C27 The Migrant Workers Were Fierce

"Can you do it?"

"I can!"

"Then hurry up! I can't even see you!"

"Then I will ask him to wait for me."

"Uh..."

Luo Yan was speechless. She thought that it was better for her to drive. This guy had not scrapped her car in the past few days. He must be really lucky!

It turned out that Wang Feng was in a mess. His car was twisting and turning.

In fact, it was not that Wang Feng did not know how to drive, nor was he pretending to be stupid, but he was practicing the performance of the car and also grinding the tires. Although he had driven the car for a few days, he had not fully accelerated. After all, he could not drive the car at full speed in the city. He had to get used to the performance of the car first. Besides, Luo Yan's driving skills were average, and her understanding of the car was even worse. For the race this time, she had replaced the tires with new tires. The new tires usually did not have a good compatibility with the car, so they needed to be grinded first, just like how Formula One racers would not drive at full speed in the first lap after changing the tires. They would occasionally drive in a Z-shape, grinding the tires while heating the tires.

Piet ran very fast because he had already equipped the most suitable equipment and tires. Besides, he was only a little ahead, but he was not driving at full speed. He was still heating the tires.

In the club, the big screen was a video of the race. These playboys had invested a lot of money into the race. They had installed more than a hundred remote-controlled cameras on the mountain so that they could observe the process of the race at any time.

"Haha, that farmer really drives a tractor!"

"Luo Yan that girl is definitely going to lose!"

"Congratulations, Young Master Liu. Tonight, Luo Yan will be yours! I wish you a happy night! Hahaha …"

Liu Shaofeng looked at the Lamborghini that was moving in a crooked manner with disdain. The corner of his mouth was about to crack from laughing. With the surrounding praises, he felt that he had already pressed Luo Yan down.

Sure enough, not long after, Wang Feng started to accelerate. The Bugatti Veyron in front of him was not far away, as if it was waiting for them. When Wang Feng's car passed by Peter, Peter raised his middle finger again and overtaken Wang Feng with a loud bang.

This time, Wang Feng did not let it go. He also sped up and drove side by side with the Bugatti Veyron.

Unfortunately, the Bugatti Veyron was more suitable for racing, and the acceleration system was even more outstanding. Peter had the advantage and overtaken Wang Feng. He moved in a Z-shaped path ahead of them, blocking Wang Feng's way.

Luo Yan cursed, "Stop him, stop him!"

Wang Feng lit a cigarette and said, "No rush, no rush. Take one first."

Luo Yan coughed.

With one hand controlling the Lamborghini, Wang Feng seemed to be very comfortable and his speed was extremely fast. Luo Yan's expression gradually changed. This guy was really good at driving! Although she was arrogant, she was not stupid. She could naturally tell that Wang Feng's driving skills were quite good. More importantly, he did not seem to be exerting any strength.

"What are you doing?" Luo Yan looked at Wang Feng suspiciously.

"Doctor." Wang Feng threw away his cigarette butt.

Luo Yan was speechless. This guy was too mysterious. His medical skills were so high that even Miracle-working Doctor Hwa admired him. He could defeat more than twenty gangsters with ease even when fighting. He could even follow the speed of a professional driver. No wonder his uncle wanted me to get closer to him! He was indeed not an ordinary guy.

The first bend.

Wang Feng pretended to go into the lane and Peter quickly blocked the lane. Wang Feng suddenly accelerated and rushed out of the lane. Peter was shocked and quickly gave up on the lane to occupy the lane. In the end, Wang Feng drifted and hit Peter's bum. Peter's car almost rushed out of the lane. Wang Feng easily passed through the lane.

"Good! Good! Good!" Luo Yan was so angry that she started to pout. She kissed Wang Feng on the face.

Then, Peter accelerated and passed by Wang Feng.

Luo Yan was speechless.

Wang Feng rolled his eyes at Luo Yan.

Luo Yan said stubbornly, "A man with a weak will!"

In front of the big screen in the club.

"What's going on? What happened to Peter? He was overtaken by the construction worker?"

"Really? Is he that fierce when driving a tractor?"

"Ah! Peter has overtaken him again! Thank god..."

Liu Shaofeng was also stunned when he heard the surrounding people's astonishment. Could it be that guy was also a professional racer?

Thinking about it, Liu Shaofeng's expression became serious.

After that, the car began to climb up the mountain along the mountain road. The road was steep and there were many bends. Furthermore, the road became much narrower. Because the engine system was not as good as the other party, Wang Feng found it difficult to have a chance to overtake him. He kept following behind Peter and the distance between them gradually widened.

Luo Yan was extremely anxious. She urged Wang Feng to accelerate again and again. Wang Feng was too lazy to bother with her. This car of yours is just so mediocre. How can you accelerate? Both of us will fly out of the cliff.

After more than ten minutes, they began to descend and prepared to go back to the starting point.

Wang Feng began to accelerate. The car was like a fish swimming along the narrow mountain path.

Luo Yan watched as the car flew towards the cliff several times. Her face turned pale as she reminded Wang Feng, "How can you accelerate at full speed at the downhill? You have to slow down! You won't be able to control it if you speed up too fast!"

Wang Feng said indifferently, "Your car's performance is not as good as theirs. They have specially modified it. In the flat and uphill sections, there is no chance of surpassing the other party. The reason why he overtook us at the beginning was because he wanted to tease us. He was careless. If we want to win, the only chance is to go downhill. Logically speaking, in order to be safe, when a professional racer goes downhill, he definitely won't accelerate at full speed. This is our chance."

"It doesn't matter whether we win or not. Safety first!"

"I don't like to lose!"

"But, but..."

"Don't say 'but'. I have driven a tractor before. How can I drive a small car like yours?"

