Chapter 417 - Devil’s Corner (2/2)

The commentator saw the pass from the screen and shouted excitedly, “He’s done it! Wolf King has overtaken Queen with a hair-raising maneuver at the Devil’s Corner! Oh, my, this is way too awesome, simply crazy!”

“Do your best, Wolf King, you’re the best Wolf King!”

“Overtaking Queen from the inner lane and stabilizing the car using the NOX injection—it seems like Wolf King had been planning to overtake Queen at the devil’s corner right from the start.”

“Wolf King is well-prepared this time, it looks like the winner of this match is going to be no one else but him, hahaha…”

The audience at the foot of the mountain and online forum became excited and fired up as if they had just been injected with adrenalin.

As the Porsche was overtaking the Maserati, Lei Shijian turned to Shen Qingyan and smile lewdly at her through the window. No matter how anyone looked at it, the smile was nothing less than creepy—like telling Shen Qingyan to be obedient and wait to be conquered tonight.

All of a sudden, a fierce din of screeching tires and tortured suspensions came from behind the two supercars…

When Lei Shijian and Shen Qingyan looked through their rear mirrors, they were both shocked beyond words.

“What the hell! Are my eyes playing tricks on me? Is that the… what is the Trumpchi doing here?” Lei Shijian screamed.

Shen Qingyan was in absolute bewilderment because, in her mind, Xiao Luo’s Trumpchi had long been out of the race. How was it possible for him to still catch up? What was happening here?

Could it just have materialized out of thin air?

Shen Qingyan was bamboozled, and she simply couldn’t think of any other possibility.

Back at the foot of the mountain, the commentator was equally shocked and looked as if he had just seen a ghost in broad daylight. Quivering as he held on to his microphone, he screamed, “Oh… oh, my God! What did I just witness, is that… is that the Trumpchi?!! How… how did it catch up? It’s doing precisely what the Wolf King did, it’s drifting in the inner lane at the Devil’s Corner! But Wolf King had a NOx injection system, so did he install it as well? If not, how could he have the nerve to drift in the inner lane without decreasing his speed? That is equivalent to committing suicide!”

It wasn’t just the tall and skinny young commentator who was stunned; the entire crowd at the foot of the mountain and the fans following closely through the forum were all in a stupor. The Trumpchi that they all had given up on was now catching up like a ghost—it was plain eerie, and this almost seemed supernatural!

“How in the world did he manage to catch up?”

“No, it’s more like, how is it even possible for him to catch up!”

“Don’t tell me that Trumpchi is also a modified supercar? Perhaps, it’s only the shell of the Trumpchi on the outside, but underneath, it’s a suped-up race engine!”

“That’s not possible, just from the sound of the engine, you can tell that it’s a production car. And, besides, it had a very slow start, so there’s no way that it’s a modified car.”

“Then explain to me how in the hell it can catch up with Wolf King and Queen?”

“Absurd, this is absolutely absurd!”

It was explosive! Everyone at the foot of the mountain and the fans who had been following through the forum was amazed. They were all trying to figure out what happened. How was it possible for the Trumpchi to catch up? Could it have received help from the spirits, and did the Devil’s Corner finally live up to its name?