Chapter 1721 [1721] This handsome guy is right!
"Is it as mysterious as you say, handsome guy?" Many beauties on the viewing platform were obviously skeptical. "We watch racing all the time, so how come we didn't notice this?"

"The racing driver's own rhythm sounds like the philosophy and metaphysics in those chuuni anime and movies for teenagers."

"Honestly, I think I know a bit about racing, but I didn't realize that such a thing existed."

"..."

But at this moment, the situation of the three racing cars suddenly changed on the electronic display screen.

On a big slope on the Febilot circuit.

Originally, Samus had been maintaining a leading advantage, suppressing Shangshu's AE86 everywhere, and the two seemed to be fighting wits and courage.

But at this moment, the modified Pagani Huayra, which was at the tail of the three racing cars, suddenly burst into engine sound again!

The tail was emitting blue flames due to incomplete combustion of fuel!
In a flash, the speed suddenly reached the limit, trying to take advantage of the fight between GTR and AE86 to rush to the front from the edge of the two cars.

And it was because of his sudden radicalism!
The GTR and AE86 in front did not react and were still fighting.

I was not careful and had a small scratch on his car.

The modified Pagani Huayra suddenly deviated from its original direction and track, and was rubbed towards the mountain wall from the already narrow inner road!

Zizizi!
Sparks immediately flew out from the place where the front of his car rubbed against the mountain wall!

Afterwards, before the Pagani Wind God could brake suddenly, the car body completely lost its direction.

After rubbing against the mountain wall all the way and finally turning the corner, it catapulted into the air and rushed directly down the track!
boom!
boom!
boom!
Under the aerial photography of the drone, the whole car was like a big box thrown out at high speed. It rolled and flipped several times on the mountain before finally coming to a steady stop!

……

On the viewing platform, many beauties fell into deathly silence.

Staring blankly at the electronic display screen.

After a long while, someone finally spoke up, "Is he okay?"

It was quiet again.

Until Wolfgang said, "The level of technology in modern racing cars is very high, and all kinds of anti-collision safety measures are very complete."

"Especially for a top domestic professional racing team like Son of Wind, their cars are designed with 360-degree safety measures."

"As long as the car body is not completely disintegrated, there is basically no danger to life."

"I took a closer look. Although his modified Pagani Huayra flew down the mountain, the body of the car was still intact, and the airbags and other safety measures were deployed normally. It should be safe."

"However, although his life was saved, he will inevitably suffer some injuries and concussions."

"And in this game, he was eliminated early."

Everyone couldn't help but gasp, and then all looked towards Ye Feng.

"This handsome guy is right!"

"The Son of Wind is really going crazy!"

"I am his fan and have followed many of his races before, but I have never seen him drive so aggressively. But this time he took such a tactic. It is obvious that Samuel and Shangshu put too much pressure on him, which really messed up his rhythm."

"Next, the winner of this match will only be between Shang Shu and Sen Mu Si."

"..."

“This handsome guy seems to be quite powerful!”

"It would have been fine if I had noticed the abnormality of AE86 and Shang Shu before, but during the game, I could actually see that the Son of Wind had disrupted my rhythm."

"If someone can perceive this, he must be very knowledgeable about racing, right?"

"Handsome guy, what should I call you?"

"Logically speaking, someone like you shouldn't be unknown in the racing circle. How come I, a veteran in the racing circle, have never seen or heard of you before?" "..."

Taking this opportunity, some people began to talk to Ye Feng boldly.

Even Wolfgang, when he heard some beauties taking the initiative to talk to him, looked at Ye Feng.

"Yeah handsome guy, you look quite unfamiliar."

"But the vision you showed, and the strength behind it, don't seem like that of an ordinary person, do you?"

Ye Feng smiled faintly, "I just came to the British Empire not long ago."

"This is also the first time that it has appeared in the racing circle of your Empire."

"It's normal that you don't know me."

Upon hearing this, many beauties just nodded.

Wolfgang seemed to have grasped something important. "So handsome guy, you mean that you are actually quite famous in the racing circles of other countries, right?"

Ye Feng immediately looked at him meaningfully, "You are quite interesting."

"You too." Wolfgang smiled back, "Let's have a drink together when we have a chance."

"I invite you."

"Let's talk about it later." Ye Feng performed Tai Chi indifferently, and then turned his gaze to the electronic display screen again.

At this moment, two synchronized split-screen images appeared on the electronic display screen, probably out of humanitarian considerations.

One is a scene where a group of Zonda team members and medical staff rush to rescue Zonda, and the other is a scene where Shang Shu and Samus continue the race.

Judging from the split-screen image, the life of the Son of Wind is indeed safe.

When professional rescue workers opened the car door and dragged him out, although his eyes looked a little fierce and crazy, he was not seriously injured. He just felt a little broken and had no strength at all.

After being carried out of the Pagani Wind God by rescue workers, he could not even raise his hands. He could only turn his head unwillingly and look at the two racing cars still speeding above him.

As for Samus and Shangshu.

Although the two were affected by the wind son's fall off the cliff after the radical game, their condition was temporarily depressed for a while.

But perhaps because they heard the news from the headset that the Son of Wind was not in danger of life, it only took a short while for the two of them to recover.

GTR and AE86 suddenly became anxious again.

The two cars were entangled and came to a place not far from the entrance of the five hairpin turns.

There is never a winner.

At this moment, Ye Feng and others on the viewing stand could see the bodies of the two racing cars without having to look at the electronic display screen.

"coming!"

On the viewing stand, many beauties were suddenly excited and quickly turned their attention to the track!

“After these five hairpin turns, there is a sprint straight.”

"With the performance of the two cars being so similar, there is hardly any suspense left."

"So, at this point in the game, the situation is already very clear—"

"The five consecutive hairpin turns in front of our viewing platform are the key nodes for their final victory."

"Handsome guy, do you think Shang Shu will win at this critical point?"

"..."

(End of this chapter)