Carefree Battle God

At this moment, Ouyang Shuang's face showed a nervous yet excited expression. Han Bai, who sat in the back row, felt as if his heart was about to jump out of his throat and his soul was about to leave his body.    

    

Chen Fusheng continued speeding up. Not only did he not change his expression, he even took the tissue paper from the car and handed it to Ouyang Shuang. "Take it. Maybe it will work later."    

    

Ouyang Shuang was now a little frightened even though she had lost a lot of nerve. With a trembling voice, she asked, "What is it for?"    

    

Chen Fusheng did not answer and immediately stepped on the brakes. He then quickly turned the steering wheel right, causing a rapid deceleration.    

    

Bugatti Wyron's current tyres created a plume of white smoke on the mountain track. The entire car flew in an incredible arc, completing a massive excursion.    

    

"Ah!    

    

Ouyang Shuang was about to go crazy. Her adrenaline was soaring rapidly. Because of this inertia, she felt like she was about to be thrown out of the window as she let out an earth-shattering scream.    

    

Now, she already felt that racing alongside Chen Fusheng was no longer just a thrill but a fear.    

    

She wasn't the only one who was shocked by the display. Even the professional observers were dumbstruck by it and shouted into the walkie-talkie, "What the f * ck!"    

    

"This is unbelievable!"    

    

"I've been an observer for so many years, but this is the first time I've seen this kind of situation. Who would dare to pass through a bend at a speed of 190 steps? "And it's actually a deceleration type drift. The speed at which it's running out of the bend is actually 120 steps."    

    

"It was just the first sharp turn, but the Mitsubishi racing car fell behind by five seconds."    

    

After the first drift-out in an almost unrestrained manner, Chen Fusheng had a better understanding of the performance of the Bugatti Wyvern he was driving.    

    

Actually, it wasn't that the car couldn't complete the drift, it was just that Han Bai's driving skills were too poor and he couldn't complete such a difficult maneuver.    

    

However, only Chen Fusheng was able to do something like this. After all, in the past, life and death on the battlefield often happened in an instant.    

    

Thus, when faced with this choice, Chen Fusheng's instinct was to quickly pass through. It's not like those professional racers who have to consider a lot of factors.    

    

He relied on his keen reaction speed to do some earth-shattering things.    

    

This sort of talent was slowly awakened after countless trials of life and death. Young master Han Bai valued his life more than anything, how could he dare to drive like this?    

    

"Zhang, Zhang Fu, can you slow down a bit? I was almost scared to death just now."    

    

Due to the excessive stimulation, Ouyang Shuang immediately shed tears. She kept wiping her face with the tissue in her hand.    

    

At this moment, she finally understood why Chen Fusheng gave her a box of tissues. With her method of driving, let alone a little girl, even a seven foot tall man would be scared to tears.    

    

Ouyang Shuang could clearly feel that the car was only an inch away from the fence. If Chen Fusheng did anything wrong just now, the consequences would be unimaginable.    

    

Ouyang Shuang now understood that her curiosity made her play a game of death. If anything happened, she would die here today.    

    

Chen Fusheng smiled lightly, looked at the Miss with red eyes beside him, and said, "Didn't you always want to experience speed and passion? Was it fun just now? "    

    

Han Bai, who was sitting in the back seat, was almost scared to the point of peeing. He quickly shouted, "You still have the mood to talk about this now, do you know how dangerous your actions were? Hurry and stop the car, laozi won't play with you, you idiot! "    

    

Chen Fusheng didn't even bother to look at him and directly stepped on the throttle to the ground.    

    

In this complex curve of the road, a speed like this was simply suicidal.    

    

Ouyang Shuang felt her scalp go numb. She was no longer as arrogant as the Lady Boss. She pleaded in a low voice, "Zhang Fu, I know you're amazing. Can you let me get off?"    

    

"Please, I'm still young. I really don't want to die. I want to go home. I want to see my father. "    

    

"Father, come over quickly and save your precious daughter. I won't dare to be reckless in the future …"    

    

Compared to Ouyang Shuang's pleas, Han Bai looked even more hopeless right now. Tears and snot were flowing out of his eyes, and his entire body fell to the middle of the seat, looking very miserable.    

    

"Zhang Fu, I know you're awesome now. I'm begging you, hurry up and stop the car. I'm about to piss my pants because of you!"    

    

Chen Fusheng turned a deaf ear and drove to the limit of what he could control. Although every turn was extremely dangerous, Chen Fusheng drove like he was walking on a tightrope.    

    

As soon as they reached the top of the hill, Bugatti Vilon made a U-turn and headed down the hill.    

    

When he went down the mountain, he just happened to pass Fong Yulou's Mitsubishi racing car. Now, even Fong Yulou was shocked. He never thought that cars could be driven like this.    

    

"The Bugatti Wyvern is too fast. It only took me two minutes and three seconds to reach the top of the mountain."    

    

"Right now between the two cars, they have already fallen 300 meters. From the looks of it, Mitsubishi won't be able to catch up to Bujardins."    

    

"Bugatti Wyvern went down the mountain. He set the record for the entire history of Mount Qiu, but it only took him three minutes and fifty seconds!"    

    

"This is simply a miracle, an unsurpassable legend!"    

    

Along with the excited voices of the observers, Chen Fusheng drove the car to the finish line and successfully completed the competition.    

    

He opened the car door with ease and stepped out of the Bugatti Vilon. At this moment, the drivers outside crowded around him, as if he was a hero returning in triumph.    

    

"Big brother, today I have gained some insight. You are the real god of cars!"    

    

"This is simply amazing. I never thought that the bend would be able to complete this kind of drift. This is simply becoming one with the car!"    

    

"Too terrifying, this is too terrifying. If I dared to be so fast, I would have entered the underworld by now."    

    

These drivers were in an uproar as they surrounded Chen Fusheng and spoke at once. Their faces were full of admiration.    

    

At this time, Fong Yulou had also finished his match. He didn't even have time to rest as he quickly ran over and tightly held Chen Fusheng's hand.    

    

"Bro, thank you so much for being willing to play with me. I feel like the rest of my life has been wasted."    

    

"I, Fong Yulou, have been driving for 12 years, but this is the first time I've seen such a godly method. This has really broadened my horizons, and I have not lived my life in vain! "    

    

Chen Fusheng smiled and patted him on the shoulder. "You are actually a very good driver. You can be considered as an expert in driving. However, you are still a bit too careful in controlling your speed."    

    

"This Mitsubishi racing car of yours is not bad, follow my suggestion and modify it. Control its performance well, you will definitely be able to set your own record."    

    

"Ugh!"    

    

Just as everyone was chatting happily, the sound of someone vomiting came from behind them.    

    

Everyone turned around and saw Han Bai struggling to climb out of the Bugatti Wyvern. His face was ashen, and he kept vomiting on the ground. He almost vomited out his bile.    

    

He had also been racing several times, but Chen Fusheng's driving style almost scared his guts out of him.    

    

Therefore, he was now in a sorry state, and couldn't even be compared to the weak Ouyang Shuang.    

    

When the crowds saw this, they couldn't help but begin to mock him.