Chapter 2 Fantastic
"Begin!"
As the cheers and screams of the crowd filled
the air, the two cars shot forward like Ilightning.
When they drove out of sight, people ran to
the electronic screens to watch them through the
drone's camera.
"Older brother Feng's starting speed was too
fast!"
"Of course. Those two cars are not even on
the same level."
After all, older brother Feng has the strength
of a professional. But as for Zhang Han, he hasn't
touched a sportscar in five years, right?
On the screen, Liu Feng's Ferrari was ten
meters ahead after five seconds. Do not
underestimate these ten meters.
In the first half of the winding road, each car
power drifted through, one after the other. As far
as the mountain top, one could hear the sound of
tires squealing.
"Liu Feng is worthy of being the Car King of
Los Angeles. He has his own unique understanding
and talent."
A bald middle-aged man in his middle age
was engrossed in a discussion. He was a
professional sports car commentator. As he was
talking, he suddenly exclaimed in surprise:
"Huh? Who would have thought that Zhang
Han's drifting was much better than Liu Feng's?
He really has the ability to shine!"
From the camera, the speed and precision of
the blue Ford Mustang was smoother than Ferrari's
Gradually, the distance between the two cars
grew closer and closer. Seeing that the Mustang
was about to overtake him, the Ferrari began to
sway from side to side.
This also slowed down the progress of the
Mustang.
"Yes, Liu Feng's skill is not bad. It's just that
he will have to pay attention to the following long
bend. If he is not careful, he will get overtaken,"
said the bald man as he stared at the screen.
The two cars followed one after the other into
the long bend in the road. As they moved about,
Liu Feng positioned his car so as to not allow
Zhang Han's car to pass by.
After seeing this, the bald man praised, "Not
bad, not bad. This move is very impressive."
"That's right, after all, he's my older brother
Feng!"
"How can that beggar Zhang Han be a match
for the older brother Feng?"
"What a loser!"
"Next is a straight stretch of track, after which,
they will reach the last and most difficult part of
the road on Mount Lang Xing...it has nine curves
and eighteen turns... some call it the Nine Turn
Passage." The bald man stroked his chin as he
spoke.
Sure enough, the two cars entered the straight
runway and sped forward at full speed.
At this moment, a devious smile flashed across
the eyes of the fat man who was standing in the
corner.
At the same time, inside the Mustang, Zhang
Han's mouth had a similar smile.
"Ah, so the brake system is malfunctioning?"
In his previous life, he had been seriously
injured while overturning the car at the bend of the
road. All because he couldn't slow down. The
reason for this was his brother, Dong Hu.
A few years before that, Dong Hu was a
drifter with bad luck who followed Zhang Han.
Although Zhang Han was young, he was still very
kind to his little brother. And with his help, Dong
Hu had managed to get a few jobs. He ran a used
car shop and had car houses in the Shang Jing. He
had saved over five million yuan. His life was very
comfortable.
But five years ago, when Zhang Han was
kicked out of the family, Dong Hu did not help him
at all. He wouldn't even talk to him. lt was only a
few days ago that he had contacted Zhang Han
out of the blue. And this was the car he gave him.
"Luckily... I don't even need to slow down!"
Zhang Han laughed and drove even faster.
Normally, it would be difficult to drift without a
brake, but there are no absolutes in this world.
Zhang Han's power could break this shackle.
At this time, Liu Feng kept positioning his car
to Zhang Han's right until they reached the
eighteen entrances of the Nine Turn Passage.
"You found that you can't slow down?"
Liu Feng sneered, looking at the Mustang as it
passed him. His eyes held a trace of anticipation
for the destruction of the car.
On the other end, the people watching on the
Screen gasped in shock!
"He's not slowing down? Does he not want to
live? If you are not careful, you will fall off a cliff!"
The bald man frowned.
"Damn, Zhang Han's being too reckless."
"I think he really has a death wish!"
"If he died early, then so be it. No one would
miss him."
In the back, the cute girl at Dong Hu's feet,
could only see the legs of the many people in front
of her, but after hearing everyone ridicule Zhang
Han, she started to cry.
"Daddy..
"Shut up! Stop crying or l'll hit you!" Dong Hu
glared and bellowed.
How could a three or four-year-old little girl
understand this? She cried even louder after being
frightened by Dong Hu.
Dong Hu's face was filled with anger. He
raised his hand wanting to hit the little girl, butt
seeing that many people were looking at him with
shock, Dong Hu retracted his hand, rubbed her hair,
and laughed awkwardly.
"What a cute girl."
When a twenty-year-old woman saw the
crying little girl, she couldn't help but run over to
console her.
