Chapter 142 Be a Real Driver
Hearing Chen Liuhe's words, she was a little dumbfounded. After a while, she said anxiously, "Gees! How can just let me die in this way? You should be a gentleman, right? Besides, you still have to watch me dance. If I lose, I'm going to sleep with him and you can't watch me dance anymore!"
"This can't be the reason. Because the dance was the deal between you and me before, not now." Chen Liuhe said.
The beauty was so angry when she heard it. She gritted her teeth and said, "Then what do you say? As long as you can help me defeat him, I will do anything you want!"
There was a creepy smile on Chen Liuhe's face, he laughed and said, "I don't want you to sleep with me all night, why don't you just let me fuck you once? But you know, you still have to pay."
"Fucking bastard!" She was so mad and kept pressing the accelerator, the car accelerated quickly, and the needle on the dashboard was turning. It seemed like she wanted the car to be destroyed in a state of ruin."
"Just help me or not? If you don't help me, I will die with you." The little girl said fiercely.
Chen Liuhe was speechless, "Damn it, you are just a lunatic! Just stop the car!"
Only then did a triumphant smile appear on the girl's face, as if to say, 'I know you will help me!'.
Ferrari parked on the side of the road, and Chen Liuhe and the girl changed seats. After sitting in the driver's seat, Chen Liuhe touched the steering wheel and grabbed the gear lever, and then he smiled. Because he hadn't raced with anyone for years."
At this moment, Mu Qinglie seemed to feel that Chen Liuhe had suddenly changed into a different person, and his temperament had changed too, especially the curvature of the corner of his mouth, which was so charming!
"Just see girl, I will let you know what exactly the race is!" After he said so, Chen Liuhe engaged the gear and stepped on the accelerator, all the process was smooth, and the car ran on the road like a sharp arrow.
Mu Qinglie had a hard time getting used to the super push-back feeling, so she quickly fastened her seat belt in a panic.
At this moment, she had only one feeling, the speed of the car was accelerating!
In less than a moment, she glanced at the dashboard and was horrified. Because she found that the speed of the car had reached 250, and it was still accelerating. Then she looked at Chen Liuhe, who was still calm.
His eyes were energetic, deep, and charming, she was addicted to his eyes!
There was a bend ahead, and the first bend that Chen Liuhe drove appeared, and it was a sharp bend!
"Slow down, it's a sharp turn!" Mu Qinglie hurriedly reminded Chen Liuhe.
However, Chen Liuhe didn't seem to hear it. The car he drove didn't slow down at all, and the speed of the car was still increasing.
"Asshole, are you crazy?" Mu Qinglie was terrified. Relying on her intuition, at such a speed, they could not pass the bend safe and sound and the car would be crashed.
"Is this only you afraid of?" Chen Liuhe smiled. The car was approaching the bend, his expression remained unchanged, but the movements were fast.
Shifting gears, stepping on the accelerator, pressing on the handbrake and the footbrake, a series of actions shocked the girl. Then, she felt a strong slinging force coming, and she felt like she was about to be thrown out of the car.
The sound of violent friction resounded, and the red Ferrari seemed to be enriched with life under the control of Chen Liuhe. The four wheels were tightly attached to the ground, and the car driving safely on the ground.
What was even more terrifying was that during the whole process, Mu Qinglie found that the front of the Ferrari was almost clinging to the guardrail, and the distance between the front and the guardrail was no more than fifty centimeters.
"Oh my God!" Mu Qinglie screamed in fright. It could be so sure that she was so scared at that moment. She had never seen someone would drive like this before. How would someone not slow down when the car was going to drift?
The front of the car was only fifty centimeters away from the guardrail. This guy was absolutely out of his mind. Such a thrilling drift action was undoubtedly kissing the god of death, as long as a slight mistake was enough to lead them to death.
A sharp turn was passed in an instant, and it was so perfect and smooth. Mu Qinglie was horrified. She had never seen a person who could pass a bend in that perfect way, whether it was the inertia of the car or the control of the airflow, it was perfect because she did not feel the slightest bit of discomfort and frustration.
He was a master! A real master! Mu Qinglie looked at Chen Liuhe in shock, she could be sure of this even if it was just a bend.
After passing the bend, the car didn't slow down at all. What was more, the speed of the car was still rising. She glanced at the dashboard subconsciously, and Mu Qinglie's little face instantly turned pale.
It was already 280 yards! This was extremely terrifying, and it was also a speed that she had never dared to reach. She could no longer see the scenery outside and only felt that her eyes were stinging.
"You are insane! Are you going to kill yourself?" Mu Qinglie, who loved racing, was full of fear and panic in her heart at this moment.
"Is there a difference? The racing itself is life-threatening!" Chen Liuhe said calmly. After some manipulations on his part, the car went through a bend again and the distance between the front and the guardrail was getting close again.
Mu Qinglie was trembling. She glanced at the dashboard, and was almost fainted from fright. Because the speed already reached to 290 yards.
She could even feel the roar from the engine!
"Maniac! You are absolutely crazy, I'm going to get out of the car!" Mu Qinglie shouted and was almost to cry. A person who had never experienced such a speed of excitement would never be able to understand the fear and panic in her heart at the moment. She felt like she was being held in the palm of the god of death, and she may die at any time.
Chen Liuhe said, "A real driver never cares about the numbers on the dashboard, they only care about their control over the car. If you can take full control of the speed, then you would not be scared. After all, it is you who are driving."
After rushing through another bend, Chen Liuhe had seen Lamborghini's taillights again, and he smiled, "It seems that the driver in front is good, he should have participated in some major events."
"How do you know?" Mu Qinglie had already closed her eyes in fright. She tried her best to suppress the tumbling in her chest, and she was so embarrassed that she got motion sickness.
"It could be judged from his speed, he should keep at 260 to 280 stage, otherwise I wouldn't have seen his taillights after three bends." Chen Liuhe said lightly.
"Then can we catch up with them?" Mu Qinglie seemed to accept her fate and didn't shout anymore, just covered her lips and closed her eyes, trying not to look at the speed of the car at the moment.