Suk keeps looking at the car behind from the rearview mirror. He is more and more surprised at the woman's technical level. Yu Xialing takes the 13th curve, and the competition is round-trip, that is, the difficulty of 26 curves. Now Suk has successfully entered the fifth curve, while Wan Qihong is still tightly behind her. |

of course, a large part of the reason is that Suk deliberately keeps pace, but it's not easy for a woman to do so.

To tell you the truth, when Suk heard that Jiang Shijie, who didn't have time to meet him, drove straight to hell, he thought it was really dangerous. Although he could enjoy the excitement brought by speed, in the end, life was the most important thing.

In addition, I had already passed Yu Xialing yesterday. Indeed, these 13 curves are very dangerous. One side is a cliff, the other side is a cliff. If there is a slight mistake, it is very likely that I will fall into a hopeless situation.

Car damage is a small matter. If something happens to people, it's all over.

On the other hand, Wan Qihong doesn't know what her strength is. Although she seems to be able to hold her hand, if she really advances at full speed, who knows if this woman will step on the accelerator with her brain burning.

After all, I know my own level. As for other people, I can't help them. Even if it's a match, I can't really regret it until something happens. Besides, Wan Qihong is not only the president of the super run club, but also a friend of Li Linglong. She can't let her have an accident because of her emotion and reason.

At this moment, Wan Qihong has already looked at Suk with new eyes. Although she was a little behind him in the initial stage, she didn't care too much. When she entered the fifth corner, she still couldn't surpass Suk. Only then did she realize the difficulty of this young man. %&*";

I've learned from experts in driving. At the beginning, those auto soldiers in the army were all experts in playing with cars. They learned from her and benefited a lot. Later, they continued to explore. In the whole super running club, if they were the second, no one would be the first.

But now no matter how hard you try, you can't surpass Suk at all. If you accelerate, you will accelerate. If you decelerate, you will decelerate. It seems that you are deliberately suppressing yourself.

"Calm down! Calm down Wan Qihong silently repeats this sentence in her heart. Her face is solemn. Her movements on her hands and feet are like flowing water. She constantly tells herself that she can't be anxious. As long as she keeps the current speed, she will always have a chance to surpass Suk.

One chance is enough!

"I'll go! It's almost there! " Next to the TV set, a voice suddenly appeared in a group of people. Just entering the seventh corner, Wan Qihong was almost ahead of Suk. However, the boy seemed to be possessed by a God, so he went to the front again and again, which made Wan Qihong's fans look up to the sky and sigh.

The perspective of the helicopter has been closely following the two cars in front, transmitting all the real situation, so even if these people just surround the TV, they seem to be on the scene.

"Linglong!" At this time, Cheng Meili pulls the corner of Li Linglong's clothes and signals her to go out with herself.

"What's the matter?" Li Linglong didn't know much about it, so she walked out of the crowd, and soon her position was occupied.

"Do you think Suk can win the president?" Cheng Meili is naturally a member of the super run club. After watching the live broadcast just now, she is not optimistic about Wan Qihong's situation, and her face is much more serious.

"Of course! You didn't see Suk leading all the time! I've said that Suk is the most powerful one I've ever seen in China. You don't believe it. Now you know how powerful it is! "

Li Linglong has always had a strong respect for Suk's technology, and because she found her, she felt excited to be a huibole.

"Have you ever thought about it? What if Suk really wins? " Cheng Meili's tone is very serious, and her expression makes Li Linglong calm down.

"If he wins, he wins! What should I do? " Li Linglong some don't understand Cheng Meili's meaning, slightly frowned.

"What about the stakes? That's going to bed! " Cheng Meili specially accentuated the tone on the two words of going to bed.

"Hi! This one! Suk is a junior in high school. Even if he wins, he won't do anything to the president! " Li Linglong obviously didn't think that Suk would really ask Wan Qihong to fulfill her bet. At that time, Suk's performance clearly expressed that this bet just let Wan Qihong retreat.

"Suk, what about the president! You know her temperament. She spits like a nail Cheng Meili is obviously more delicate than Li Linglong and considerate.

"Eh!" Li Linglong was stunned by what she said and scratched her head subconsciously: "do you mean that the president will take the initiative to fulfill this bet?" At the thought of the picture of Wan Qihong chasing Suk to bed, the girl shivered for no reason. It's not really fun.

"I don't know if it will! Don't forget the president's brother! If he knew that Suk had done this to his little sister, he would not have caught Suk and killed him directly, would he Cheng Meili said, his mind on the emergence of a five big three rough man, straight forward to his sister revenge picture."Hiss!" Li Linglong took a breath of cold air. The more she thought about it, the more she felt that Cheng Meili was worried. If Suk won the game, I'm afraid it would be a bad ending: "do you mean Suk can't win?"

"What do you think! Even if Suk loses, it's nothing! The bets are all made by the head of the club

"Yes! Why don't I text Suk! " Li Linglong thinks deeply about Cheng Meili's inference. If Suk loses, there will be no loss at all. Just pat his ass and leave. If he wins, er, it will be a big deal!

Suk has now entered the state of moving forward and backward at will. McLaren seems to have become a part of his body, completely under his control. The last bend has passed, and he is about to turn back.

It's still a road section similar to the bottle mouth where two lanes are changed into four lanes. As long as it passes the turn back, it's half of the race. Jaguar is still chasing after her, trying to overtake her several times. Suk can even detect Wan Qihong's impatience.

Holding the steering wheel tightly, Suk is ready to turn. At this moment, the mobile phone in his pocket suddenly vibrates. He has no time to care about who is calling or sending messages. He gently touches the brake plate, and the speed does not decrease. He makes a perfect drift and adjusts the front of the car neatly.

Wan Qihong was really anxious. Seeing that Suk had turned around, after 13 corners, she knew that if she could not seize the opportunity to surpass, she would not have another chance. Subconsciously, she drifted the same way. At the same time, she stepped up the accelerator and began to speed up.

"Squeak!" Suk naturally glanced at the mirror and was shocked. Although the golden Jaguar successfully turned the front of the car, the whole body seemed to be out of control, and the rear of the car slid directly towards the cliff.