"What!? What am l watching!?" At the front
of the crowd, a cry of disbelief came from the bald
man's mouth.
The Mustang didn't slow down at all as it
charged straight into the nine corners and the
eighteen bends! The first curve was a semicircle,
and the Mustang turned and crossed it with a
perfectly weighted drift, not slowing down as it
entered the second curve.
The second curve was ninety degrees, and the
third curve was even sharper. Because the two
curves were very close together, it was very
difficult for any racer to go through them at high
speeds.
Yet, in front of everyone's eyes, the Mustang
was still moving fast. It squealed through the
second bend and entered the third.
"It's over! This speed is too much. He won't
be able to stop at all! " The bald man sighed, pity
in his eyes.
However, the scene that happened in the next
moment made him widen his eyes.
He saw the Ford Mustang spin 360 degrees
before it reached the third turn.
The car entered the turn, crossed the conical
bend and had already started moving towards the
fourth turn!
"My, my god!" The bald man's eyes wideneed.
"What kind of driving is this? Three turns and
360 degrees, how did he .. "
"He's the first one to step into the Nine Turn
Passage and not slow down!"
"Zhang Han, he ...wants to become a legend
of Mount Lang Xing? "
Everyone was dumbstruck. They watched in
amazement as the Mustang took beautiful turns,
maintaining its full speed through all nine curves.
After turning a corner, the Ford Mustang was
like a wild beast, quickly moving forward.
Meanwhile, Liu Feng's Ferrari was like a snail
and was only then making its way past the fourth
bend.
A few minutes later, with a violent rumble, the
Mustang pulled past the finish line, still at full
speed. Spinning 360 degrees, it stopped, facing the
crowd.
Zhang Han got out off the car and leaned
against the door. His clothes were still sloppy and
his hair was still messy.
"7 minutes and 30 seconds?! This is an
amazing record, unprecedented." The bald man
said in awe, "If he had driven the Ferrari, the time
would have been even shorter!"
"Mount Lang Xing's old record is 10 minutes
20 seconds, right? Heavens, Zhang Han is too
good! "
"IfI hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn
't have believed it. Well, the older brother Feng has
lost to him."
Everyone shook their heads and lamented, but
Dong Hu's expression was extremely ugly. When
he turned his head and saw the little girl, who was
crying and calling out, "Daddy," his expression
changed into a smile. Then he picked up the little
girl and walked towards Zhang Han.
"As expected of my older brother Han,
awesome!"
"Heh, your car is the best. Otherwise, I wouldn
't have been able to win." Zhang Han said with a
light laugh.
"Daddy."
At this time, the little princess in Dong Hu's
embrace struggled to break his grip. Her voice was
soft and there were still tears hanging from the
corners of her eyes.
Zhang Han subconsciously held the Little
Princess in his arms, let out a light laugh, and said:
"Beautiful girl, why do you call me daddy?"
But the little girl was tired from crying and
standing for so long, so she fell asleep in Zhang
Han's arms.
"Is this your daughter?" Zhang Han asked
indifferently.
"How could I have such a cute daughter? Haha,
older brother Han, isn't she your daughter?" Dong
Hu said with a smile.
"How could I have a daughter?"
"Then don't know. In short, you've brought
this little girl here, and she always calls you daddy.
Didn't you ask me to take care of her just now?
Did you forget?" Dong Hu asked curiously.
My daughter?
Zhang Han's eyes narrowed. A daughter had
appeared out of nowhere. What was going on?
Before he could think further about it, Liu Feng
's Ferrari crossed the finishing line.
The car stopped and, after a while, the pale
Liu Feng got out.
He stared at Zhang Han with shock and
resentment. He walked over with large strides.
At this moment, there was complete silence on
the stage. Everyone's gaze was fixated on the two
men.
"Do you dare to have a rematch with me!?"
Liu Feng said as he gnashed his teeth.
"Hehe, I have no interest in wasting my time
with a subpar opponent." Zhang Han smiled and
said: "Hand over the car keys."
Hearing that, Liu Feng's eyes turned red, his
right hand held the car key tightly as he said with
hatred: "We'll have a match in a month!"
Judging from his posture, it seemed that he
would not let Zhang Han go if he did not agree to
this.
"Fine, fine, fine. Give me the car keys." Zhang
Han extended his hand.
Liu Feng placed the car keys angrily into
Zhang Han's hands. He had just bought this car!
Zhang Han carried the keys to the red Ferrari
and put the little princess who was in his arms on
the front seat. He started the car and drove for a
hundred meters before stopping by the roadside,
looking at the side of the road through the
rearview mirror.
After the competition ended, the crowd left in
small groups.
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༆magical soul
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2020-12-04
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