866: Long Time No See

Long Time No See

In the middle of the night in England, on a highway, a row of cars was racing by. They were marked with the same color. Going at extreme speeds, making perfect turns. The sound of tires rubbing against the ground was accompanied by screeches. In the quiet night, it was like a sad song.2

"Chris, should we lower our speed? Otherwise, the little monkeys behind us will think we are ghosts." In the black Ferrari at the front, a blond youth with blue eyes said to the person on the other side of the intercom with a laugh.

"Gerry, I don't think there's a need for us to participate in the third quarter. These people are just second-tier." A mocking voice came from the intercom. "They can't even touch the lion's tail. How dare they challenge us in public?"

"Ellison, go and contact the Geriba team. Only they can be called our opponents."

"Yeah, Geriba's Richard's popularity is rising now. Someone says he will be the future Car God."

"Nonsense. Anyone in our team can kill him in seconds."

"Alright, let's not talk anymore. Someone among the little monkeys is chasing after us from behind." Gerry's voice sounded serious.

On the dark road, the headlights of the car shone from very far away. The sound of the car was deafening, as if it could shock the heavens.

Gerry and team drove side by side. They looked at each other and waited for the person behind them to catch up.

The next moment, the three cars moved forward in sync and moved back. They gave the side lane to the person behind them. They could not do something as despicable as occupying the lane. Moreover, considering the standard of the contestants, they naturally slowed down.

Whoosh, whoosh… The car behind them moved against the wind. The silver car cut through the night sky like lightning and surpassed all the cars.

Chris and the others were shocked. Obviously, they did not expect someone among this bunch of shrimps to be so fast. But the car was the best among racing cars, McLaren. But judging from the sound of the turbine, it was obviously modified.

A real professional race car driver would not use an original car. This was the rule.

"Chase him!" Chris ordered.

The cars sped up immediately. If they were surpassed here, they would be the shame of the entire racing world tomorrow.

A bend appeared in front of them. The silver McLaren was extremely fast and did not even have the intention to brake. The people behind saw this and were extremely nervous. Will the car pass or be destroyed?!

Showing off drifting skills on the bend has always been a hobby of the drivers. So many difficult drifts have appeared.

Someone had once moved at full speed on the bend and used the brake at a certain time to complete an extremely gorgeous drift. After the turn, it did not affect the speed at all. Could such a technique still appear?!

Just as they were thinking, the silver McLaren in front drew a beautiful silver line in the night sky like lightning.

"Oh my God!" Chris and the others exclaimed. They had met an expert today.

"Follow and see!" Everyone said in unison.

The cars on the bend turned quickly, but after the turn, they realized that the silver McLaren was parked in front of them. All the cars went over and stopped.

Everyone in the car got off and turned around. They happened to see a person leaning on the front of the McLaren!

That person was wearing sportswear and a baseball cap. She crossed her arms and looked up at them with a smile. "Long time no see!"

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