"That's your classmate? Why did he ask people from the Oriental Convoy to run with you?"

"Because I was not convinced after losing, I asked someone to find the place."

Hearing this, Lu Ningping smiled silently: "It seems that the times are really different. You can drive sports cars and race cars in high school, and you can also hire semi-professional drivers to help you. I remember the first time I came into contact with cars, and I was in the army. I didn't even know what sports cars were like."

"There's no way, who told that idiot to have a rich father?"

Zhang Yifei complained, and then continued, "Uncle Lu, I'll ask the guy when the people from the Oriental Convoy will arrive. Don't waste your time even if you get it done early."

"You go."

Zhang Yifei pushed open the car door and got out of the car, walked over alone. Li Tao's eyes were always on Zhang Yifei. He seemed very arrogant and calm on the surface, but he was actually very panicked in his heart. After all, he was crushed in his driving skills, and he had never had this kid in a fight in the class. Even in chasing girls, he was not as shameless as Zhang Yifei!

All-round defeat has left Li Tao no longer with the psychological advantages he had before, so the surface arrogance is more of a bluff.

"Where are the guns you are looking for?"

Zhang Yifei didn't talk nonsense and just got to the point.

"It's only past nine o'clock now, why are you anxious? Want to lose early?"

Li Tao is still tough. According to the custom of mountain roads, it usually starts after ten o'clock, because there are basically no vehicles going up the mountain during this period. This is the current economy in the mainland is relatively backward. If placed in Hong Kong Island or Japan, it usually starts after twelve o'clock, and it is the most intense time at 1:30 in the morning.

"Lost? You're so cute."

"Fuck, what did you say!"

Zhang Yifei's tone instantly angered Li Tao. His attitude was completely teasing the little kid, which made Li Tao unable to bear it!

Seeing Li Tao's angry look, Zhang Yifei smiled jokingly. He was originally playing with Li Tao. Compared to his old fucking fuck, Li Tao was the normal high school student in the late 1990s. He was too poor in mind and knowledge. It was normal that Zhang Yifei crushed him.

Just as Zhang Yifei was fighting with Li Tao, a car light shone over, and another sports car went up the mountain. This light naturally attracted Zhang Yifei's attention. He guessed that it was someone from the Oriental Convoy who came over, but when the car approached, he saw clearly that it was a Nissan 300zx, and the Hong Kong Island license plate on it clearly indicated who the owner was.

Xie Tiancheng got out of the car, ignored the others and walked directly to Zhang Yifei, with a slutty smile on his face. To be honest, this bad smile made Zhang Yifei have an illusion, and for a moment he felt that this kid really looked like Edison Chen.

"Why are you here? Are you planning to run together?"

Zhang Yifei first asked, and he had decided to run away with the people from the Oriental Convoy, so he didn't bother to have one more, so he just got on the board together.

"No, I just want to run alone with you. Today I'll come here to see how you outperform Shen Dong of the Oriental Team."

"Do you think I'll win?"

"Yes, my intuition tells me that you will win."

"Then your intuition is quite accurate."

Zhang Yifei replied with a smile, he was not a modest person himself.

"By the way, you just said Shen Dong of Oriental Racing Team, do you know this driver?"

Zhang Yifei has not known who his opponent is so far. Li Tao has been playing mysterious things and wants to create an atmosphere of masters to scare him. Zhang Yifei is too lazy to cooperate with him to ask about his tricks. Anyway, it doesn't matter who his opponent is. The winner will be himself tonight.

However, since Xie Tian has already said his opponent's name in Chengdu, Zhang Yifei doesn't mind asking more questions: Knowing yourself and your enemy will never be defeated.

"I don't know him, but I ran with people from the Oriental Convoy once. He was also on the scene. In my impression, he is arrogant and arrogant, and his driving style is crazy. Please be careful when you run with him later. He will do anything extreme if he doesn't."

Xie Tiancheng was kindly reminding Zhang Yifei that the other party was likely to not play according to the rules. The biggest difference between street racing and professional racing may be the word "rules". This does not mean that street racing does not talk about rules, but that the lower limit of street riders is their own morality, but once they become professional, the consequences of playing tricks will be much more serious.

Some drivers with poor reputation will make some dangerous actions when they feel the pressure. For example, if the rear car overtakes forcibly merge, the two sides have the risk of a collision to force the rear car to give up overtaking, or if they encounter other vehicles or opposite vehicles, they need to change lanes and do not turn on any indicator light to remind the rear car because the vision limits the rear car does not have enough reaction time, which is also a very dangerous situation.

Generally, in a fixed circle, other drivers who have a poor reputation will choose not to run with such people. However, in unfamiliar territory and both parties are not familiar with each other, they can know the other party's habits in advance, so that they can at least be psychologically guarded and avoid some risks.

So Zhang Yifei nodded and thanked Xie Tiancheng, but he didn't take it too much, just like a ten-point drop. In the face of an absolute gap in strength, the secret moves are useless.

Seeing that Zhang Yifei didn't seem to care much about it, Xie Tiancheng did not continue to remind him. Anyway, everything he should have said has been said, so it will be up to how Zhang Yifei dealt with it.

More than ten minutes later, a irritating exhaust sound came over. Zhang Yifei frowned when he heard this exhaust sound. You should know that the exhaust of a general performance car focuses on low roars, which makes people feel the mechanical power contained. And this is completely a high-pitched howl. Who is so stupid and so noisy? Are you planning to blow up the street?

Soon the sound went from far to near, and a Nissan GTR rushed to the top of the mountain parking floor. The letters from the Oriental Convoy on the body directly told the visitor the identity. He was the gunman found by Li Tao, Shen Dong of the Oriental Convoy of the East China Sea.

Zhang Yifei did not pay attention to Shen Dong, but focused on this GTR. If he was familiar with any Japanese sports car in this era, except for Fujiwara Takumi's famous AE86, the second one might be the Nissan GTR. This is the car that Shawn Yue played the role of Nakamoto Satoshi Nakamoto in the movie "Initial D".

At the same time, Zhang Yifei also remembers Teacher Chen's famous line: "Although your GT-R has a very heavy horsepower, the front of the car is very heavy. There are so many sharp turns on the Akime Mountain, and you will definitely push your head every time you enter the bend, especially for the last five hairpin bends, you will not be sure of the best route every time. Unless you can overcome this problem, you will not be able to beat my FC!"

In addition to the influence of movies and comics, GTR has survived the most difficult moment of Japanese sports cars. While other Japanese manufacturers' performance cars were discontinued in later generations, GTR rose against the trend and surpassed the four Japanese king-level sports cars in one fell swoop, becoming the famous "God of the Ultimate War". Zhang Yifei even drove GTR more than once.
Chapter completed!