benetton and McLaren all sent ten people, using the draw of lots. Each five-car race, plus the finals, will have a total of seven rounds.

Seeing that the crowd around him shouted the names of his favorite convoys, Han Xuan also put his hands beside his mouth and shouted a few words. The other two convoys were not familiar with them, so he casually called McLaren.

The triple pair of light eyes stared at him instantly. Rice and Sanchez liked Benetton, while Gabriel was cheering for Williams. At the same time, he hummed and glanced over. Han Xuan raised his eyebrows, ignored them, and shouted: "Betting! Press the team, and the cap was one hundred dollars!"

"I'll press Williams, twenty!" Gabriel pulled out his pocket, and continued for a moment, "I owe you first, I don't bring my wallet."

"Tsk, stingy, I'll beat Benetton for thirty." After Sanchez said, Rice said, "I'm the same!"

"And you?"

"I? I'll be the banker and get a commission of 5o%. "Han Xuan narrowed his eyes and smiled.

New York Mayor Rudy had an impression of him. When Han Xuan went to the city hall to find his old man, he laughed and said, "New York now has a ban on gambling. It's hard for me to do this."

"I didn't gamble, I wanted to catch them, I was just helping with the custody..."

All the drivers of the grade know that the traffic in the tunnel is difficult and can only gain the upper hand on urban roads.

As Han Xuan spoke, the flag waved and five Formula Racing cars rushed out in an instant. Only then could they see the black smoke that had just started rising and dissipated. The glass of tall buildings around them vibrated with the sound of breaking through the air. There were many alleys in the city, and the car's motivation was particularly loud, which caused the crowd to cheer and thunder.

A few seconds later, the sound of drifting brakes was heard, and the wheels were rubbing against the ground. Mars and white smoke came out, and they suddenly rushed out, disappearing from their sight. They were blocked by the tall buildings and could only hear the sound recalling in their ears.

"It's so exciting!" Han Xuan waved his fist and turned his eyes to the big screen. The camera and screen quality were not good. The infinite camera was not clear yet, and he could only see a series of delayed black shadows.

Charles Koch walked over and patted him on the shoulder: "Do you want to go to the car with me? Several monitors in the RV can be connected to the picture in the tunnel."

The reporters were even more excited when they saw this scene. An oil tycoon was talking to a Chinese boy and took a few photos. He was afraid that someone would come to grab it, so he turned his head and ran away. It was a complete Formula racing car in humanity.

Seeing them scattered and fled, Han Xuan smiled and said, "Thank you, Mr. Rudy, do you want to be together? I have something to tell you."

Charles' expression has not changed, and even if he is not invited, he will not show it. Adults will look rude and children will be fine.

Rudy naturally would not miss the opportunity to get along with the "Godfather" and quickly replied: "I'm disturbing, Mr. Koch."

After a few words, it took less than two minutes to calculate, and you could hear the roar of motivation again (to be continued.)

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Chapter completed!