Park Zhenxu's brows furrowed slightly, even if he wanted to drive with one hand and maintain a speed of two hundred and ninety, it was not an easy thing to do, who was this person?
Why have I never seen this person in the driver world?
Not to mention that Park Zhenxu was puzzled, even other people were curious, the host who was presiding over the commentary was already sweating profusely, and he was busy looking for Chen Feng's information everywhere, but Chen Feng's information had nothing on it, just one name, how could he introduce it to the audience?
Park immediately began to accelerate, and although it was rumored that his top speed record was 360 kilometers per hour, he had reached 400 kilometers per hour a year earlier.
Park Zhenxu's speed has reached 300, which is also a critical point for many professional drivers, the past is God, unless it is a modified car, otherwise ordinary drivers want to reach a speed of 300 kilometers per hour, let alone in Asia, even if there are not many people in the world, and the European car god is said to have exceeded his speed of 400 per hour, as for how much surpassed, no one in the outside world knows.
It's just that no matter how fast Park Zhenxu's car goes, Chen Feng's car is next to him, as if Park Zhenxu has never accelerated, and the crowd watching the scene is already boiling, and they all shouted.
Some gamblers immediately called to bet, but unfortunately, the dealer is not stupid, just do not take the plate, now even if he is blind, he also knows that this driver with Park Zhenxu is definitely a big dark horse, and the guy who bought Chen Feng 50,000 yuan earlier, has already jumped up excitedly, kept shouting and cheering, a loss of twenty, he bet on 50,000 yuan, as long as Chen Feng wins, twenty times the odds, that is one million.
Park Zhenxu's expression became more and more ugly, but Chen Feng's expression was still as relaxed as ever, for him, there was no difference between a hundred speeds per hour and a thousand speeds, as long as the car could afford it.
If someone has the heart to pay attention to observe at this time, they will find that Chen Feng does not use any driving skills at all, he seems to be able to predict in advance, and even he does not use his eyes to see the road, but yawns, from time to time to drink coffee, what the eyes see and then transmit it to the brain It takes a time to react, but the induction is not needed, Chen Feng can know the road conditions in front even if his eyes are closed, to say that the speed of the body's reaction, who can compare with him, so where does he need to use what driving skills.
The sweat on Park Zhenxu's forehead is getting heavier and heavier, and now his speed has reached 350 kilometers per hour, although the car has been modified, but under this extreme speed, the car has also begun to become light and fluttering, as if the wheels can be out of the control of the ground at any time, as long as one operation is not careful, the car will be destroyed immediately.
In a luxurious villa in Europe, the car god Bruce was tasting fine wine, and beside him was a hot blonde woman, I saw Bruce glance at the TV picture, and the corners of his mouth raised an evil smile and said: "That Asian car god Park Zhenxu is going to lose." ” "What?
Master Bruce, is it possible that some of this Chinese man's driving skills are so powerful?
Even Park Jin-wook is not his opponent?
” Before the game was over, Bruce had already predicted in advance that the Chinese man would win, which surprised the blonde woman.
"Hehe, take a closer look at the difference between Park Zhenxu's expression and this Chinese man?"
Bruce took a sip of his drink.
"That Park Zhenxu seemed to be very nervous, but this Chinese man looked absent-minded and yawned again and again."
The blonde woman also saw the clue after Bruce's guidance.
"In fact, this Chinese man has not exhausted his strength at all, the reason why he has always maintained the same speed as Park Zhenxu is to put pressure on him and create a shadow in his heart, that is to say, this Chinese man intends to destroy Park Zhenxu, if according to the words of the Chinese people, he is a maggot on the tarsal bone."
Bruce's analysis is clear-eyed, but unfortunately, he doesn't know at all, Chen Feng didn't even use Yicheng's strength, in Chen Feng's eyes, he and Park Zhenxu are just playing a boring little game, after all, no matter how good ordinary people's driving skills are, compared to him as a cultivator, Chen Feng is undoubtedly bullying him.
"Master Bruce, since you think so highly of him, do you want to compete with him?"
The blonde woman snuggled up in his arms and fed him a sip of red wine.
"No hurry, no hurry, if he only has this strength, I don't want to waste time with him."
Bruce looked at the picture on TV and said arrogantly.
At this time in Macau, Park Zhenxu has already lost his previous calm and self-confidence, no matter how fast he drives, Chen Feng also drives fast, the two cars are like a pair of one-piece dolls, Chen Feng is neither one step faster than him, nor one step slower than him, Bruce said nothing, Chen Feng just wants to crush his self-confidence, and the Asian car god, Chen Feng wants to make him an Asian quail.
Park Zhenxu has accelerated the car to the extreme, through the lens of the live TV, you can see the speed of his car, ordinary people can no longer keep up with the naked eye, his current speed has reached 36, that is, the highest record he holds publicly.
At this time, Park Zhenxu had time to wipe the cold sweat on his forehead, at this speed, his body had become a little trembling, the scenery outside the window flashed, began to become blurry, there was a feeling that the car was flying, and even the people present smelled the smell of glue produced when the wheels rubbed against the ground quickly.
"At this speed, that weird kid must not be able to keep up, right?"
This thought in Park Zhenxu's mind had just popped up, and he saw Chen Feng's car, he was still controlling the car with one hand, and the other hand was not drinking coffee, but ......
Smoking.
"Oh my God!
The speed of the two cars at the scene has exceeded three hundred and six, they have no concessions, you chase me, this is definitely a dragon fight, look, the audience has stood up, is shouting for them, cheering for them, I didn't expect this unknown driver from China, his speed is comparable to the speed of the Asian car god Park Zhenxu, this is definitely the most exciting car race this year......"
The host had already seen the stunned, but he had not forgotten his duty and was excitedly explaining the situation to the audience.
"What?
His speed ......"
Park Zhenxu's pupils shrank suddenly, and he looked at the red car on his right in disbelief, the speed of the other party was on par with his, who is this Huaxia person?