This... This It's gone?
But I didn't see him slow down. How did he make the body cut into the curve accurately under the condition of extreme speed?
Luck, it must be luck!
However, those who doubt this is luck don't think so at the next moment.
After the mysterious car cut into the first corner, the speed did not decrease at all. The front of the car turned sharply, and the tires rubbed on the ground. It cut into the second pinch corner accurately again!
If you can barely explain it with luck for the first time, it doesn't make sense for the second time. In theory, if you have this luck twice in a row, the probability is hundreds of times lower than winning the first prize in the lottery, and the possibility is almost zero!
"Is this the legendary inertial drift?"
The old wolf opened his eyes.
"Inertial drift?"
A man wondered, "what do you mean? Why haven't you heard of it?"
The old wolf stared at the big screen, gulped down a mouthful of saliva, and said slowly for a long time: "it is said that there is a top driver who doesn't need to slow down when crossing a corner. He can use the law of inertia in mechanics through the superb control technology of the vehicle."
"The advantage of this inertia cornering is that it can always maintain the original speed of the vehicle without causing too much speed loss."
"But this inertial drift technology only exists in theory. There are too many things to include. We need to absolutely master and understand the whole car. It is difficult to achieve the integration of people and vehicles."
"Besides, we should also consider our own weight, road conditions, wind speed, light, and even air humidity. These all need a very accurate data. As long as there is a slight error in one link, the final outcome will be absurd."
"So far, I've never seen anyone master this technology with my own eyes. I didn't expect to meet it today!"
Everyone was stunned.
"Huang Boran..." One worried.
The old wolf shook his head and smiled bitterly, "in the face of such an expert, he has no chance."
Sure enough, at the fifth pinch, Huang Boran's 911 was thrown away. I heard this guy exclaim on the walkie talkie, "lying in the slot, I fucking hit a ghost. It's impossible!"
"Fang Shao, what's next?"
The old wolf took a deep breath. Fang Shao was the backbone of their group. He had to make up his mind in this special situation.
The other end of the walkie talkie was silent for a moment, and Fang Shao's faint voice came, "set up a roadblock, stop him first, and wait for me to come."
A barricade full of steel spikes about a foot long and thick rolling pin was immediately laid at the end. No vehicle could drive past except tanks.
The car came down from the mountain road and slowed down slowly. Only then did everyone see the true face of the mysterious car.
But everyone was curious, but mixed with a little disappointment.
"Are you sure it's this car?"
Someone asked suspiciously. Although I heard that the mysterious car was probably a small polo in the walkie talkie just now, when I really saw the true face of Lushan, I found that the car condition was worse than expected.
It has an ordinary appearance. The car emits the ugly luster of the worst car paint. It looks broken. If you only look at the appearance, this car belongs to the kind of garbage truck that drives to a second-hand car shop and others can only calculate according to the weight of scrap iron.
Then the door opened slowly and the owner of the car came down slowly.
After seeing each other clearly, everyone immediately showed disappointment again.
Especially those girls who are full of expectations, who have fantasized about countless possibilities and can drive so well, must be a handsome and handsome young man.
But this person in front of them, but let their fantasies burst one after another.
He is a little more than 1.7 meters tall and looks ordinary. He looks like a bargain on the ground. He is dressed like a loser.
"What does that mean?"
Yang Xuan's expression was indifferent. He glanced at the roadblock in front and asked faintly.
"Brother, looking at the face, which way do you go?"
The old wolf looked at each other up and down, and felt puzzled. Who is not a famous brand?
But this man even if a stall goods, look listless, like a big smoker.
In short, if he hadn't witnessed it with his own eyes, he wouldn't believe that the man in front of him was an expert who could drive out inertial drift.
Yang Xuan looked indifferent. He was already irritable in his heart and said impatiently, "it's none of your business. Move the roadblock to me right away!"
Huh?
A group of people looked at each other and then drew a hint of fun from the corners of their mouths.
If you meet an arrogant and domineering guy, it will become fun.
It's one thing to lose a car. You can do what you should do according to the rules, but if the other party takes the initiative to provoke, it's another thing.
"Man, keep your mouth clean. I admire your good driving. Give you a chance and apologize to me. I can take it as if you didn't say what you just said."
The old wolf sneered that he was more stable among these people, otherwise he would have been angry with this sentence.
These people who have been privileged since childhood are born with a sense of superiority. If anyone speaks a little harshly to them, it will be a great insult in their eyes.
Yang Xuan looked up and glanced at the group. He was in his early twenties, dressed in fashion, looked arrogant, and his eyes were provocative. There was a luxury car parked next to him, but he didn't use a pen to write three words on his forehead: second Shizu.
If it were normal, Yang Xuan would be very interested in playing with these young people, but now he really doesn't have that mind.
After leaving home, he was always very upset and vented all his bad emotions on the accelerator.
Just now he went up the back mountain. He didn't want to race with people at all. He just wanted to ease his mood a little through this extreme speed.
"Are you going one by one or together?"
Yang Xuan sighed softly and went straight to the theme. Now he really didn't have much thought to make trouble with these young people. He said faintly, "let's go together and save time."
A group of people were stunned and burst into laughter.
"Old wolf, he despises you."
"Brother wolf, you also have today, ha ha ha!"
"Hey, this boy is going to have bad luck today."
The people nearby laughed and looked at the scene with great interest, looking forward to the next picture.
Yang Xuan's words did not irritate them, but made them feel that things were becoming more and more interesting.
The old wolf's face was blue, his fist was clucking, and he said in a deep voice, "boy, this is your own abuse. You can still stand and count me as a loser within 30 seconds!"
Then he approached Yang Xuan with a ferocious face step by step.
The people next to them all put their hands around their chest and looked at the scene in front of them with great interest. When they looked at Yang Xuan's eyes, most of them were ridicule and schadenfreude. A few with a little conscience could see a trace of sympathy in their eyes.
It's not good for this guy to provoke anyone. He wants to provoke the big wolf. He can only be unlucky today!