Chapter 69 Tactical slots in the professional arena
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Yun Zhong Jun Wang
Chapter 69 Tactical slots in the professional arena
Seeing that Wang Qianni was so excited, Yang Chen said teasingly: "What are you talking about? Those who don't know what we are doing in the sports car."
Wang Qianni wasn't shy at all, and immediately asked, "Then do you want to try doing something in the car?"
"Shut up, I'm afraid of you." Yang Chen replied.
Wang Qianni snorted and showed a smug smile.
It seemed that seeing Yang Chen deflated, she felt an inexplicable pleasure in her heart.
Because there was a curve ahead, the other four cars all slowed down to varying degrees.
It's just for amateur play, there is no need to risk your life.
There was an accident at a speed of more than 100 turns per hour, and the car must have been destroyed.
Chen Lijun at the front also slowed down subconsciously, his GTR speed has already reached 150, so if something happens, relatives and friends can go to his house for dinner.
As Yang Chen repeatedly emphasized just now, who wouldn't be able to run fast on a straight road?
It is really fast when the corner is fast, and this is the time to embody technology.
Hearing a roar from Lamborghini, he rushed forward like a ferocious beast.
Wang Jun's Audi RB was instantly left behind.
Wang Jun was shocked and said, "This kid is crazy! Don't you know there is a curve ahead?"
curve?
Of course Yang Chen knew that there was a curve ahead, so he had to speed up.
There was still a distance before entering the curve, Yang Chen immediately used the handbrake, and the car rushed into the curve close to the sideline ahead of time, and the car drifted before entering the curve.
Zhang Jun, who was driving the Audi R8 behind, saw this scene and immediately opened his eyes wide.
"Fuck! Is he the skill an online car-hailing driver should have?" Zhang Jun exclaimed.
Wang Qianni felt that her body was about to be thrown out, so she quickly grabbed the seat and hugged her tightly.
"Yang Chen, you can still drift!" Wang Qianni shouted.
Yang Chen didn't answer. At this time, the car had already passed the curve. Yang Chen used a "carp wagging tail" to let the car enter a straight line, and continued to move forward at a speed of 150 per hour.
At this time, everyone who was staring at the computer screen at the starting point was stunned by the red dot track representing Yang Chen's car.
"Damn! How did the Lamborghini pass by just now? It seems that it didn't slow down!"
"Judging from the trajectory of the red dot, he clearly used a drift to cross the corner."
"Damn it! Didn't you say that he is just an online car-hailing driver? Why does he still drift through the curve?"
"It's over! I just bet 100 million to buy Jun Shao Win. Jun Shao slowed down when he crossed the curve, and if this guy doesn't slow down and drifts past, doesn't that mean that Jun Shao may not be able to win for sure?"
……
Wang Zijun laughed loudly, and said: "It's okay, you can continue to buy now. I'm very easy to talk to, as long as you take out the money, you can still buy Yang Chen to win now."
Just now they bought all the money for Chen Lijun to win, how can they still have money to buy Yang Chen to win now?
And they still feel that Chen Lijun is more likely to win, after all, he is a professional driver.
At this time, the red dot representing Yang Chen's car turned a perfect arc again, then entered the straight road and quickly caught up with the Ferrari 458 driven by Li He.
"Fuck! It's another drift!"
"Li He is going to be overtaken! Brother, hold on to this position, don't let him overtake!"
"Fuck! He didn't keep the third position, he was overtaken by Lamborghini! It's over, this guy has something!"
……
At this time, Wang Qianni was already going crazy, she shouted at Yang Chen: "Yang Chen, you are so amazing! Hurry up, I want you to hurry up! Woohoo...yeah!"
"Didn't you say you wouldn't scream? Be quiet, it's so noisy!" Yang Chen said.
Wang Qianni giggled and said, "You are so powerful, I can't help but want to scream. This kind of thing is subconscious, how can I control it."
Why do I always feel something is wrong listening to her talk, but I can't tell what's wrong.
There are still four corners. If you can't overtake Chen Lijun, it will be too difficult to overtake his modified GTR after entering the final straight.
The most terrible thing is that even if Yang Chen leads GTR and enters the final straight, there is no guarantee that he will win.
Because the modified GTR is definitely faster than the Lamborghini on the straights.
Therefore, in order to ensure victory, Yang Chen has to lead GTR for at least one corner to have a chance to win.
Yang Chen gave him a kick, and rushed out again at a faster speed.
Wang Qianni felt the obvious push back, and said quickly: "Brother, it's time to play again, don't do it so fast, I can't take it anymore."
Yang Chen ignored her, he had to overtake McLaren at the next corner.
