Renxin walked out of the hotel with a cigarette in his mouth. He stretched his arms, cleared his thoughts, and then started walking along the road down the mountain.
Not far away, he suddenly saw a lot of people gathered in an open space. This is not far from the hotel, about 500 meters away, which is also considered the top of the mountain. During the peak tourist season, the parking lot of Fuyuna Hotel is often saturated, and this open space becomes a backup parking lot, so the hotel is here There are also several vending machines, and the drinks are regularly updated, so there is no need for any management.
It was almost ten o'clock at this time. For some reason, many cars were parked here, and a large number of young men and women gathered here. The scene seemed lively.
"Ah! Doctor brother, it's you! We meet again, we are so destined!" This beauty had a scratch on her arm a few days ago, and it was Ren Xin who stitched it up for her. At that time, she wanted to strike up a conversation, but Ren Xin was The heart was blown away, but I didn't expect to meet him here again.
"Wow, who is this handsome guy? Why have I never heard of you mentioning him or introducing us to him?" Several young girls nearby also gathered over and started chattering.
Ren Xin felt that his head was going to explode. He had neither the passion nor the opportunity to interrupt. He could only stand there stupidly and analyze the situation in front of him.
A guy with a mop head and a mustache came over: "Hey, friends, are you here to watch the game? If you are a supporter of the REDOON team, then go to the opposite side and don't harass our cheerleaders."
"I have no idea what you are doing...I'm not interested either, I'm just passing by..."
The man put on a surprised expression, looked Renxin up and down, and said, "No way, my friend, today is the downhill race between our Fuyuna Speed Stars and the REDOON team in the north of the city. This is related to Fuyuna. The honor of being the fastest! It’s very famous! Aren’t you going up the mountain so late at night to watch the competition? Are you here to catch ghosts?”
Renxin blew out the cigarette and closed his eyes with a look of disdain: "A bunch of brats have watched a few episodes of Initial D and want to imitate other people's drag racing, and dare to block roads with just a few walkie-talkies, and now they are asking me This kind of ignorant question, am I not here to find a ghost, am I here to come to you?"
"You! You guy!" Mophead was completely hurt. Although he had a mustache, he had just turned twenty. This team was also formed on a whim. A few friends from college drove cheap second-hand cars. The fastest way to call myself a winter name is just because I live relatively close...
On the other hand, the REDOON fleet in the north of the city is basically made up of famous foreign cars, and they have been professionally modified. These days, you can drive a modified car on the land of China, and no one will believe you even if you say you have no background. Drag racing... …It also requires an economic foundation.
The driver sent by REDOON this time is also a recognized master in the amateur racing world, and his driving skills are absolutely top-notch. In order to show his full contempt for the speed star Fuyuna, the opponent issued a downhill race challenge without being familiar with the route in advance.
Mophead had realized that he had lost his face tonight and decided to go into battle in person. In fact, he was almost as good as those buddies... But now Renxin, a stranger, came to scold him, making him really want to commit suicide. impulse.
"Hey, Mop Head, is this guy the secret weapon you found? It doesn't look very powerful. In fact, you don't have to work hard anymore. It's just the broken Honda you parked there and the one we modified. A BMW fight? It’s just a joke.” REDOON’s provocation before the game was very good. It wiped out the last bit of Mop Head’s energy. Looking at him, he almost cried. If it hadn’t gathered so many spectators. , he had already given up.
"This is the foot of the mountain, no vehicles pass by."
"This is the second arc and there are no vehicles passing by."
"This is the S4 curve, there are no vehicles."
"This is the first arc. There is no...oh, there is a red Ferrari heading down the mountain."
"This is the S4 curve, and there are still no vehicles."
The person from REDOON took the walkie-talkie and asked: "Did you see the wrong side of the first arc? S4 is very close to your side and I didn't see the vehicle."
"This is the first arc, it's possible... Maybe my eyesight is dazzled, what I saw just now... is indeed a bit blurry."
"Okay, continue reporting at other corners."
"This is Lizard Bend, no traffic passes by."
"This is a U-shaped hairpin bend, no traffic passes by."
…………
"Track, ALLCLEAR! The race can start at any time."
Mophead sat in his old Honda and pulled up to the front. His car looked like garbage next to the bright silver BMW. Mophead's expression at this moment was also in stark contrast to the other driver's. The other driver seemed to be standing on some kind of imaginary podium and was pouring champagne, while Mophead's face seemed to say "This person has been constipated for a long time."
"Every unit is ready to start the countdown, five seconds countdown..."
"Wait." Renxin walked to the side of the Honda and opened the door. The mop head looked at him blankly.
"Come down."
"You...what?"
"Don't you want to win REDOON? Come down."
The mop head came down for some reason, and the voice echoing in his mind was: He was saved now.
The other driver rolled down the car window and said to Ren Xin, "Huh, it's a broken Honda, it doesn't matter who is driving it."
Renxin tilted her neck and looked at him: "I hope you can finish the race with your life..."
Both cars had started, and the sound coming from the BMW's engine was very tense, like the roar of a wild beast, while the Honda driven by Renxin made a sound like an asthmatic old man.
"Countdown ready, five, four, three, two, one, let's go!"
The REDOON driver stepped on the accelerator and rushed out. The BMW picked up speed very quickly and was more than ten meters away from Renxin in the blink of an eye. The Honda car could only shift gears step by step and gradually speed up to catch up. The top speed is only 180, which is the limit that can be reached on the highway. However, the opponent's BMW almost took less than five seconds to reach a speed of more than 100 kilometers. Even Renxin was shocked. I feel a little weird.
After turning the first corner, the distance became even wider. Renxin could only vaguely see the taillights of the other party's car. He put one hand on the steering wheel and continued driving. The other hand picked up the intercom in the car and said, "Mop the mop." Head, mop head, are you here?"
At this moment, Mophead and his teammates Daniel and Erhu were standing with sad faces, waiting for the bad news of failure to come...
"Yes, yes, by the way, what do you call my friend?"
"My name is Ren Xin. I have some questions for you. You should be relatively good at cars, right?"
"Well...please call me the theoretical driver mop head..."
"That's good. How much do you know about the other party's BMW?"
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