God-level Agent System

Today’s highways are in very good condition and vehicles are scarce, so the difficulty of racing is much reduced.

Aventado took advantage of its large horsepower and slowly opened the distance with the Ferrari 488.

Seeing the distance between herself and Aventador widened, Cao Qingmei's anxious palms were sweating.

On the other hand, Lin Huan, he just hung behind Aventador unhurriedly, without any sense of urgency on his face, as if the outcome was trivial to him.

At this moment, the speed of the Aventador has exceeded 260 kilometers per hour, while the speed of the Ferrari 488 is only hovering around 255.

Just when the distance between Aventador and 488 widened to 200 meters away, the Aventador window was lowered, and the man in the sweater stretched his left hand out of the car, and then raised his middle finger.

"Lin Shao..." Cao Qingmei's expression changed and she was impatient.

"It's okay, let him be arrogant for a while." Lin Huan said with a playful expression, and said thoughtfully: "I read the map of Gaode before I set off, and after another two kilometers, there is a section with a speed limit of 40."

Cao Qingmei's eyes lit up, and she blurted out: "Yes, the Hutooth Mountain is ahead. Because the tunnel construction is too difficult, a 6-kilometer-long winding road was built."

Lin Huan smiled slightly and said, "Well, just surpass him there."

Cao Qingmei's complexion changed slightly, but he stopped talking.

The reason why the speed limit of Panshan Road is 40 is that there are a few sharp turns. Although they are not as abnormal as the hairpin turns, they are not what ordinary drivers can pass at high speed.

Nevertheless, some drivers ignore the speed limit and have accidents.

Lin Shao wanted to surpass the opponent there, didn't he want to ignore the speed limit? Oh my god, that was a sharp turn. Beyond the guardrail is a few tens of meters above the sky. Once it falls, there will be no leftovers!

"Even if there is an accident, can you protect me with Lin Shao's strength?"

After sighing secretly, Cao Qingmei swept the worry out of her mind.

With the speed of Aventador and 488, the distance of two kilometers was almost fleeting. Soon Aventador came to the entrance of the speed limit of 40. Behind this entrance, there is a curve close to 120°!

In Lin Huan's sight, Aventador started to slow down 500 meters from the entrance of the speed limit of 40. After Aventador entered the section of the speed limit of 40, the speed reached 120 kilometers per hour.

Obviously, the opponent runs this highway often, so he slows down early.

Seeing this situation, Lin Huan's mouth evoked a sneer arc, and the original casual expression was replaced by seriousness.

Lin Huan started to get serious!

"Sit down!"

After saying this, Lin Huan stepped on the accelerator, and the Ferrari 488, which was already at a speed of 255 kilometers per hour, suddenly accelerated again!

"Oh my God, it broke 300!"

Cao Qingmei immediately let out an exclamation when he saw the number pointed to by the speed indicator.

On the straight, Lin Huan also "suppressed" the speed at 255 per hour. He was about to enter the curve, but he raised the speed to 300 per hour. Did he commit suicide?

The man in the sweater on Aventador also noticed the sudden speed increase of 488, and he immediately stared, "Damn, this silly X doesn't know that the front is about to turn into a corner, right? It's yards, he wants to die, don't drag that Beauty, I haven't got it yet!"

Just as the man in the sweater scolded and Cao Qingmei was frightened, the Ferrari 488 plunged into the curve like a red lightning.

"Kaka", "Cengcengceng", "Squeaky"

After Lin Huan's dazzling series of operations, the Ferrari 488 drew an amazing arc and passed the 500-meter-long curve close to the outer guardrail!

After passing this corner, Lin Huan's 488 has caught up with the Aventador ahead!

"Damn it, how did he do it, it's so unscientific!"

The man in the sweater saw the entire process of Lin Huan entering the bend through the rearview mirror. At that time, he had tens of thousands of mud horses running by.

This kind of operation can't be done by top F1 racers, right? That's a top speed of 300 kilometers per hour.

At such extreme speeds, the sports car will produce extremely terrifying centrifugal force when cornering. Even a supercar like the 488 cannot provide the grip to offset this centrifugal force!

The man in the sweater asked himself, if it was him, 488 had already rushed out of the guardrail and fell off a cliff of tens of meters!

Just as the man in the sweater was stunned, the Ferrari 488 was already whizzing to overtake from his right side, and then entered the next corner without reducing speed.

After another thrilling extreme drift, Ferrari 488 rushed out of the second corner!

At this time, Aventador came to the entrance of the second corner...

At this moment, a dazzling red lightning flashed on the Panshan Road of Hutoshan Mountain. It ran a six-kilometer distance in less than one minute at a speed that ordinary people could not even imagine!

After the Ferrari 488 rushed out of the last corner, it was a smooth road ahead!

"Huh" "Huh"

In the carriage, Cao Qingmei kept breathing heavily, no longer the dignified and generous manners of the past, the short 1 minute that has just passed is as long as a century for her, thrilling, exciting, and adrenaline soaring. !

For a few moments, Cao Qingmei thought that she was going to fall into the mud!

"How do you feel?" Lin Huan asked while turning his head while maintaining a speed of 300 kilometers per hour.

"It feels... irritating." Cao Qingmei stuck out her tongue and let out a long breath.

After that, Cao Qingmei observed through the rearview mirror, but for a long time did not see the yellow Aventador of the man in the sweater.

At this time, Lin Huan smiled triumphantly: "Don't look, he definitely can't even see my taillights now. Even with the skills of a three-legged cat, he dared to compete with me. I really don't know how to write dead words."

Cao Qingmei was taken aback for a moment, and then chuckled. The longer she gets along with Lin Huan, the more she will find out that this man is actually very cute.

Lin Huan kept the speed of 300 kilometers per hour, and soon came to the exit of the Los Angeles toll gate. After coming out of the toll gate, Lin Huan parked the car to the side of the road and leaned on the car door to smoke.

After 5 minutes, the Aventador of the man in the sweater drove out of the toll booth. After the Aventador slowly stopped to the side of the road, the man in the sweater got out of the car with a gloomy face.

"Dude, draw one? Every time I win a game, I like to draw one to enjoy the joy of victory, so... I want you to share my current joy."

Lin Huan raised the Xuan Hemen in his hand, and said playfully.

The face of the man in the sweater became gloomy again. The loss of the car made him very uncomfortable. Now the other party actually sneered at himself. This feeling of sorrow made him almost crazy!

"Well, it seems that you don't want to share my joy, then forget it." Lin Huan smiled, put away the cigarette case, and said with a serious face: "I tell you the card number, and then you transfer the money, O is not OK ?"

The man in the sweater was silent for a while, then said with a deep face, "Do you know who I am?"

Lin Huan raised her eyebrows and shook her head: "Sorry, I really don't know you."

"Huh, I'm Li Qingfeng from the Li family in Los Angeles." Li Qingfeng raised his head and said sharply.

Lin Huan's eyes lit up: "Are you from the Li family in Los Angeles?"

Li Qingfeng snorted coldly: "Very well, it seems that you have also heard of the Li Family in Los Angeles, so do you still dare to ask me for that 5 million?"