At this time, Chen Lijun, who was running first, ordered Zhou Yang, who was driving the McLaren, to block Yang Chen through the walkie-talkie.
Zhou Yang hurriedly followed suit, immediately slowed down, and at the same time occupied the middle of the lane and swayed from side to side, not giving Yang Chen a chance to overtake.
For the sake of safety, Yang Chen had to slow down, and followed Zhou Yang back and forth into the curve.
At this time, if Yang Chen forced a corner to overtake, if he collided with Zhou Yang's McLaren, they would all be finished.
To put it bluntly, Zhou Yang was sure that Yang Chen wouldn't dare to die.
Wang Qianni said angrily: "Zhou Yang, that bastard, he did it on purpose!"
There are less than 300 meters to the next curve, Yang Chen reminded: "Hold on firmly! There will be a big drift later!"
Wang Qianni was a little scared, and the excitement just now was gone. At this moment, her face was full of fear.
Zhou Yang in the McLaren said with a smile: "Young Master Jun, don't worry about running, I'll help you block him. If you win the race, remember to treat him."
Chen Lijun laughed loudly, and said: "Good brother, don't worry. After winning the game, I will let you kneel down and crawl under the crotches of us."
"Haha..." The two laughed loudly.
Yang Chen has been constantly changing his lane, in order to shake the McLaren's position a bit.
Seeing that it was almost time to enter the game, McLaren slowed down.
"It's now!" Yang Chen muttered.
Lamborghini turned sharply to the right to overtake from the right, and McLaren turned sharply to the right to block the overtaking route.
At this moment, Lamborghini suddenly turned left again, almost rubbing McLaren's buttocks and turned to its left side, then Yang Chen kicked the gas again, shifted gears and rushed out.
Everything was in the blink of an eye, and Zhou Yang saw Lamborghini overtake him without even a chance to react.
"I'm stupid! This guy is too courageous! He's risking his life!" Zhou Yang said.
Chen Lijun hurriedly asked: "Fuck! What's the situation? Zhou Yang, why did you let him out?"
Zhou Yang hurriedly replied: "I can't stop it! This kid is too evil, and somehow he threw me away all of a sudden. Young Master Jun, I'm sorry, I can only rely on you now."
Chen Lijun said angrily: "Fuck! What can you do! But it doesn't matter, I am a professional driver, and the car is bigger than him, there is no reason to lose to him!"
At this time, Yang Chen drifted past the third bend again, and smoothly entered the straight road without slowing down.
At this time, the distance between him and Chen Lijun was less than 10 meters, and GTR continued to lead with its super powerful engine.
Zhao Yufen on the co-pilot said: "Ah Jun, he is about to catch up, come on!"
Chen Lijun chuckled and said, "Don't worry. He can't catch up. I'll just press him down and run. As long as I pass the last corner and enter the last two-kilometer straight, I can beat him with my eyes closed."
There is no problem with Chen Lijun's tactics, as long as he presses down like this and does not give Yang Chen a chance to overtake, and the two sides enter the last two kilometers straight and sprint, his GTR will definitely win.
At this point, the starting point position.
Everyone stared at the computer screen and discussed.
"Lamborghini has always maintained a distance of about 10 meters from the GTR. What does this mean?"
"I still don't understand? The GTR is deliberately suppressing the speed and not overtaking the Lamborghini. You can see that the red dot representing the GTR is swaying slightly from side to side, and you know that he is stuck on the runway. The Lamborghini behind has no chance to overtake."
"Isn't this bastard Chen Lijun playing tricks? If you don't have the skills, you just use this kind of indecent method."
"This is also a kind of tactic. There are also tactics in the professional arena where teammates help get stuck in the car behind."
"Brother Jun, don't make excuses not to admit defeat."
"Ha ha……"
Wang Zijun gave a disdainful smile and said, "A group of little brats, when you and I were the second generation ancestors, you were still peeping at the blindfolds in girls' shirts at school. Would I cheat for such a small amount of money? What if Lamborghini didn't win? GTR, I will pay for everything. Isn’t it a winner? You all know that Lamborghini must not be able to overtake?”
Wang Zijun refused to admit defeat, but he was worried but very scared in his heart.
After all, Chen Lijun is a semi-professional driver, and his driving skills can beat ordinary people.
If Chen Lijun deliberately adopts such a rogue tactic, Yang Chen is just an online car-hailing driver, and it is impossible for him to solve such a difficult problem for professional drivers.
"Brother, you must win! If you lose, I may not be able to pay all my living expenses for the next year. As long as you can win, I will recognize you as my brother-in-law. My sister is so beautiful, she is cheap .” Wang Zijun thought to himself.
