Chapter 192 Racing Car Blocking the Road

Qin Wutong held the steering wheel with both hands and stared at the road surface of the track. In order to win the race, Qin Wutong had already exploded with all his strength.

beep! beep!

Suddenly, the intercom in the car rang.

"Young Master Qin! That person is catching up!"

What? Did you catch up?

Qin couldn't shake his hands, and the front of Ferrari shook suddenly.

As his heart tightened, Qin Wubu had a cold sweat on his forehead, and quickly straightened the steering wheel.

Taking a breath, Qin couldn't try his best to calm his emotions, and asked into the walkie-talkie, "Where is he now?"

"Now he is the thirteenth, behind Liu Ergou."

Thirteenth?

Qin couldn't breathe a sigh of relief. He looked at the road sign from the corner of his eye, and it was almost the end.

Qin Wu couldn't show a smile on the corner of his mouth, and he stepped on the accelerator, and the speed of the car increased a little, Ye Yu was too late!

"Wait! He has surpassed Liu Ergou!"

In the walkie-talkie, an anxious voice sounded, as if shocked.

Qin couldn't help but jump in his heart, so fast!

Song Weiqi looked at the reflector, a strange color flashed in his eyes, and now he could see the shadow of Ye Yu's sports car from a distance.

Qin couldn't grasp the steering wheel with both hands, facing the intercom, and asked a little anxiously, "Now? Where is he?"

There was a burst of exclamation in the intercom, "He, he is now in ninth place!"

Qin couldn't smack the steering wheel hard, and shouted sharply, "Stop him! Don't let him catch up!"

Sitting on the comfortable seat of the sports car, Ye Yu put one hand out of the car window and held the steering wheel with the other, leisurely looking at the panicked car in front of him.

With super mental arithmetic and physical fitness that surpasses the average number of people, it is difficult for such a racing car to arouse Ye Yu's desire to race.

squeak!

The several sports cars in front of Ye Yu suddenly changed their orientations and stuck tightly to the front of Ye Yu's car, blocking Ye Yu's forward direction.

Frowning, Ye Yu turned the steering wheel, changed the angle, and prepared to pass the car.

squeak!

The car in front suddenly accelerated and blocked in front of Ye Yu again.

Is it intentional?

Ye Yu sneered, "Do you just want to stop me with such a trivial means? Qin can't do it, you're just as capable!"

With a swing of the front of the car, Ye Yu drove the sports car like a ghost, silently crossing the roadblock car.

What?

The racer looked at the taillights of Ye Yu's sports car in shock, "It's so easy to get past the block!"

Another racing car was approaching in front of him, Ye Yu moved slightly away, preparing to avoid his obstruction.

But the car did not deliberately stop Ye Yu.

Wei Wei looked over in surprise and found that the driver was a young man with dyed silver hair.

What kind of manipulator Tang Fei does he seem to be called?

Ye Yu didn't think much about it, the sports car passed directly over the racing car driven by Tang Fei, and chased towards Song Weiqi in front of him.

"Beep! Beep!"

Qin couldn't get in the car, and the intercom rang again.

An ominous premonition rose in his heart, and Qin couldn't ask with a slight trembling, "He, where is he now?"

"Young Master Qin, we didn't stop him. He is now third, right behind Song Weiqi's car!"

Qin couldn't abruptly raise his head and look into the rear-view mirror. At this moment, Ye Yu and Song Weiqi were already neck and neck.

Song Weiqi watched Ye Yu drive up next to him and was slightly surprised. Then he dropped the car window and shouted to Ye Yu, "Little handsome guy, consider my proposal, you won't suffer for a night!"

Ye Yu glanced at the flat-chested beauty rider and smiled politely, "I'm sorry beauty, we won't make an appointment."

After speaking, the ghost sports car rushed forward, passed Song Weiqi, and went straight to Qin Wangbu.

Qin couldn't hold the steering wheel with trembling hands, as if he was about to be paralyzed in the next moment, and murmured, "He's catching up, he's catching up!"