Chapter 36
What the hell!
Drift in a straight line?
This is not the technology in the game, how did it work out in reality?
Master!
Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, and suddenly such an idea popped up in their minds.
"Old Wen, isn't this your brother's car? When did he become so awesome?" Zhao Zhenglong opened his mouth wide and looked at Song Chengwen in surprise.
Song Chengwen was also at a loss, scratched his head, and suddenly thought of something, his eyes lit up.
"Substitution is on!" His voice was extremely sure.
After saying that, the door of Rafa's passenger seat opened suddenly, and a figure ran out covering his mouth.
"Yuck~"
Song Chengwu squatted down, vomited profusely, tears and snot flowed out.
"Then what, are you... all right?" Jiang Lang scratched his head, his voice apologetic.
"No..No...vomit~" Song Chengwu waved his hand, before speaking halfway, he vomited again.
At this moment, his intestines were full of regret.
If I had known it earlier, I would not have changed the car. Although I am not a professional racing driver, I have been touching cars since I was a child. Unexpectedly, I almost lost my soul today.
Sure enough, fast and furious!
Not everyone can understand.
With a bitter face, he shook his head and stood up on his knees.
At this time, Zhao Zhenglong and his group trotted over, looking at Song Chengwu playfully, gloating at his misfortune.
"Oh! I'll go! Xiao Wu, you can't either!"
"I actually sat up and vomited, I laughed to death."
"I think you can be expelled from our club. Those who play with cars can't ride in cars, hahaha~"
At this time, Song Chengwu had almost slowed down. He gave everyone an angry look and cursed: "Get out of here, you guys know how to play!"
He turned his head to look at Jiang Lang, and gave a thumbs up: "Awesome, Brother Lang!"
No one knew how shocked he was, only those who were in the same car with Jiang Lang knew how exaggerated Jiang Lang's driving skills were, it was simply amazing!
Came all the way, without stepping on the brakes, dodging and dodging, the lowest speed per hour was over [-]!
The most dangerous time was when he was sandwiched between two large trucks and overtook another car. At that moment, he thought he was going to heaven!
Jiang Lang smiled modestly, but his words were not low-key at all: "When will it start, I'll go back in a hurry!"
From his point of view, this game was completely a dimensionality reduction blow.
The god-level car skills rewarded by the system are completely beyond the ordinary, beyond the imagination of ordinary people.
Even Schumacher, the king of cars, has the confidence to soar!
Zhao Zhenglong gave a thumbs up and exclaimed: "Brother, domineering!"
"Go, let Lao Wen take you to pick up the car!"
"Old Wen?" Jiang Lang looked at him with some doubts.
Zhao Zhenglong slapped his head and smiled, "Hey! Look at my memory!"
As he spoke, he pulled behind the crowd, and a tall, thin man wearing gold-rimmed glasses came out.
"Come on, let me introduce you! This Song Chengwen, Song Wenwu's eldest brother, is also one of the founders of the SSCC supercar club in our magical city!"
Song Chengwu at the side also greeted lightly.
Jiang Lang nodded: "It's a pleasure to meet you!"
Song Chengwen pointed to the back and said with a smile, "Let's go! Brother, I'll take you to pick up the car!"
Jiang Lang nodded slightly and followed.
Before coming, Song Chengwu had already explained to him.
In order to ensure the fairness of the competition, the racing cars this time are all Porsche 911s provided by the club.
This car can be regarded as the soul model of Porsche, and it is also one of the entry-level sports cars in the supercar world!
The length, width and height are 4519/1852/1298mm respectively, and the wheelbase is 2450mm.
提供3.0t和3.8t两款双涡轮增压发动机，3.0t发动机根据价格的不同分为高低功率。最大功率272/309/427/478kw，峰值扭矩450/500/660/800nm，非常强劲。
Sitting in the car, Jiang Lang stepped on the accelerator lightly. Hearing the sound of "buzzing~" in his ears, he subconsciously curled his lips.
Can not be done!This car!
Jiang Lang was a bit like Versailles, he was used to the feeling of pushing the back of a top supercar, and suddenly changed to such a small supercar with a million dollars, he was a little uncomfortable.
He glanced up at the people on the platform, exhaled lightly, and drove the car to the starting line.
On the high platform beside the arena, Zhao Zhenglong looked excited, and he nodded slightly towards the little beauty holding the starting gun in front of the starting line.
"Bang~"
A firework sprinkled into the sky.
Six Porsche 911s flew off the string, carrying a huge sound wave, and disappeared from everyone's sight.
"Quick! Synchronize the video."
Professional racing tracks will be equipped with speedometers and surveillance cameras on both sides of the track.
Zhao Zhenglong shouted excitedly.
"coming!"
"Woooooo~"
The wind is screaming, and the scenery outside the window is like watching the lights on a horse, and the technology is skipped.
Jiang Lang leaned slightly on the back of the seat, humming a song, and his eyes drifted out of the window from time to time.
The other five Porsche 911s still keep pace with him.
Although with his superb driving skills, Jiang Lang's Porsche 911 maintained a slight half-length advantage during the ejection start, but he was still unable to pull away other vehicles.
However, Jiang Lang didn't have any worries.
After all, no one can accelerate in a straight line, overtaking on curves is really fast!
Looking up at the front, Jiang Lang's eyes looked more serious.
A continuous left turn appeared in sight, and there were some big wheels not far away to stop the car from losing control and help it slow down when it rushed out of the track.
With a sneer on the corner of his mouth, he raised his free hand and began to shift gears, while stepping on the accelerator.
All I saw on the speedometer was that it suddenly soared from 220 to more than 280 mph, and even continued to soar, the whole body began to vibrate violently.
And Jiang Lang's move undoubtedly scared everyone behind the surveillance.
Mr. Zhao Zheng shouted directly: "Fuck! Is he crazy?"
"Such a big continuous turn, he still wants to speed up!"
Song Chengwen also frowned, and played the walkie-talkie: "Attention the rescue team, the first continuous turning track, go over and check."
At this time, some racers who were competing with Jiang Lang were also dumbfounded.
Looking at the Porsche in front of him with disbelief, he only had one thought in his mind.
This big brother is really not afraid of death!
Jiang Lang didn't know what other people were thinking.
His face was extremely solemn, the steering wheel was dialed back and forth continuously in his hands, and the scenery on both sides had turned into a blurred straight line.
"Boom~" The wind howled, and the wind howled!
The Porsche turned into a Z-shaped afterimage and disappeared from everyone's sight.
This scene stunned countless people.
Zhao Zhenglong slammed the table and yelled frantically: "Quick, where are the parameters? Have you detected it..."