256: Chapter 256: You Like to Crash, Don’t You?
256: Chapter 256: You Like to Crash, Don’t You?
“Fuck, you bastard, dare to hit our Brother Fan!”
The viewers of Face-slapping Group were completely infuriated, whether they were at the scene or watching the livestream, veins popping out on their foreheads.
They desperately wanted to rush out and drag Yi Bing out for a severe beating.
Inferior driving skills and yet resorting to such despicable tricks.
Especially seeing the car’s wheels already tipping over, their hearts were up in their throats.
“Please, no accidents!”
Weng Shuang tightly gripped Ye Yanran’s arm, her beautiful eyes filled with immense shock.
“You bastard, that bastard Yi Bing, fuck his grandpa!” Weng Yufeng erupted in anger.
Zhang Fan was the only one who could heal his sister, and if something happened to him, damn it, he definitely wouldn’t let Yi Bing off the hook.
“Hehe, well hit, Brother Bing, well done.”
The members of the Face-slapping Group turned furiously, facing those sixty-plus bruised and battered individuals, and the next moment, they charged out.
Fuck you, motherfucker!”
Two hundred people, at this very moment, exploded with rage.
They clenched their fists and sprinted towards the opposing group.
The sounds of brawling erupted immediately, with screams fluctuating intensely.
At this moment, Zhang Fan’s back broke out in a cold sweat.
The wheels were already thirty centimeters off the ground, the whole car uncontrollably tilting to the left.
With the terrifying impact, the car started to spin.
Zhang Fan’s eyes were icy cold; that bastard Yi Bing still dared to pull such a dirty trick.
Zhang Fan raised his hand and fiercely slammed it down onto the seat to his right.
A very dull sound immediately emitted.
The car shuddered as if struck, jerking violently.
However, this jolt pressed down the rising wheels all of a sudden.
The car spun several times in place, and after a moment, it came to a halt.
Thank goodness, it didn’t flip over.” Wang Xionghui shouted in wild joy.
Suddenly, Zhang Fan’s car forcefully reversed ten meters, the engine’s roaring exciting Wang Xionghui.
“Brother Fan is okay, Brother Fan wants to continue the race.”
“Good job, Brother Fan!”
“Brother Fan is mighty, kill that dumbass!”
A group of drivers stared dumbfounded.
Fuck, can we still play?
That’s unscientific, Yi Bing’s speed was at least over 160 miles an hour; such a collision should have flipped it.
However, the next moment, Zhang Fan’s car executed a perfect drift, passing the last bend.
“Tsch, dumbass, daring to race against me, didn’t you see who I, Yi Bing, am?” Yi Bing’s lips curled up, his eyes sparkling with a fiery glow.
Whether it was the twenty million or the title of being number one, he absolutely could not lose this race.
Knocking someone, heh, I was just a bit too fast, who the fuck told you not to speed up.
However, at the next moment, Yi Bing was shocked.
The deep roaring from behind made him quickly glance at the rearview mirror.
Seeing that black car behind him, his whole body shivered.
“Damn it, he can still catch up, shit, kid, you’ve got a big life, but can you keep up?” Yi Bing growled lowly, his eyes becoming frenzied as he shifted gears and drove the car to its limit.
The roaring engine made Wang Xionghui’s heart hang in suspense.
Did Zhang Fan still have a chance?
The road behind was not challenging at all.
With a distance of a hundred meters, both cars of the same performance, was there still hope?
Yi Bing, this bastard, I’m gonna kill him.” Weng Yufeng roared.
“Heh, this bastard, we absolutely can’t let him get away today,” Ouyang Feng’s eyes emitted an extremely dangerous light.
He’d show this bastard how a fist could punch someone later.
Zhang Fan’s eyes slightly narrowed.
The car’s speed was already at its limit.
He could also tell that Yi Bing was sprinting at maximum speed.
If he continued on the track, there was definitely no chance.
His gaze fixed on the sharp turn up ahead, suddenly the corner of his mouth lifted, and he dashed directly out.
The body of the car trembled, directly leaping from the small mound.
Watching this scene, Wang Xionghui was stunned!
Gosh, what was he trying to do?
Damn, aside from the racing track, this entire area was full of pits and bumps.
Racing cars have very low chassis; racing up there was absolutely a recipe for getting stuck.
Weng Yufeng was also shocked, his eyeballs bulging out as he watched the car soar high, his scalp exploding.
“Shit, shit, shit, is this the legendary flying car?”
“Damn, isn’t he afraid of getting killed in a crash?”
“Shit, this is absolutely like filming a blockbuster, damn it, the guy inside must be a stunt performer.”
“Worth it, this move is straight out of Fast & Furious!”
In the live streaming room, a group of people was already dumbfounded.
Even the racers standing behind Wang Xionghui had their expressions frozen.
Zhang Fan’s car was now seven meters off the ground!
Moreover, the entire car, like a rocket, flew forward.
This drop would definitely end up in the hospital.
Right now!” someone yelled in alarm.
Weng Shuang’s complexion had already turned pale, she could imagine the scene of Zhang Fan’s car crash.
At the same time, she deeply blamed herself.
If it wasn’t for her, Zhang Fan wouldn’t have raced with Yi Bing, if something really happened…
“Damn, look right in front of Fan bro!” Wang Xionghui suddenly blinked, shouting in shock.
A group of racers stretched their necks to look right in front of Zhang Fan.
“Shit, how is that possible, isn’t this kid here for the first time?
How does he know that there’s a track up ahead?” someone yelled out.
“Damn it, leaping forty meters!
“Can he safely land on the track?”
The group of racers was stunned, their eyes glued to Zhang Fan’s car, but completely ignoring the entire track.
Besides, no one fucking dared to fly out forty meters, who would risk their life just to show off?
“Look, Yi Bing’s car!” someone screamed.
Immediately, everyone’s eyes focused on Yi Bing’s side.
At once, the group looked back at Zhang Fan’s car.
Yet just as they denied the possibility, Zhang Fan’s car fell down.
And at that moment, Yi Bing’s car just happened to pass by.
“Fuck, it’s actually going to hit!”
“No way, if Zhang Fan’s car lands on Yi Bing’s car, that’s totally suicidal!”
However, in the next moment, Zhang Fan sneered, he suddenly stomped his foot, and instantly, the front of the car plunged down.
“Shit, Zhang Fan got ahead,” a cry of alarm went up.
Yi Bing only felt darkness above him, as a huge object descended from the sky.
“What’s that?” Yi Bing’s eyes widened.
However, as Zhang Fan landed, he stomped down on the brake.
“You like crashing cars, huh?
Let’s give you a crash,” Zhang Fan violently pulled a cushion from beside him, shielding himself in front, and simultaneously, gripped the steering wheel hard.
A heavenly-shocking crash resounded.