Chapter 70: Dongying rider

The Red Fit driver is also a young man. He glanced at the rearview mirror and just saw the white BMW chasing him far behind. At the moment, he was shocked and said: "There seems to be a car chasing us behind."

The young man who was checking the wallet he had just stolen said nonchalantly: "What are you afraid of, you have such a good car skill, just throw him away?"

The Fit driver laughed wildly and said, "Haha, I love to hear that."

After he finished speaking, he stepped on the gas pedal severely, and in the night, the red blasted Honda Fit was like a wild horse, constantly shuttled back and forth in the traffic.

Because of the chaotic entry of the Fit, the originally orderly traffic has become a bit chaotic, and many drivers almost have a rear-end collision with the car in front.

"Fuck, this driver is stupid!"

"Damn, I almost crashed the car, idiot!"

"Where did the traffic police go? The car was heavily modified, it didn't follow the marked line, and Nima was speeding. This grandson should be punished!"

"It is estimated that this is a car that wants to punish him, it is difficult!"

Lin Huan, who was chasing behind, saw the crazy performance of Red Fit, and an anger rose in his heart: "Very well, you successfully aroused my anger!"

If the red Honda Fit is a wild horse that has taken off its rein, then the white BMW car is like a cheetah running wild in the jungle. Without affecting other vehicles, it slowly narrowed the distance between it and the red Fit. .

When the Fit driver saw the BMW car getting closer and closer to him, his heart was tight: "Fuck, I have a hard stubble!"

The wallet-stealing man was taken aback when he heard the words, and then smiled coldly: "There is an underground racing game on the top of the Unknown Mountain tonight. Let's drive there."

Thinking of those great god-level figures on the top of the mountain, the Fit driver immediately laughed wildly: "Good idea! There are those young masters and ladies, even if the people behind are really stubborn, they have to go back and forth obediently!"

Lin Huan saw the Red Fit turning right at the intersection ahead and exiting the main road. He was puzzled: "Huh? Changed direction?"

Doubts turned to doubts, and Lin Huan drove along.

"This is... Weiming Mountain? What are they doing here?"

When Lin Huan was studying at Jiangnan University, he had heard of the name Weiming Mountain, and it was rumored that it was a holy place for racing in Jiangnan City.

There is a popular sentence circulating in major forums, called "Autumn Mountain is sparsely populated, and there are often riders higher and lower. Nowadays, the lane is still there, and the old drivers are not seen."

This sentence is also very appropriate on Weiming Mountain.

Many underground races are held here every year, and many people died because of car accidents, but they still can’t stop the crazy racing enthusiasts who want to come here.

"Is the driver of the Fit also a fan of underground racing?"

After chasing along the way, Lin Huan found that the driver of the Fit had good driving skills, otherwise he would have followed the other party a long time ago.

There is only one winding trail leading to the top of the Unnamed Mountain. This trail only allows two cars to pass by side by side. To prevent danger, Lin Huan just hangs behind Fit and follows from a distance.

There is a huge natural square on the top of Weiming Mountain. The square is brightly lit. At least hundreds of people gather here. Most of them are handsome men and women. There are even many beautiful women in three-point clothing walking in the crowd. Come and go.

In addition to these people, the usually rare Audi R8, BMW I8, Lamborghini Mavericks, Aston Martin DB9, Bentley Continental, Ferrari 488 and other luxury cars are also parked around the square.

In the center of the square, there is a high platform more than one meter high. On the high platform, there is a large screen, and the screen shows the game scene of two racing cars.

The two sides of the race were a silver Toyo God of War GT-R and a yellow McLaren 570GT.

At the moment the race is nearing its end. The Silver GT-R has at least left the yellow McLaren three spaces away. In a few seconds, it will cross the finish line and win the race.

If Lin Huan were here, he would find many of his acquaintances, Xiao Xiao, Zou Wenxuan, Qin Yi, and Huang Lang were all here.

At this moment, Xiao Xiao was clenching his hands and staring at the big screen with an ugly expression.

Standing behind her, Zou Wenxuan said in a deep voice, "Miss, it looks like Liu Yong is about to lose."

"I know, you don't need to remind me."

Xiao Xiao's mood was a little irritable. This was already the third night that she had lost to the same person, and she had found Liu Yong, who had the title of "Jiangnan Little Car King", but she still failed to beat that Dongying person. , It's so damnable!

After seeing the silver GT-R on the screen first crossed the finish line, Qin Yi sighed in relief. Then he turned to a young man beside him and said, "Master Aso, your subordinates are really amazing. The car king of the city is not an opponent, it is awesome!"

Eagle Aso raised his eyebrows, and then said disdainfully in a Chinese language that was not very fluent: "Just because of this kind of goods, he is also worthy of the car king? People like him can be caught in our Great Eastern Empire. Hundreds of them come."

"What Master Aso said is that we are sitting on the well and watching the sky." Qin Yi said with a flat face.

Seeing Qin Yi's appearance, Xiao Xiao frowned: "Qin Yi, you really embarrass us Chinese people."

"Oh, Miss Xiao, what you said is wrong." Qin Yi turned his head and said with a smile: "I'm just seeking truth from facts. If we can find a driver who can beat Master Aso's, I will immediately withdraw this! "

Aso Ying smiled slightly and said to Xiao Xiao: "Miss Xiao, will you still admit defeat by now?"

Xiao Xiao's tone was stagnant, but she knew a candidate who could beat the Dongying driver, but...

At this moment, the red Honda Fit drove up to the top of the mountain.

"Fuck, who is this, daring to drive such a broken car on Weiming Mountain?"

"Haha, it's Fit, am I right?"

Drag racing on Weiming Mountain is to place a bet. A bet can range from tens of thousands to hundreds of thousands. How many people can afford this money?

Therefore, the top of the Weiming Mountain is mostly luxury sports cars, and it is the first time that people like driving up the mountain have seen it.

The fit driver and the purse-stealing youth belonged to the thick-skinned people. After they got out of the car, they arched their hands at the surrounding crowd and said repeatedly: "My gods, we just want to come over and open our eyes. We will leave soon. Just go."

Seeing what they said, these people also lost the interest in continuing to tease, and turned the topic to the game just now.

It was just a wave of flattening and another wave, and soon a white BMW car also drove up.

"Hey, it's really evil tonight. When did Weiming Mountain become a tourist attraction, why would anyone want to come up?"

"330Li, a bit stronger than the previous fit, but... it's still very spicy, hahaha."

The owners here drive luxury cars worth more than one million, and they really have enough confidence to express contempt for a 330Li.

It's just that when Xiao Xiao saw the license plate number of the white BMW, her eyes lit up: "It turned out to be Lin Huan! What is he doing here, did he...he agreed to help me?"