Chapter 1020 The Rich Daughter (16)

Suppressing his short exclamation, Li Xi saw a broken mountain road ahead.

The two cars were running side by side, and the first big bend was 90 degrees. They almost rushed straight up the mountain obliquely. From the point of view when the car rushed past, it was almost like rushing down the cliff from this angle.

Swish——

A fierce wind blasted outside the window, and accompanied by the sharp drifting sound, the two cars simultaneously turned a beautiful 90-degree bend.

In terms of racing, Ferrari is worse than this black electric transformation.

However, Xia Ling's technology can make up for all this.

When she came here to win Ferrari, no one believed that she could win that man.

Sitting on the racing car, the speed soared again and again, the feeling of driving the whole car, like sprinting on the tip of the wind, Xia Ling controlled the steering wheel, and controlled the state of the mountain road and his own body condition with incomparable precision.

Xia Ling enjoys this kind of mental tension to the extreme, but it feels like entering another realm.

The speed of the car has soared to the highest level, a curve without slowing down, and the car beside her has already been left behind by her.

200 miles turn! No matter how skilled a person is, he can't risk his life like this.

Xia Ling narrowed his eyes slightly, feeling that he was more than capable.

Of course, if the car can bear it, she can drive a 300-mile car, but it's a pity that even if this Ferrari has been modified, its current speed is at its limit.

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on the dark road.

People standing at the foot of the mountain can only see the situation of the two cars from the monitoring in the car.

Heidian's speed is the fastest among this group of people. The racer who controls the black spot is also the most professional and top-notch among them. He has won prizes in domestic racing competitions.

But now, after two laps, it is obvious that the fiery red Ferrari quickly left Black Electric behind. Although the gap is only one body, as long as Ferrari makes no mistakes, it is only a matter of time before Black Electric loses.

Three laps, the race is over.

The gipsy girl blew her whistle, and the piercing sound pierced the night sky.

Meanwhile, Ferrari came to a screeching halt.

In the next second, the black electricity reached the end.

This time, they bet on each other's racing cars.

Xia Ling's Ferrari was won by the rich second generation behind this racing driver.

"Concession." Xia Ling got out of the car.

She was dressed casually, with a small coat, a crop top, ripped jeans underneath, and a pair of flat shoes. This outfit was tall and sexy.

When Xia Ling walked down, all the men in the black market racetrack were whistling.

Of course they knew about Xia Ling, she was the woman who won the black electric Ferrari with an ordinary car yesterday.

The two have another date, because the racer wants to get Ferrari back.

However, he lost again.

Due to the technical gap, the black electric car was won by the girl again.

This modified car is worth 50 to 60 million, and the two cars are worth hundreds of millions.

The racing driver felt a little distressed. He stared at Xia Ling's cold face, but didn't shake her hand.

He stared at Xia Ling for a long time, with oppression in his eyes.

"What? Boss Lei still can't afford to lose?" Xia Ling raised his eyebrows.

One sentence poked the identity of the racer.

Those in this circle who can know the identity of the racing driver, the boss of Lei, are certainly not idlers.

Even though his flesh was so painful that he wanted to break the contract, but when he heard the girl's indifferent address, the racing driver gritted his teeth and patted the girl's hand, and fisted her.

"Concession!"

"vomit--"

A subdued sound of vomiting came from beside Ferrari.