Now, there were only four cars left in front of Chen Guang!
At the very front was Ah Yuan's Volkswagen. He had performed well today, maintaining first place. Even though his lead over the cars behind him was minuscule, he had protected the local racer's pride.
In second place was the expensive McLaren P1, which was a complex of black technology with superior power.
Up until now, this car was still the most technologically advanced car in the competition. Apart from that, its driver was also very smart.
Unlike Ah Yuan, who had unwillingly fallen to fourth place in the previous round, this guy had deliberately controlled his ranking to third place in the previous round. This was to obtain a position in the second row this round, which would allow him to suppress the matte GTR.
Apart from these two, there was a Subaru Leopard WRXSti and a BMW M4 respectively.
Just as everyone was looking forward to how the matte GTR would slaughter the two cars in front, a sudden change occurred, causing an uproar.
The Subaru and BMW actually slowed down their acceleration, and instead adjusted their parking spots, driving side by side!
Were they brazenly teaming up to suppress the invincible GTR?
This kind of behavior was enough to disqualify or even be banned in a regular competition.
But in a gambling competition, there were no written rules about this.
This was an underground drag race where both parties wore protective suits and wielded fancy rapiers. Furthermore, they had to compete on a rectangular platform where both parties had to fight back and forth with each other while wearing protective suits and wielding fancy rapiers.
Although these two's behavior was shameful, if they couldn't even deal with this kind of situation, how could they become the underground kings worshiped by the unruly racers?
Four years ago, on the same track, facing the same situation, Diesel had chosen to explode on the accelerator, turning his Ford GT, which had been completely transformed into a heavy cannon, into a meteorite, crashing into the two rascals in front of him.
He had used his American-style violent philosophy to maximize the power of the muscle car, sweeping away the two overconfident stumbling blocks on his road to becoming the king of cars.
So what would the matte GTR do today?
"F * ck! B * tch! "
Chen Guang was pushed back by the two bastards and tried to pull the inside lane. The two cars decisively cut to the inside lane and pulled towards the outside lane. In the end, the two bastards did not even care about their pride. They would rather lose straight line speed and pull to the right side!
In this kind of two-lane race, it was already very troublesome to have a car in front of them blocking them from overtaking them. With two cars blocking their way, it was simply a trap.
Chen Guang changed directions several times, but he was blocked by the two grandsons.
Chen Guang was infuriated. "Did you two bitches take my money?!"
He had not guessed wrongly. The two of them had indeed received money.
The driver, who had locked his car yesterday, promised the two of them that if they could work together to push GTR out of the top four, he would give them two million each.
Apart from that, the two of them also knew that they would definitely be defeated by this invincible GTR if they were to compete based on pure strength.
Instead of that, they might as well use this dishonest method to force him out of the top four. This way, they would be able to keep their place in the top four and get a share of the prize money. They would also be able to get cash from the driver. Why not?
Perhaps some people would think that the battle to protect the car had not even begun. Chen Guang wanted to break through the heavy encirclement of the king of cars and successfully win for seven days in a row.
However, to the driver, who had a temper and character, if you make me unhappy, I don't lack money. I can also protect my car so that you won't even be able to enter the battle to protect the car!
Bullying a big shot who can't run a corner race!
I'll throw money at you!
In a regular race, taking money and breaking the rules would, of course, be condemned by everyone and banned from the race.
But I'm sorry, this is the racing heaven of the underground world. We only have one rule: the winner takes all!
Even if the racers in the BMW M4 and Subaru Leopard WRXSti were beaten to death by the kings of cars who had come all the way here to protect the car, it would not change the fact that the GTR had lost its chance to become the king of cars.
Then, faced with such a situation, what could the driver of the matte GTR do?
His GTR was not as violent as the Ford GT. It could not be like Diesel, who could forcefully smash through the obstacles on both sides!
It was not just the ordinary audience that thought this way. Lu Fei was not any better. Even the kings of cars who had gathered together could not think of how the matte GTR could break through this situation.
Under the lens of the helicopter, the three cars were almost squeezed together.
Although the absolute speed of the three cars did not slow down much, Ah Yuan's Volkswagen and the other McLaren P1, which were running at the very front, still took advantage of the situation and accepted the gifts from the Subaru and BMW.
If Chen Guang could not break through the blockade of the two thieves in front, the gap between him and the carefree Volkswagen and McLaren would only continue to widen!
"I'm very familiar with this scene, Silver Sparrow Siting."
A deep and hoarse voice suddenly sounded from behind the kings of cars.
Everyone turned to look, only to see a sturdy bald man with a smile on his face slowly walking over.
Farrant moved the fastest. He turned around and walked in the direction of the bald man with a smile. "Uncle Diesel, you're finally here."
Diesel extended his fist and hammered Farrant's chest. "Why, your father is not coming?"
Farrant nodded. "He's not coming. From now on, I will inherit the name of Sonic Shaq and continue to be famous throughout the world!"
Diesel only patted his head. "Kid, the king of cars doesn't recognize who your father is. What you want, you have to rely on yourself to fight for it."
Farrant's face turned red, a hint of unwillingness flashing in his eyes. However, he did not dare to argue with Diesel, and could only obediently stand behind Diesel.
The others also greeted Dominic Diesel, who had arrived late, with unconcealable fear in their eyes.
Diesel also nodded to the crowd, and immediately stood in the middle of the crowd, continuing to look up at the huge screen.
On the screen, the matte GTR that had created a legend a few days ago was still being suppressed. He seemed to be at his wit's end.
"Being suppressed like this, even Brother Racing God can't do anything, right?"
Ah Jie said worriedly.
Lu Fei did not reply. Although she felt the same way, another thought kept popping up in her mind.
In this world, absolutely no one could block his path forward!
What would you do?
Just as Lu Fei asked silently in her heart, Chen Guang suddenly gave her an answer!
This answer came so suddenly, without any warning.
Chen Guang's GTR, flew!
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