(End of this chapter)
Seeing that Wang Qianni was so excited, Yang Chen said teasingly: "What are you talking about? Those who don't know what we are doing in the sports car."
Wang Qianni wasn't shy at all, and immediately asked, "Then do you want to try doing something in the car?"
"Shut up, I'm afraid of you." Yang Chen replied.
Wang Qianni snorted and showed a smug smile.
It seemed that seeing Yang Chen deflated, she felt an inexplicable pleasure in her heart.
Because there was a curve ahead, the other four cars all slowed down to varying degrees.
It's just for amateur play, there is no need to risk your life.
There was an accident at a speed of more than 100 turns per hour, and the car must have been destroyed.
Chen Lijun at the front also slowed down subconsciously, his GTR speed has already reached 150, so if something happens, relatives and friends can go to his house for dinner.
As Yang Chen repeatedly emphasized just now, who wouldn't be able to run fast on a straight road?
It is really fast when the corner is fast, and this is the time to embody technology.
Hearing a roar from Lamborghini, he rushed forward like a ferocious beast.
Wang Jun's Audi RB was instantly left behind.
Wang Jun was shocked and said, "This kid is crazy! Don't you know there is a curve ahead?"
curve?
Of course Yang Chen knew that there was a curve ahead, so he had to speed up.
There was still a distance before entering the curve, Yang Chen immediately used the handbrake, and the car rushed into the curve close to the sideline ahead of time, and the car drifted before entering the curve.
Zhang Jun, who was driving the Audi R8 behind, saw this scene and immediately opened his eyes wide.
"Fuck! Is he the skill an online car-hailing driver should have?" Zhang Jun exclaimed.
Wang Qianni felt that her body was about to be thrown out, so she quickly grabbed the seat and hugged her tightly.
"Yang Chen, you can still drift!" Wang Qianni shouted.
Yang Chen didn't answer. At this time, the car had already passed the curve. Yang Chen used a "carp wagging tail" to let the car enter a straight line, and continued to move forward at a speed of 150 per hour.
At this time, everyone who was staring at the computer screen at the starting point was stunned by the red dot track representing Yang Chen's car.
"Damn! How did the Lamborghini pass by just now? It seems that it didn't slow down!"
"Judging from the trajectory of the red dot, he clearly used a drift to cross the corner."
"Damn it! Didn't you say that he is just an online car-hailing driver? Why does he still drift through the curve?"
"It's over! I just bet 100 million to buy Jun Shao Win. Jun Shao slowed down when he crossed the curve, and if this guy doesn't slow down and drifts past, doesn't that mean that Jun Shao may not be able to win for sure?"
……
Wang Zijun laughed loudly, and said: "It's okay, you can continue to buy now. I'm very easy to talk to, as long as you take out the money, you can still buy Yang Chen to win now."
Just now they bought all the money for Chen Lijun to win, how can they still have money to buy Yang Chen to win now?
And they still feel that Chen Lijun is more likely to win, after all, he is a professional driver.
At this time, the red dot representing Yang Chen's car turned a perfect arc again, then entered the straight road and quickly caught up with the Ferrari 458 driven by Li He.
"Fuck! It's another drift!"
"Li He is going to be overtaken! Brother, hold on to this position, don't let him overtake!"
"Fuck! He didn't keep the third position, he was overtaken by Lamborghini! It's over, this guy has something!"
……
At this time, Wang Qianni was already going crazy, she shouted at Yang Chen: "Yang Chen, you are so amazing! Hurry up, I want you to hurry up! Woohoo...yeah!"
"Didn't you say you wouldn't scream? Be quiet, it's so noisy!" Yang Chen said.
Wang Qianni giggled and said, "You are so powerful, I can't help but want to scream. This kind of thing is subconscious, how can I control it."
Why do I always feel something is wrong listening to her talk, but I can't tell what's wrong.
There are still four corners. If you can't overtake Chen Lijun, it will be too difficult to overtake his modified GTR after entering the final straight.
The most terrible thing is that even if Yang Chen leads GTR and enters the final straight, there is no guarantee that he will win.
Because the modified GTR is definitely faster than the Lamborghini on the straights.
Therefore, in order to ensure victory, Yang Chen has to lead GTR for at least one corner to have a chance to win.
Yang Chen gave him a kick, and rushed out again at a faster speed.
Wang Qianni felt the obvious push back, and said quickly: "Brother, it's time to play again, don't do it so fast, I can't take it anymore."
Yang Chen ignored her, he had to overtake McLaren at the next corner.
