Chapter 228: Hell-Level Race

uction!"Zhang Xiaoxin's heart felt like ten thousand horses were galloping through it, even though she was deeply dissatisfied, she could only hold it in for now!"Well, it's normal for new and old emp...Du Ming knew exactly what kind of level that Ferrari was, even if it wasn't the latest model, it was a real driver's car.

How can their little train compare

Thinking, Luo Ningxi hurriedly grabbed Li Bochen's arm and winked at him frantically, "We're here for the full moon wine party, right Let's go quickly, don't waste time."

Luna, seeing her expression of disapproval, suddenly had an idea.

Ningxi, both Li Chen and the others have said this, they must be very confident. Why don't we just give it a try Anyway, the full moon wine is still some time away, let's treat it as a team building activity.

Lu Ningxi originally didn't want to pay attention to her, but hearing her insane attacks, he almost wanted to slap her.

"People are still waiting for the feast to begin, what's the comparison If you want to watch a race, go to a professional racetrack!"

"It's fine, wife." Li Bochen interrupted her at this time, his voice lazy and indifferent. "Since some people want to be abused, then I'll indulge him."

But…

Li Bochen lowered his voice, "With so many people watching, if I back down at the last minute, I'll be even more embarrassed. Rest assured, I know my limits."

"I'm afraid your sense of proportion is strained! Lu Ningxi said anxiously and angrily, "If I had known earlier, I would have bought you a better car. A bunch of sycophants! They only look down on people!"

Li Bochen was amused by her adorable expression. He looked seriously into her eyes and asked, "Don't you believe I will win"

"You can just try your best. It's not a big deal if you lose, after all, the hardware conditions are there, and you're not a professional driver, safety first..."

Listening to the woman chatter incessantly in his arms, Li Boche helplessly rubbed her head.

"Baby, just wait and see the show."

Back in the day, he was an amateur race car driver abroad. Although he hadn't been on the track for a long time, dealing with someone like Du Ming was child's play.

……

The racetrack at the manor, located on Pan Mountain Road, is a notorious dangerous stretch in the industry. At a glance, several bends wind their way up.

"Who do you think will win this competition"

"Still guessing That's a Ferrari, what could possibly beat it"

"I heard this road has been the site of a fatality."

The clamor of discussion reached Luo Ningxi's ears. She pursed her lips and looked up at the overcast sky, catching a whiff of sea air with her nose.

Wouldn't it rain

Li Bochen stood by the car, his hawk-like eyes narrowed slightly, wondering what he was thinking.

Du Ming had someone specially bring him a set of protective gear. As he put it on, he walked over and saw Li Bochen's appearance. A mocking smile curled up at the corner of his mouth.

"What, scared If you're scared, just admit defeat quickly. Don't put on a facade in front of women, or you'll end up dying without knowing how!"

Du Ming walked closer, intentionally lowering his voice.

"Kneel down and beg for mercy right now, and maybe I'll find an excuse for you, save you some face."

Li Bochen scoffed disdainfully, not even bothering to give him a glance. He turned and got into his car.

"Damn, what's with the act"

Du Ming cursed and leaned against the car, putting on his helmet in a dramatic fashion, which elicited several screams.

Two cars lined up at the starting line, and the atmosphere became tense.

With the flag falling, Du Ming's car shot out like a bolt of lightning, kicking up a cloud of dust and leaving Li Bochen behind in an instant.

Cheers erupted all around, yet Luo Ningxi's tightly furrowed brows remained unyielding. This mountain road looked treacherous; although Li Botong was used to the thrills of the entertainment world, what if something dangerous happened!

At this point on the track, Du Ming thought he had it in the bag. After a lightning-fast start, he glanced at the rearview mirror and saw that he had pulled away from Li Bochen by a significant distance, so he felt smug.

He was gripping the steering wheel, playing a game of cat and mouse, deliberately hindering Li Bochen's car from moving forward.

Li Bichen went left, he also went left; Li Bichen went right, he also followed right, just not letting Li Bichen overtake him. He even intentionally positioned his exhaust fumes in front of Li Bichen's car, a silent taunt.

Just then, the increasingly gloomy sky could no longer hold back the thin clouds. Fine raindrops began to fall, and the cold wind started blowing relentlessly.

This makes an already dangerous track even more difficult to navigate, akin to a hellish level! sent by Miss Luo."Mo Yao wasn't very familiar with fashion design, but even as an outsider, he couldn't help but be amazed when he saw Luo Ningxi's design drawings."Miss Luo is truly amazing. Both he...