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Chapter 846 Comparable to Schumacher(2/2)

At this time, Lin Feng looked at the time and said to several people: "Okay, it's almost time. We have to go to Tianma Mountain first."

Hearing this, Meng Yi and others had no intention of chatting anymore. They got into their cars and headed all the way towards Tianma Mountain.

About half an hour later, He Fan and others also drove to Tianma Mountain.

And this time!

Zhou Hang and others have also arrived.

At the same time, they also brought several supercars over, including Lafa, Bugatti, and Koenigsegg, all of which are top-notch supercars.

When Meng Yi and others got out of the car, Zhou Hang and his party also walked up to meet them.

Since there was no friendship between the two parties, Zhou Hang directly asked: "Which one of you is competing today?"

Meng Yi and others looked at He Fan with smiles on their faces.

Seeing this scene, Zhou Hang immediately frowned.

He thought that the other party would ask Huang Hongwei to participate, but unexpectedly he asked He Fan to participate.

But Zhou Hang didn’t think too much.

After all, the players they competed in today are almost as good as professional racing drivers. It is not easy to beat amateur players like Huang Hongwei.

"Then get ready to start!" Zhou Hang said to Meng Yi and others, then turned around and went back to explain to the people on his side who were competing.

Tianma Mountain Circuit is quite famous in Kyoto.

Not only because it is one of the top three circuits in Kyoto, but also because a shocking gamble took place here.

That time it was also a bet between the two parties, and the stakes were as high as tens of billions.

You must know that it was only the millennium at that time, and the tens of billions at that time were not comparable to the tens of billions today...

Soon everyone from both sides was ready to compete.

He Fan got directly into the 918, and Gao Yue, who was participating in the competition with Zhou Hang, also got directly into a Bugatti Veyron.

After both parties were ready, the car started slowly.

The distant roar of engines also resounded in the sky above Tianma Mountain.

Gao Yue sat on the Bugatti, looking at He Fan with contempt, and at the same time made a thumbs down gesture towards He Fan.

With his confidence in his driving skills, he didn't take He Fan seriously at all.

In his opinion, if He Fan can keep up with his car and eat dust later, it will be considered good.

He Fan had no intention of paying attention to the other party.

After all, for him with advanced driving skills, the opponent has no chance of winning.

So how arrogant the other party will be now, how many slaps they will get in the face later.

When the flagman gave the signal to start, both cars sped off.

At the same ejection start, Bugatti with good performance fell behind a little.

This scene made Zhou Hang and others watching nearby frown.

"What is this guy Gao Yue doing?" Zhou Hang said with some dissatisfaction.

Before the game started, Gao Yue repeatedly assured him that he believed in his skills.

But looking at it now, it seems a bit unreliable.

One of the young men immediately comforted Zhou Hang: "Brother Zhou, this must be a small mistake. Gao Yue will catch up soon."

Zhou Hang frowned and could only comfort himself.

But then, the distance between Bugatti and the 918 became farther and farther, which made Zhou Hang's face completely darken.

And a young man next to Zhou Hang couldn't help but exclaimed: "Brother Zhou, there is something special about this 918!"

"I can't read it myself, why don't you tell me!" Zhou Hang said angrily.

Only then did the young man remember the importance of this game to Zhou Hang, and quickly shut his mouth.

Gao Yue, who was competing on the field, also looked like he had eaten a fly.

"Made, what's going on with that kid!"

Gao Yue looked at the rear of the car in front of him with a look of despair on his face. No matter how hard he accelerated, he couldn't catch up with the other person.

At this moment, he also saw that his level was not at the same level as the other person's. The difference between them was more than a whole street.

Especially when He Fan performed a drifting through five consecutive turns in front of him, Gao Yue wanted to directly apply the brakes and surrender.

Mader, at this level, it is enough for him to participate in international competitions, but to come to compete with a little shrimp like him, I really think highly of him.

Gao Yue's face looked very ugly at this moment. At this moment, he could already imagine Zhou Hang's furious face.

Although he was not afraid of Zhou Hang, before the game, he repeatedly assured Zhou Hang that this game was a sure win...

As for the final result of the game, there were no surprises in the end.

The 918 driven by He Fan was a full thirteen seconds ahead of Bugatti.

After He Fan got out of the car, Lin Feng, Meng Yi and others immediately gathered around him and celebrated He Fan excitedly.

Huang Hongwei even pulled He Fan's shoulder and said: "He Fan, I'm treating you tonight. I won't come back until you're drunk!"

After all, winning this game is equivalent to pushing his third uncle to a higher level. Huang Hongwei's mood at this time simply cannot be expressed in words.

Compared with the cheers on Meng Yi's side, the atmosphere on Zhou Hang's side seemed a bit dull.

After Gao Yue got off the Bugatti, he saw Zhou Hang who looked like a scapegoat.

He could only bite the bullet and came to Zhou Hang and explained to Zhou Hang: "Brother Zhou, it's not my fault. That kid's driving skills are so monstrous that they are comparable to those of international racing drivers."

Zhou Hang wanted to get angry, but he also knew that what Gao Yue said was true.

He had been watching the whole process from the sidelines, so he naturally knew how good He Fan's driving skills were.
Chapter completed!
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