Chapter 421 - A Tornado (1/2)
“Incredible! Queen has kept her car under controlled—she has managed to stabilize her Maserati at the very last second; she has not lost control of her car, folks! The car did not flip over… it did not flip over… it did not flip over… I’m even repeating this three times—it’s just unbelievable! Okay, the car is still on the track, and Queen has taken the same approach as the Trumpchi, mimicking it to every detail. Did Queen closely observe the Trumpchi taking the Devil’s Corner in the previous laps? She must have figured out from there the best way to power slide into the inner lane drift. If that is the case, then our Queen is a true master racer in her own right!”
The commentator, a tall and skinny man, was ecstatic as he enthusiastically screamed in the mic, keeping the crowd abreast with the ongoing action and sharing his insights on matters of interest. “Look, the Queen has overtaken Wolf King and regained the first place! Well, well… what can we say here. If there’s one phrase to describe Queen right now, it would undoubtedly be—pick yourself up from where you’ve fallen,” he waxed, “Mastering the Devil’s Corner is the key to winning in this circuit, and as long as the queen makes no major mistake from hereon, and just maintain her lead, then she will win this race hands down.”
“Nice one, Queen!”
“She is absolutely fantastic!”
Although many people were behind the Trumpchi as a result of its amazing performance, many of them were still happy to see Shen Qingyan do well, so they all started cheering loudly for her.
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“You picked it up from observing him?” Su Li asked.
“Yup, that b*stard is quite a freak! To be honest, nobody ever tries to go on the inside at the Devil’s Corner, and I wouldn’t have tried until I saw him do it. After watching him closely, I figured out how.”
Shen Qingyan openly admitted how she managed to pull it off. At such a sharp and narrow bend, most drivers would’ve preferred to shift down to initiated the drift, but Xiao Luo chose to power over instead and induce the oversteer right at the turn. This required a sudden and quick increase in power, and it had to be just the right level, or his car would have gone into a spin. That was what she had observed in Xiao Luo’s perfect drift through the inner lane, and she applied it precisely as he had done.
Su Li listened but remained quiet. She looked back, hoping that Xiao Luo would come roaring behind them in his Trumpchi. Her expectation of Xiao Luo was naturally higher now, with the recent revelation of his many talents.
Lei Shijian was seething in his Porsche as he couldn’t believe that Shen Qingyan had passed him, and refused to accept that she had. “That b*tch actually pulled off such an advanced technique! I thought I had this race in the bag with the NOx injection system, but she still managed to pass me at Devil’s Corner… what the f*ck!” he snapped.
“Boss, it’s okay. Even if Queen wins, so what? It’s the Trumpchi that we can’t allow to win, or else it will cost us five million dollars to settle the bet we made,” his co-driver moaned.
“Damn, didn’t you see that even when he caught up at Devil’s Corner in the last lap, I still managed to overtake him before the end of it. In this lap, we’ve already passed Devil’s Corner, and I don’t even see him yet. He’s still far behind, and he can’t catch up, fat chance he’s going to pass me!” Lei Shijian scowled.
“I know, I know… but please just be careful, boss, that dude’s freaky as f*ck.”
“Stop being so noisy, you’re f*cking annoying me!”
Lei Shijian glared hard at his co-driver, and that was enough to shut him up immediately.
In the Trumpchi, Su Canye was pouting and throwing up a tantrum like a crybaby. “We can’t win at all, the difference between those sportscars and this domestic Trumpchi is like heaven and hell. You can’t possibly make up the large difference even with your skills,” he cried.
“Can you keep that useless mouth of yours shut for once?”
Xiao Luo snarled at Su Canye as he kept his eyes on the road, feeling vexed and finding the incessant whining from Su Canye unbearable. The Trumpchi was now heading towards Devil’s Corner, and Xiao Luo was once again taking the inner lane at breakneck speed as he prepared to make the turn.
Su Canye didn’t stop whining as he found something else to carp about. “Brother-in-law, you’re going too fast, it wasn’t this fast the last time… slow down, slow down! If we take the curve at this speed, we’re done for. Please, slow down, I don’t want to die at such a young age!”