"This is impossible!"

Seeing this scene, Yoshimoto Manosuke's eyes widened.

"I didn't make any mistakes in the process of entering or exiting the corner just now, and the performance of our two cars is not the same. Unless the Chinese man's driving skills are far higher than mine, he will not be able to distance himself from me!"

"But, this is simply impossible!"

Yoshimoto Manosuke couldn't understand why he was getting farther and farther away by Ning Yi.

But no matter how he couldn't accept it in his heart, the reality was that he was getting more and more behind Ning Yi.

"No...I won't let you surpass me like this, I will never accept this result!"

Seeing Ning Yi crossing a bend and getting further away from him again, Yoshimoto Manosuke's face suddenly became ferocious.

As long as he thought about the situation where he was despised by his teammates after he got off the track, it seemed as if someone had stabbed him hard in the heart.

It just so happened that it was a long-distance straight track, and a crazy idea suddenly emerged in Yoshimoto Masasuke's mind: "Crash him! Crash him hard!"

"Crash him out of the track so that he will never dare to touch the racing car again!"

"Let him get into a car accident, and he will be scared when he mentions racing!"

"Yes, just do it, hit him!"

As soon as this thought came true, Yoshimoto Manosuke could no longer suppress it and stepped on the accelerator pedal with his right foot!

Buzz ~~~

The purple Porsche roared wildly, with a cold air that seemed to come from hell, quickly narrowing the gap with McLaren.
Chapter completed!