"Can this car be compared to a tractor?"

"Compared to a tractor, your car is one level lower."

Luo Yan covered her face with her hands.

While they were talking, Wang Feng's car caught up to the Bugatti Veyron of Peter.

Luo Yan suddenly forgot her fear and shouted, "Damn him! Explode his asshole! Knock him off the cliff!"

Wang Feng rolled his eyes. This woman was too fickle. Who said that winning was not important? However, Wang Feng did not intend to knock Peter off the cliff. After all, he did not have any feud with this foreigner. There was no need to do so. Furthermore, if he were to crash into someone at such a high speed, it was possible that he would crash into something and fall off the cliff. At that time, he would be the one falling off the cliff.

After a while, the downhill section was about to end. Wang Feng followed Peter closely.

Another bend. This was not a big bend, but the slope was a little steep. When drifting, one had to control the speed carefully. Otherwise, it was easy to fly up. Peter had already started to drift and Wang Feng suddenly stepped on the accelerator. With a whoosh, he rushed forward. Then, with a drift, it was as if he wanted to overtake the car.

Peter sneered and turned the steering wheel. The car slowly drifted in the middle of the road. As the road was narrow, no matter if it was the inner or outer lane, the other party would not be able to overtake.

However, Wang Feng was too fast. Peter was shocked. If he did not crash into the car, he would also fly up! However, he was almost done with the bend. He was not worried about being knocked over. He could immediately accelerate again and shake off his opponent. As for whether the other party's car would fly up or not, he did not care.

Sure enough, when Wang Feng's car was halfway through the bend, due to the steepness of the slope, it flew up.

Piet sneered and turned the steering wheel, accelerating.

Boom!

The roof of the car was suddenly smashed, and Peter almost screamed out loud. His car was smashed onto the roof of the other's car.

Piet suddenly accelerated.

Wang Feng's car was on top of Peter's car. Luo Yan was so shocked that her mouth was wide open, unable to close it.

Then, Wang Feng calmly stepped on the accelerator.

Although Peter was accelerating, the speed of the car was limited. The Lamborghini had the speed of two cars. If he accelerated, he would be able to directly overtake the Bugatti Veyron.

Hualala.

The window of Peter's car was smashed into pieces. He covered his face and quickly slowed down.

Then, Peter looked at the other's car passing by him in horror. He was stunned for a long time.

At the racing club.

Seeing Wang Feng driving the Lamborghini and flying into the sky, crushing the Bugatti Veyron, everyone was stunned. The scene was completely silent.

"This, this is possible? This worker is too fierce!"

After an unknown period of time, someone sighed.

Liu Shaofeng's face was extremely pale. He gritted his teeth in hatred. Who was the one that Luo Yan had invited? No wonder he had the confidence to challenge Peter!

"Young Master Liu, what should we do? If you lose, you have to kneel and apologize …" A lackey leaned close to Liu Shaofeng's ear and reminded him.

Pah!

Liu Shaofeng was furious. He slapped him and cursed, "Kneel down! Hurry up and find ten security guards for me. I want to break that bastard's legs! Also, block the news. I want to keep that bitch Luo Yan here. We will see what the Luo family will do!"

Inside the Lamborghini, Wang Feng was holding a cigarette. Luo Yan lit it up for him with a face full of admiration.

At this moment, they no longer needed to go at full speed. Not to mention whether or not Peter was injured, they didn't even know if he would dare to chase after them. Just the fact that his car had no windshield was enough for him to be torn apart by the wind.

Luo Yan asked, "How did you do it?"

Wang Feng said, "I learned it when I was driving a tractor. Whoever blocks the way, I will just roll over."

Luo Yan was speechless.

"Hu!" Wang Feng puffed out a mouthful of smoke and said, "There's another way to overtake other cars. Other than the inner and outer roads, there's actually another way. It's to directly roll over. This method is the most direct. The primary school teachers should have taught you that the distance between two points is the shortest!"

Luo Yan rolled her eyes and said, "Do you think everyone can drive a car like you? Not to mention, you can really fly. You just ride on the Bugatti Veyron!"

"Absolutely! I like to ride people!" Wang Feng laughed proudly.

"Ah! I also like to ride people. If I have time, let's spar." Luo Yan teased.

Wang Feng coughed dryly and said, "Forget it. I'm afraid I'll hurt you."

Luo Yan said, "It is inevitable for blood to spurt on the first time. It will be fine in the future."

Wang Feng did not dare to talk nonsense with this woman anymore. He sped up and rushed out. Not long after, the Lamborghini returned to the club. They had won.

The moment they got out of the car, Luo Yan arrogantly walked in front of Liu Shaofeng and pointed at his nose as she scolded, "Bastard, how is it? I won! Quickly kneel down and apologize to me! Otherwise, I'll break your dog legs!"

Liu Shaofeng's face distorted as he snorted, "What apology? I don't know what you're talking about. I only know that you broke my Bugatti Veyron and even insulted me. I don't lack money, so that migrant worker must have one leg. As for you, hehe … I'll let this young master do it tonight!"

Luo Yan squinted her eyes, "Are you sure you want to go back on your word?"

Liu Shaofeng laughed out loud, "This is my territory! You stupid woman, how dare you come and find trouble with me? I'll make you foamy tonight!"

As he spoke, Liu Shaofeng's two bodyguards came up to him. There were also ten burly security guards surrounding him. It seemed that they were prepared. The people around them also pushed away from him and pointed at him to watch the show.

"Good, very good!" Luo Yan turned around with a smile and walked in front of Wang Feng, "Interrupting one of his legs and giving you five million yuan as a reward."

"Really?" Wang Feng rubbed his hands in happiness.