48 Hours a Day

About 25 minutes later, Little K received a message that the rest of us had reached the finish line, and sent a copy of the road information along the way for the driver's reference.

At that time, nine cars, including Zhang Heng, had been sequentially arranged on the road.

They had three rows in total, and they didn't draw lots. The people at the modified car club placed Zhang Heng's Volkswagen in the middle of the first row, with 911 on his left hand side and Zero Mercedes-Benz SL on his right.

Behind you are BMW, Jaguar, etc.

Even regardless of the group's subsequent retrofitting boost, Zhang Heng was completely downwind in terms of basic parameters alone.

911 hundred kilometers, 3.9 seconds, 420 horsepower, Santana 3000 kilometers, 11 seconds, 101 horsepower, by contrast, it's no longer a question of who's stronger, it's not a species at all, there's no comparability.

While the complexity of the road segment limits the speed at which 9/11 can escape, the gap between the parties is not bridgeable by operation.

Although Takumi Fujiwara opened the AE86, it was at least a modified AE86. If Zhang Heng's polo was present, he would be absolutely sure to eat it hard, but now he needs to think of something else.

Zhang Heng originally made the worst plans and prepared [Water Melting Metal] to do something.

Before leaving the house, he had put a section of thumb-sized [molten metal] in half a mineral water bottle, counting that it was close to the effective two hours, but after seeing the reference information, Zhang Heng felt that the match could still be run directly.

After all, it is convenient to use [water-soluble metal] to destroy it, but there will be some trouble afterwards. The group of people who modify the car club are not professional drivers, but they are also people who understand the car, and they can basically discover the abnormality if they check it out.

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“Areyouready?” stood in the middle of the road in a cool little k and swept his eyes over the nine cars in front of him.

Her eyes deliberately stayed on Zhang Heng's Santana for another half second.

With her questioning, the drivers stepped on the throttle and let the engine roar, as if the fierce man was showing his muscles.

Zhang Heng had self-knowledge. Even if he stepped on the throttle, Santana's slight movement was expected to be submerged, so the cord directly extended one hand out of the car window, compared to an OK gesture, which led to a new laugh.

Little K Yaguar, after making sure all the drivers were ready, she put up an arm and started counting down, "Five, four, three, two, one, go! ”

With her arm falling.

This late night race finally kicked off, with nine cars spinning around like caged tigers, racing forward in fear!

In order to bridge the property gap between the car and the sports car, Zhang Heng used the ejection start, which is to hang the clutch in a semi-linked state before the start of the game, let the throttle go to 3000 revolutions, then quickly lift the clutch, the right foot stomped the throttle to the bottom, let the speed rise near the red line, hang the second gear, then continue to press the engine power, then change the gear, until the tires all caught white smoke, little K's GO came out of the mouth, almost at the same moment, Zhang Heng also released the brake.

Santana output the maximum torque from the start of the engine. The powerful acceleration force allowed Zhang Heng's body to stick to the seat. The 100-kilometer acceleration was actually only slightly slower than the 911 on the left hand side.

Zhang Heng is relieved, but this play method is very damaging to Santana 3000, not only clutch, tires and gearbox will suffer some damage, can only occasionally use emergency, good maintenance on this car when it is fair outside, successfully completed the ejection start.

Soon, however, the 911 on the left completely surpassed him with superior performance, and the Mercedes-Benz sl, which followed closely after zero, drove over from his right side, which also opened a window to compare him to a middle finger.

And that was just the beginning, and then two more cars went in front of him.

Until the first bend, Zhang Heng recovered a little with technology, but the scenery was not long, and the performance advantages of the sports car were reflected once again.

As soon as 9/11 was first, he had been leading in front of Zhang Heng since then, drilling into the tunnel.

The Mercedes-Benz sl didn't want to follow him too weakly, but the tattoo guy, who was originally in the second row, has now caught up with him, and the two cars are basically driving side by side.

Zhang Heng and his Santana 3000 are now in fifth place.

But given that his car was the worst of all, the ranking allowed the young man on 9/11 to look up to him, unfortunately the fifth place could not win the race, and his five people in the area looked choking enough to last.

Half a minute later, when the public car rushed out of the tunnel, Zhang Heng's Santana had fallen sixth, which is why he kept the car behind him, but the road itself was wide, once his car around him threw him away, the car behind him was better than him.

A little technical, but not self-serving.

This is the most intuitive view of Zhang Heng among the young people on 9/11.

The distance between the end point and the start point seems very far, but at their current speed, one lap, six or seven minutes.

In other words, they have now run almost a fifth of the length, and Santana and 911 have pulled four parking spaces apart. After a lap of running down, Zhang Heng can't even see the taillights, but the only thing waiting for him is the fate of death being suppressed.

However, Zhang Heng himself didn't seem too anxious. Although there were cars around him all the time, he still maintained his previous speed (most of all, he wanted to go fast and couldn't get up fast), so he drove for another two minutes. Half way through, Zhang Heng and his Santana were completely thrown into the bottom of the mat.

After zero, the situation was not very good, and two more were lost. Instead, the tattooed man looked for today in good condition, and he found the opportunity to surpass the 911 at the top, temporarily occupying the position of lead sheep.

The young man on 9/11 then noticed from the rearview mirror that the last Santana had disappeared.

Did you give up?

No hope of slipping away?

If Zhang Heng had listened to his advice before leaving, then the young man on 9/11 really had no further trouble with him, but now Zhang Heng's mouth gun has successfully caught his fire. The young man on 9/11 does not intend to just let go of each other. He has never believed in a good man or woman. He has written down Zhang Heng's car number and can quickly find a proper owner with the energy of his family.

There will be ways to force each other to fulfill their gambling commitments, but now the game is not over, even if Zhang Heng quit, the eight cars of the modified car club are still there, as the club president, he does not want to lose any games at random.

Less than 500 metres ahead is a large construction site, which, although passing directly through the nearest distance, is difficult to navigate according to information received from previous explorers, with pit depressions and a lot of abandoned building materials, especially now at night, and the rate of loss is less than a direct circle outside.

So the young people on 9/11 didn't hesitate to turn in front of the site gate.