Chapter 348: Rampage

The G65's starting speed is really not slow. The three cars almost sped out side-by-side until 100 meters away.

In a straight-line acceleration, it was no less than the President and TT.

Then, the three cars cut into the first wide corner.

In a regular racing track, the road asphalt particles were bigger, the flatness was higher, and the friction grip of the tires would be stronger. Professional drivers would therefore choose to decelerate more in the wide corners, instead of drifting.

The key point was that the friction itself was already high, and if you drifted, you would lose a lot of kinetic energy and speed, and it would take more time to accelerate again.

On the circuit, even 0.1 seconds was counted.

If it was a natural turn, in order to reduce the loss of deceleration, the best way was to cut the outer corner, stick to the inner line of the circle, and cut the outer corner after the turn --

The goal was to make the curve as close to the straight line as possible. The smaller the curve was, the less the loss of speed.

The President and TT did the same thing. TT was the first to slow down and cut the outer corner. The President gave way, and moved all the way behind Wang Yan, meaning to let the G65 take the second turn.

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Young Master Wang chuckled, went to the middle line, and accelerated.

F*ck!

Big brother, what were you doing?!

Not only Chun Guang and Xia Yu were confused, the audience outside the track collectively exclaimed.

This speed wasn't enough to turn the corner!

It would run out of the track!

Everyone was exclaiming in surprise when they saw the G65 squeak. With a swing of its big buttocks, it made a big curve and followed the TT out of the curve. Then...

The President stepped on the accelerator and overtook it.

They had no choice but to drift out of the curve and accelerate. The result was bound to be the same.

"F*ck, what was Wang Yan going after..."

One of the brothers muttered, not knowing whether to laugh or cry. Liu Zixuan sneered and continued, "He's just pretending to be cool! How cool is drifting?"

His best friend smiled Evilly and poked at Chuxin. He raised his eyebrows, and Chuxin shook his head and smiled. He did not say anything.

Hei Hu replied coldly, "You're thinking too much. Testing performance is not a competition. Of course, you can run whichever way you like."

Everyone thought about it and nodded.

"Right, we're thinking wrong. Testing cars is not just about extreme acceleration. We have to consider all kinds of complicated situations. Young Master Wang is quite clear-headed."

"That drift just now was a bit interesting..."

"Yeah, the front of the car is very straight. Young Master Wang's technique doesn't seem like a newbie, right?"

"Indeed, he doesn't seem like a newbie. He controls every aspect very well."

"Ai, this is the first time I've seen a big G drift. I feel like it's the real culprit. Cool!"

"Next turn, next turn. Look!"

The straight road that was dozens of meters long was quickly exhausted. The three cars were about to enter the next turn. The road surface was very narrow, and the angle was very small.

Chun Guang and Xia Yu realized that Wang Yan was measuring the drift data, so they also responded.

The two of them were really good. Each of them chose a different way of turning based on the performance of the car.

TT was a all-wheel drive car. It drifted at a large angle from the outside, and it had a high initial speed and a high turn speed.

The President was a rear-wheel drive car, and it drifted at a small angle from the inside. The drift distance was the shortest, but the loss of speed from the turn was huge.

Just from this point alone, it could be seen that the two people's understanding of racing cars and cars was truly high.

What would Wang Yan do?

Everyone was sweating for the young master.

The G65's self-weight was too heavy, and its center of gravity was too high. It was simply not a car model suitable for drift.

If the tires were locked too tightly, and the centrifugal force was too strong, it could turn over at any time.

Especially in a small corner, the risk of forcefully drifting was extremely high.

As an experienced driver, Young Master Wang naturally knew what to do. However, the system mission was there, so he could only take it head-on.

Looking at the initial speed of the TT drift, it was about 65 to 70. Wang Yan felt that the Big G would not be able to do it, so he carefully slowed down to about 60 and drifted in the same outer line.

Halfway through the drift, the body of the car was still not stable, and the upper half was leaning out heavily.

No!

It would definitely flip in one or two more seconds!

Young Master Wang's heart skipped a beat, but he did not panic in the face of danger. He immediately released the brake and pressed a little bit on the accelerator. In less than a quarter of a second, he continuously adjusted the steering wheel angle and stepped on the brakes halfway again.

The audience outside the stadium saw it clearly. They saw the G65 suddenly lose control halfway through the drift, and its upper body swayed. Then, it slid forward, and then it swung its tail to drift again. It scraped the outer lane of the driveway, straightened the front of the car, and roared out a turn.

"F*ck!"

"Single-bend double-drift?!"

"F*ck, where did this god come from?!"

The audience who knew about cars went crazy and cried out.

Normally, two drifts was not an extremely difficult move. The second-generation people present were all experienced and knowledgeable, so they would not be so shocked.

But what kind of car was that on the track?!

F*ck, it was a huge metal box that weighed 2.7 tons, the G65!

Driving an F1 racing car, drifting six times in a row in a turn, everyone would only give a thumbs up and praise: "Expert".