At this time, Chen Lijun, who was running first, ordered Zhou Yang, who was driving the McLaren, to block Yang Chen through the walkie-talkie.
Zhou Yang hurriedly followed suit, immediately slowed down, and at the same time occupied the middle of the lane and swayed from side to side, not giving Yang Chen a chance to overtake.
For the sake of safety, Yang Chen had to slow down, and followed Zhou Yang back and forth into the curve.
At this time, if Yang Chen forced a corner to overtake, if he collided with Zhou Yang's McLaren, they would all be finished.
To put it bluntly, Zhou Yang was sure that Yang Chen wouldn't dare to die.
Wang Qianni said angrily: "Zhou Yang, that bastard, he did it on purpose!"
There are less than 300 meters to the next curve, Yang Chen reminded: "Hold on firmly! There will be a big drift later!"
Wang Qianni was a little scared, and the excitement just now was gone. At this moment, her face was full of fear.
Zhou Yang in the McLaren said with a smile: "Young Master Jun, don't worry about running, I'll help you block him. If you win the race, remember to treat him."
Chen Lijun laughed loudly, and said: "Good brother, don't worry. After winning the game, I will let you kneel down and crawl under the crotches of us."
"Haha..." The two laughed loudly.
Yang Chen has been constantly changing his lane, in order to shake the McLaren's position a bit.
Seeing that it was almost time to enter the game, McLaren slowed down.
"It's now!" Yang Chen muttered.
Lamborghini turned sharply to the right to overtake from the right, and McLaren turned sharply to the right to block the overtaking route.
At this moment, Lamborghini suddenly turned left again, almost rubbing McLaren's buttocks and turned to its left side, then Yang Chen kicked the gas again, shifted gears and rushed out.
Everything was in the blink of an eye, and Zhou Yang saw Lamborghini overtake him without even a chance to react.
"I'm stupid! This guy is too courageous! He's risking his life!" Zhou Yang said.
Chen Lijun hurriedly asked: "Fuck! What's the situation? Zhou Yang, why did you let him out?"
Zhou Yang hurriedly replied: "I can't stop it! This kid is too evil, and somehow he threw me away all of a sudden. Young Master Jun, I'm sorry, I can only rely on you now."
Chen Lijun said angrily: "Fuck! What can you do! But it doesn't matter, I am a professional driver, and the car is bigger than him, there is no reason to lose to him!"
At this time, Yang Chen drifted past the third bend again, and smoothly entered the straight road without slowing down.
At this time, the distance between him and Chen Lijun was less than 10 meters, and GTR continued to lead with its super powerful engine.
Zhao Yufen on the co-pilot said: "Ah Jun, he is about to catch up, come on!"
Chen Lijun chuckled and said, "Don't worry. He can't catch up. I'll just press him down and run. As long as I pass the last corner and enter the last two-kilometer straight, I can beat him with my eyes closed."
There is no problem with Chen Lijun's tactics, as long as he presses down like this and does not give Yang Chen a chance to overtake, and the two sides enter the last two kilometers straight and sprint, his GTR will definitely win.
At this point, the starting point position.
Everyone stared at the computer screen and discussed.
"Lamborghini has always maintained a distance of about 10 meters from the GTR. What does this mean?"
"I still don't understand? The GTR is deliberately suppressing the speed and not overtaking the Lamborghini. You can see that the red dot representing the GTR is swaying slightly from side to side, and you know that he is stuck on the runway. The Lamborghini behind has no chance to overtake."
"Isn't this bastard Chen Lijun playing tricks? If you don't have the skills, you just use this kind of indecent method."
"This is also a kind of tactic. There are also tactics in the professional arena where teammates help get stuck in the car behind."
"Brother Jun, don't make excuses not to admit defeat."
"Ha ha……"
Wang Zijun gave a disdainful smile and said, "A group of little brats, when you and I were the second generation ancestors, you were still peeping at the blindfolds in girls' shirts at school. Would I cheat for such a small amount of money? What if Lamborghini didn't win? GTR, I will pay for everything. Isn’t it a winner? You all know that Lamborghini must not be able to overtake?”
Wang Zijun refused to admit defeat, but he was worried but very scared in his heart.
After all, Chen Lijun is a semi-professional driver, and his driving skills can beat ordinary people.
If Chen Lijun deliberately adopts such a rogue tactic, Yang Chen is just an online car-hailing driver, and it is impossible for him to solve such a difficult problem for professional drivers.
"Brother, you must win! If you lose, I may not be able to pay all my living expenses for the next year. As long as you can win, I will recognize you as my brother-in-law. My sister is so beautiful, she is cheap .” Wang Zijun thought to himself.
(End of this chapter)
