48 Hours a Day

Zhang Hengyue looked over at a car from his side and said that helplessness must be a little too.

After all, no matter how glorious history is, Santana's bottom is there, and there's no way he can run a sports car. He can't even make too many more intense moves to make sure he doesn't blow up a tire.

However, the current situation was also in his expectations. He had seen the references sent earlier, which had been quite unfavourable to him in the first half, and all he could do was to bite the large army and not be left too far behind.

It wasn't until the second half that he made the effort.

Zhang Heng directly turned off the lights at the construction site in the distance. Anyway, there were [filter lenses] in his hand. It didn't make any difference to him whether there were lights or not. Turning off the lights would make it impossible for the car running in front to see his position.

Takumi Nakatohara is said to have used this technique as well.

Also named - blindattack.

Probably the same as a blinding attack in the game.

Zhang Heng drove Santana towards the construction site.

If the young man on 9/11 could see it, he would probably be surprised at Zhang Heng's choice. Instead of detouring like everyone else, he went straight to the half-covered gate and stuck his head in the construction site.

Not far from the front is a tumbling gray hopper, considering that Santana is now driving at a high speed, suddenly the vast majority of people may not be able to avoid it at all, but with the help of [filter lens] Zhang Heng has been able to see the surrounding scene, Santana's tires cut out two dust on the ground, and then easily dodged the gray hopper.

Zhang Heng controlled the direction, allowing Santana to travel between the brick wall and the waste. It feels a little like going back to Tokyo and doing drift training with the help of the owner of the aquaculture store.

It took him a long time to complete all his training, and the rewards that followed were enormous, so that he could still face the situation.

Zhang Heng walked straight through the center of the construction site with little loss of speed.

At that time, the young man also drove 9/11 to complete the reverse super against the tattooed man, and as he turned, he passed from the outside and regained his position as the leader, but before he could be happier, he saw a shadow flying out of the side door of the construction site.

Right in front of him.

The young man on 9/11 opened his eyes and looked incredible, because that car was the Santana 3000 that had previously disappeared. The young man thought Zhang Heng had given up and escaped. I didn't expect that the other party was still in the race, and it still sounded louder than everyone else. You know that this was the first time Zhang Heng had taken the first place since the beginning. Considering that the other party was driving a Santana, if he hadn't seen it, the young man on 9/11 wouldn't have believed it.

And then he noticed another, more magical thing, that Santana didn't turn on the lights! Don't say far away, the near light is not on, no, I should say not even a turn!!! No wonder our side lost track of it before, but the ghost knows how it got through the building site?

Young people on 9/11 could see that Zhang Hengzheng did not slow down much, because they bypassed the road, but it was not too far away, and considering the previous gap between the two sides, even if Zhang Hengzheng took the shortcut, he could unwittingly run to him halfway there was absolutely no way to slow down.

Was the previous reference incorrect and there really no obstacle in this construction site? Just how did the owner of the Santana get this information?

Even though the young man on 9/11 couldn't figure it out, he stubbornly stepped on the throttle again.

Now is not the time to deal with these issues, there is about a third of the way to the finish line, and the game is far from winning or losing. Even if Zhang Heng temporarily leads by incredible operations, Santana is Santana.

It's like a gap between nobles and civilians, something that flows through the blood.

For the first time tonight, the young people on 9/11 took themselves seriously, and 30,000 dollars is nothing to them. The point is, if they lose to a Santana 3000 in a high-performance sports car, it's really going to be a shame and a shadow of a lifetime.

The Porsche 911 also seemed to feel the owner's anger and the engine roared.

Although Santana in front pulled a little further past the bend, the distance between the two sides has since narrowed until they are driven side by side.

This is undoubtedly bad news for Zhang Heng, because the base attribute is his hard wound, once he is exceeded, it will be difficult to get back with Santana's motivation.

The taillights of the 911 draw out two streams of light in the dark, while Santana is like a ghost in the dark.

However, the young man in 9/11 found that Zhang Heng's face had no expression of panic. Instead, he lowered the window and let the night breeze pour in.

Zhang Heng then made a gesture to the young man on 9/11, pointing to the front of the finger.

“Still coming?!” The young man on 9/11 noticed another small construction site ahead of him, suddenly turning blue.

They have now entered the location of the stadium complex, which is also the last part of the road, past the unfinished shooting gallery construction site in front of them, followed by the swimming pool west gate.

Normally, it should definitely go around.

But the young man on 9/11 also knew that Zhang Heng next to him would inevitably choose to go straight through the middle, because that was the only way he could win the game.

So he also got into a dilemma. On the one hand, he didn't believe Zhang Heng's luck was so good. The reference intelligence department was wrong, but on the other hand, he was also really scared. He worried that he was halfway around, and Zhang Heng came out of his eyes again. The rest of the way was not enough for him to go over again.

He was left with little time, almost blinking at the speed of 911 before the shooting gallery's construction site, and eventually the young man chooses to rush in as soon as he bites his teeth.

His idea was simple, if there were obstacles inside, then a lot of people would be trapped together. After all, there was only one person on Zhang Heng's side, and the retrofit car club had seven cars besides him, and the tattoo guy was now only one and a half parking spaces behind them, and the detour would definitely win the championship, and if there was nothing inside, then naturally it would still be his 911 fastest.

In that case, they are in fact undefeated.

However, the script that followed was different from what he had imagined. The pavement conditions at the site were indeed as complex as those in the reference message, and he was as bold as he had to slow down again and fear danger, but Santana, who followed him, seemed completely unaffected.

Not only did Zhang Heng not mean anything to slow down, but he kept stepping on the throttle. One acceleration directly exceeded 911, while also flexibly avoiding the steel bars detected in front of him. The smoke Santana brought up was ironic in the eyes of young people, as if the 911 behind the laugh was worthy of eating ash.

And Zhang Heng's driving skills also let young people see what God is.

This time under the lights of the 9/11, Santana's performance was clearly seen by the young man, who was too serious to even notice his car crashing into the wall beside him.

Until the Santana 3000 drove out of the shooting hall building site again and rushed straight to the finish line, at which point the tattooed man around had just turned the corner and was about a hundred meters away, eventually he could only watch Zhang Heng rush past the finish line and win the race.