But seeing the G65 staggeringly drift past the turn twice, almost controlling it to the limit of not turning over, who wouldn't be dumbfounded?

Zhou Jianwu stared at Hei Hu with his eyes wide open, the distance between his eyes seemed to become wider.

"Hu Zi, what exactly is Young Master Wang doing?!"

Brother Hu, a man of few words, said in a deep and calm voice, "He's my new underling. What do you think? Is he alright?"

"Bah!"

He was spat on by a group of people.

...

The next curve was still drifting and swaying as he passed the finish line.

When Wang Yan got out of the car to check the tires, Hei Hu was singing loudly.

"I'm floating and you're swaying, rootless weeds..."

Wang Yan turned around and raised his middle finger, causing a wave of laughter.

Following that, everyone started shouting at the same time.

"Young Master Wang, you're so cool!"

"You ran so well! Good job!"

"You're so awesome, let's do another lap!"

Chuxin slowly walked to Wang Yan and reminded him with concern, "Little Brother, don't drive so hard in the next lap, it's too dangerous."

It was indeed a frightening sight to behold. He had been running on the edge of the overturned car several times.

Wang Yan saw that there were many people filming the video, so he did not take off his helmet and nodded at Chuxin.

"I know what I'm doing. Thank you, Sister Chuxin!"

"You're trying too hard!"

Chuxin rolled her eyes and glanced at Wang Yan from the corner of her eyes. Coupled with her slightly wrinkled nose and right-twitching expression, she had the charm of a mature woman and the cuteness of a little girl.

Compared to a 19-year-old girl, a 23-year-old girl had a completely different feeling.

No matter how mature Liu Li, Wei Wei, and Miao Miao were, they all had the naivety of a young girl in the prime of their life. They did not have the demeanor of an older sister at all.

Chuxin was different. In her mind, she had the kind of tolerance and doting toward her younger brother, and her age was just right.

Young Master Wang felt that it was strange, and he chuckled evilly.

Anyway, with the helmet shielding him, he was not afraid of being seen.

Young Lady, it was hard to say who was older between the two of us..

Bracket: Mental Age.

Just after they chatted for a bit, the speed test result was out. Zhou Jianwu clicked his tongue in wonder.

"Brother, the lap speed is 4 minutes and 49 seconds, which is equivalent to an average speed of 69 kilometers per hour. It's strong!"

"That slow?!"

Young Master Wang could not help but frown and ask back.

"Brother, it's not slow anymore, okay? Take a look at what kind of car you are driving and how many times you have to drift around the corners unnecessarily!"

Chuxin nodded as well. "The highest lap speed record is the 1:32 held by the Schumacher of the F1 race car. The amateur lap speed record is the 2:17.81 held by the young master of the Pan family and he was driving Rafa. "Brother, if you don't drift around randomly, you should be able to run into 3.5 minutes. That's not slow at all."

After a pause, she comforted him, "You're the only one in the country who can use the G65 to drift. When they upload the video later, it'll scare a lot of people."

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"That's right!"

Hei Hu grinned and continued, "Do a good test in the next lap. Don't drift. Try to run at a lap speed of 3.5 minutes!"

3.5 minutes...

Young Master Wang calculated silently in his heart. It was about 93 kilometers per hour.

F*ck!

It was still not enough to make up for it!

F*ck, why was the lousy task so difficult!

It was unbearable.

Running laps on a regular track and cross-country pulling force were two completely different concepts.

The speed of drift on the track was too much. It was not practical at all. If one wanted to run well, one had to reduce unnecessary drift.

Unless it was the narrowest reverse bend, one could only consider using drift to block the position.

However, Young Master Wang had no other choice!

The requirement to break a card was to drift when there was a bend. What should he do?!

Fine, die hard!

"It doesn't matter. I don't really care about the lap time. I'll measure the limit of the drift and turn again. It's quite interesting..."

Young Master Wang stubbornly tried to find an excuse for himself. No one thought too much about it and firmly believed him.

"Young Master Wang, your mentality is good enough!"

"I'll die of entertainment, Bro, you're a player!"

"Little Brother, you really like to play and win... put on a protective suit, or else you are not allowed to drive so fiercely!"

Chuxin's suggestion was the most reliable.

The G65 was not a professional racing car, and the seat belt was not six-point protection. The feeling of wrapping the seat was not good enough, so it was extremely uncomfortable on the track.

Especially when drifting at high speed through a bend, the centrifugal force shook Wang Yan hard.

His 79-point physique was able to withstand it, but his body was not stable, which affected his operation.

When he put on the protective suit, the angle would still be tilted, but the safety would greatly increase, allowing Wang Yan to be more daring in his movements.

Zhou Jianwu and the others were very professional, they had everything.

Looking at Wang Yan's figure, Zhou Jianwu directly ordered his underlings, "Go and bring my Sparco protective suit to Young Master Wang."

Wang Yan did not reject the other party's good intentions. He shook hands and thanked him, "Thank you, Brother Jianwu."

