My Cold And Beautiful CEO Chapter 165

Chapter 165 - Defeat

The difference in strength was soon apparent. However, after only a few minutes of running, there were only a third of the cars left that could keep up with his speed. All of them were the world's top professional racers.

Of the remaining ten or so cars, the one that posed the greatest threat to Qin Wu was naturally Peter, who was driving the silver Bentley. Not only was he not left behind by Qin Wu, he was getting closer instead.

After all, whether it was the cost and performance of the two cars, the silver Bentley was much better than the BMW M3. Furthermore, Peter had modified the silver Bentley and added it into the nitrogen system.

The reason why Qin Wu was able to shake them off easily when he started was mainly because of his extremely fast reaction speed as well as his meticulous movements. That was why he had taken the lead.

However, as time pa.s.sed, the performance of the car became apparent. Even though the speed of the BMW M3 was not slow, its speed could not be compared to the speed of the top modified cars.

"Peter this kid, his skills have improved a little, not bad not bad not bad, but if he wants to win against me, he's probably thinking too easily." Qin Wu mumbled as he seriously operated the car in his spare time.

Mu Qianjun, who was at the side, was completely unaware of all of this. To her, the mirror was the only thing that allowed her to chase after Qin Hao, yet, Qin Wu was driving the BMW M3, which left her feeling both excited and happy. She couldn't help but cheer Qin Wu on, "Brother-in-law, do your best! The people behind are about to catch up.

Fortunately, only the front part of the Heavenly Gate Mountain road was a relatively smooth road. The rest of the road was filled with winding, rugged roads, and the terrain was dangerous. It wasn't just a matter of looking at the performance of the car. A driver's performance was of utmost importance here. Once there was a mistake and the car slowed down, one would be destined to be left behind.

Thus, after another five minutes, the remaining ten-odd cars were further and further away in the rearview mirror. Qin Hao's superb technique had created a certain distance between them, and only Peter's silver Bentley was still being bitten to death, and it was certain that it would fight against Qin Hao.

In the current circ.u.mstances, Peter was known as the car G.o.d. The world champion who could win the underground car race was not an undeserved reputation. Otherwise, it would be impossible for him to leave so many professional racers behind.

It was a pity that he encountered such a monster like Qin Wu.

Time pa.s.sed by in a race against time. The place where victory was decided was right in front of them. It was also the most dangerous area of the entire Heavenly Gate Mountain Range. The 18 winding paths were arranged in a tight row, and the distance between each curve could be adjusted by the riders to a distance of no more than 10 meters.

Don't think that ten meters is a very long distance. If you follow the speed of Qin Wu's group, you would only be able to adjust the speed between 0.1 seconds and 0.2 seconds before you enter the next bend.

Moreover, the other side of the 18 corners was a cliff. If there was any mistake, it wouldn't be as simple as being thrown off like before. It was highly likely that the car broke through the fence and fell down the cliff and got killed.

Therefore, even when facing such a dangerous situation, the riders would subconsciously slow down. After all, they were gambling with their own lives. If they made a mistake, they would never be able to turn back.

Looking at the mountain path getting closer and closer, Qin Hao didn't have the slightest worry or fear. He casually glanced at the silver bentley in the rearview mirror as the corner of his mouth formed an evil smile. He fiercely stepped on the brakes and turned the steering wheel at the same time.

Immediately after, Qin Wu stepped on the throttle and, at the same time, corrected the steering wheel as he slid out of the bend, seemingly not slowing down at all.

This was no longer just a race car, but a constant challenge to the limits of the BMW's M3 tyres as they swam back and forth in a game of grappling and skating. Accompanied by the roars of the high-powered engines, the wheezing of the turbines, and the wheezing of the relief valves, it made one's blood boil and scream.

Just as Qin Wu turned the corner and started to madly drift, the silver Bentley followed him in with a horizontal drift.

Inside the Bentley, Peter's expression was extremely ugly. He could not believe that there was actually such a monster in this country. He did not want to lose. Besides that person, he had never lost a single time. In his heart, the only person qualified to defeat him was that person.

However, that BMW M3 gave him too much of a shock, not inferior to the man back then. It had to be known that this was an ordinary, unmodified old BMW.

Such a car was actually able to run at an astonis.h.i.+ng speed, and it was also able to perform a brilliant teleportation at a distance of less than ten meters. What was even more frightening was that it did not slow down at all, as if it was something that defied common sense.

Crazy, the driver of the BMW M3 is absolutely crazy! He was risking his life! Wasn't he afraid of losing control of the car's speed and falling off the cliff, causing the car to be destroyed?

Not only Peter, as long as they were watching the match, the spectators who were watching Qin Wu drifting about couldn't help but have such a thought.

Anyone who knew a bit about cars would know that no matter how skilled a driver was, it couldn't completely replace the performance of a car, much less any kind of car that could drift.

The cha.s.sis was unstable, and the rear end was too light. If the car exceeded its limit and the car's speed was too fast and forced to drift, there would only be one consequence, and that was the car lost control and flipped over.

However, this BMW M3 did not seem to need to follow this law. It had grasped the relations.h.i.+p between the speed limit and performance, and had used the worst performance to run at its best speed.

This kind of person could no longer be called a person. Instead, he was a machine that was good at calculating. He could control the speed, performance, angle of curve, etc. to the extreme. He was a machine that could calculate with the slightest degree of precision.

Peter was truly unconvinced. After all, he was the world champion. Driving a modified silver Bentley was not a match for an ordinary BMW car. It was a huge joke.

He did not believe it. He decided that he must surpa.s.s the BMW M3 before the 18 curve was completed.

In the blink of an eye, the two of them had already run through half of the 18 bends. Piet's performance could be said to be perfect, and it was even more than his usual performance, causing the distance between the two of them to get closer and closer. After all, the world champion's car skills were also not for show.

Apart from the two of them, the rest of the racers were left far behind. From this, it could be seen the difference in strength between the two of them and the other professional racers. In front of them, professional racers weren't worth mentioning at all.

The outcome had been decided!

Everyone understood in their hearts that the champion of today's S Cla.s.s compet.i.tion was chosen between the BMW M3 and the world champions. The driver behind them no longer had any chance to get involved.

Swing the tail, pendulum, sweep the wall, approach, chase.

His every movement was natural, relaxed and at ease. His speed was almost unaffected by his movements. Mu Qianjun's heart was in his throat as he was agitated and nervous. He was extremely shocked by Qin Hao's shocking driving skill.

But even so, she didn't dare to relax even a bit because in the rearview mirror, the silver Bentley was getting closer and closer. Every time they crossed a curve, the distance between the two was closer.

Looking at the speeding BMW M3 in front of him, Peter felt like his eyes were on fire. He was filled with fighting spirit and he was very excited because he had met a monster like opponent who was almost no weaker than that man.

The last bend!

A decisive battle!