"You're welcome. Safety comes first. There's not much of a difference between our figures. You deal with it and wear it. Later, if you have time to join our club, I'll order a set for you."

Wang Yan glanced at the banner hanging above the track and asked without knowing whether to laugh or cry, "Running team?"

"How can that be! It's the SSCC."

Zhou Jianwu's blushed and hurriedly explained, "That banner is for today's small gathering, it's not official! Chu Xin, Chun Guang, Xia Yu and I are all members of the SSCC, Shanghai Supercar Club!"

Hei Hu laughed until he patted his belly.

"Running group... It's hard for you guys to think of it..."

Chuxin raised her eyebrows. "Why, do you have a problem with it?"

Oh, he found the right person. It was the great beauty's suggestion.

Wang Yan hurriedly interrupted to ease the situation. "Brother Hu, aren't you a member of that SSCC?"

Zhou Jianwu put his arm around Hei Hu's shoulder and gave him a thumbs up.

"Hu Zi plays even more high-end than us. He's the real boss of Shanghai's Watch Circle! He's from overseas and has seen a lot of big scenes. He doesn't really care about the small fights of the domestic supercar clubs."

"What do you mean by I don't think much of it? I just don't like racing, I don't have the talent."

Hei Hu shook his head and smiled. He seemed very humble, but in fact, there was a hint of arrogance that he didn't show.

Wang Yan's heart moved.

Sigh, it looked like the playboy-like Hei Hu's background and strength were even more extraordinary than he had expected...

Thinking about it, it should be so. With just one sentence, Zhou Jianwu and the others opened the venue to accompany Wang Yan without any complaints. It could be seen that his status was indeed not ordinary.

What kind of organization was the Shanghai Supercar Club? Whether or not they wanted to participate in it could be discussed in the future. Right now, the most important thing was how to run as well as possible.

With the help of his big brothers, Wang Yan put on his protective suit and stepped onto the G65 once again.

"Come on, Big Brothers, the second lap!"

...

The second time they ran on the same track, the road section was more familiar, the operation could be more daring, and of course, the result would be improved.

However, the problem of deceleration due to drift stall was still there. If it was solved, it would never run fast.

5.45 km turn down, the final result is 3 minutes 48 seconds, less than 90 km.

It was difficult, too difficult.

After getting off the car, everyone was celebrating and congratulating Wang Yan's good result.

To be able to use the G65 drifting the corner for such result, it was indeed amazing, and could be called magic.

The speed of the President and TT was much faster, but there was no comparison.

Chun Guang and Xia Yu were very convinced themselves. They gave Wang Yan a thumbs up.

Master Wang himself was frowning.

No way...

If he were to challenge it in his current state, at a speed of 80 kilometers per hour, 10 million for the car would only return 8 million.

The loss was not much -- it could even be considered a profit.

Spending two million to get a G65, a 11111 license plate, and 1,000 EXP, how worthwhile it was?

Was the blood money good!

However, it was a rare opportunity to recover his HP, and Master Wang was not willing to stop there.

If he worked hard and ran to 120 kilometers per hour, he would earn two million. Was it not good?

However, how could he improve the result?

The drift deceleration was too f*cking unsolvable...

Actually, there was a way -- the Prince Charming's talent still had a skill slot that was empty. As long as he threw in the pilot mastery skill, it would probably have a huge increase.

However, Wang Yan was reluctant.

For that measly two, three million, wasting a talent skill slot was not worth it...

After hesitating for a long time, Young Master Wang looked at the [ drift big G ] card. In less than 15 minutes, it would lose its effect, so he could only sigh silently and accept it.

Stepping on the starting line again, Young Master Wang calmed himself down and opened the card.

"System, challenge the test drive!"

[ Card has been opened. ]

[ You have purchased a test drive model. The challenge result will be returned in cash according to the rules. ]

[ After testing, the current track complexity is far more than the normal test drive venue. Your challenge result will be multiplied by a difficulty factor to obtain the final enhancement. ]

[ The difficulty factor is divided into two parts ——]

[ the basic factor is 1.75, which comes from the complexity of the track. ]

[ The technical factor is not fixed, but comes from the comprehensive evaluation of various techniques. ]

What the heck!

Didn't that mean that the final result will be multiplied by at least 1.75?!

How much is the speed of 120 kilometers per hour multiplied by 1.75?

210 kilometers per hour!

21 million yuan cash reward!

Aiyo, it wasn't worth it just now, but it was now!

In less than six days, the office building would be auctioned off. Seeing that the gap was getting bigger and bigger, and Panda TV might not be able to pay the signing bonus in time, 20 million yuan was just enough to solve the urgent problem.

Wang Yan didn't have any more worries and directly threw the [ driving mastery ] skill into the [ prince charming's talent ] skill pane --

The third talent skill was freshly released!

Just looking at the name alone, it made Wang Yan's heart jump with fear and joy as he started to think about Crab God...

[ Rampage Car God ]

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