Chapter 2047: Chapter 2047: Is He Crazy? (First Update)
Seriously, Wood was scared shitless.
His own car, what kind of crap is it, doesn’t he know?
Moreover, he’s been playing with this car for over two years.
It was modified by his own hands, all the parts were configured by himself.
This damn thing, can it really accelerate so fast?
Come on, he’s been racing for over two years and never had it accelerate this quickly.
You know, in racing, acceleration at the start is crucial.
Once the race begins, even a one-meter lead can be a huge advantage.
But now Zhang Fan, compared to when he goes full throttle, within a second, has surpassed him by at least five meters!
Five meters, do you know what that means?
This damn thing could literally decide the outcome.
At this moment, Wood was really doubting whether this car was his own.
After all, Zhang Fan only fiddled with his car for about ten minutes.
How could such a short time unleash a speed that he himself couldn’t achieve?
This is damn unscientific.
Meanwhile, Peng Zhan and his friends were completely dumbfounded.
To put it mildly, inside them, a massive upheaval was occurring.
What the hell is going on?
Could there be a mix-up with the person inside the car?
Since they often race with Wood, they’re extremely sensitive to car speed.
They can tell the speed in a glance.
At this moment, how could they not know that Zhang Fan’s acceleration has completely blown Wood away by fifty blocks?
Also, the performance of Wood’s car, wouldn’t they know?
How could it have such speed?
"Little Wood Bro, when did your car become this badass?" Wang Qing had a ghostly look.
Wood took a deep breath: "Don’t ask me, I’m completely clueless right now."
Upon hearing this, Peng Zhan and his group fell into deep thought.
At the same time, over at Tsinghua, countless pairs of eyes were wide open.
Watching the lightning-fast shadow, their mouths twitched involuntarily.
Mamma Mia, is Zhang Fan really cursed?
How is it that he knows how to do everything?
Does he even want others to live?
Plus, you idiot, racing this badass, just before you were pretending with Xiong Wei?
Just go for it directly!
"Wei Bro, come, have a cigarette first, I’ve already set the stopwatch for you. In three minutes, make sure to teach Zhang Fan a lesson so he knows that there’s always someone better!"
A young man pulled out a China cigarette, handed it to Xiong Wei, then fished out a Zippo lighter and lit it for him.
"Don’t worry, if Zhang Fan doesn’t streak this time, I’ll kneel and call him dad!" Xiong Wei sneered.
Upon hearing this, Tsinghua’s crowd turned their heads, looking at Xiong Wei and his group as if they were idiots.
Tsk tsk tsk, a bunch of clueless people.
Still dreaming of seeing Zhang Fan streak? You must be sleepwalking.
"Hehe, is that so? Why don’t you guys take a look at the track now," Chen Cheng sneered.
"Pfft, what’s there to see on the track? Did Zhang Fan crash?" Someone from Beijing University sneered.
"Hehe!" Chen Cheng chuckled coldly, then raised his hand and called out, "Brothers, step aside, let the guys from Beijing University see what a true champion looks like."
Swish swish swish!
The crowd from Tsinghua at the front spontaneously made way.
"Pfft, a champion, huh? Will they die if they don’t brag?" Someone from Beijing University laughed sarcastically.
In the next moment, he looked over at the track.
One glance and his eyes widened into circles.
"Damn!"
The cry suddenly exploded.
This shout made Xiong Wei’s hand twitch, and the cigarette butt fell directly into his shirt collar.
"Damn it!"
Xiong Wei jumped up, hurriedly pulled his shirt open, and shook it.
"Damn you!" Xiong Wei glared round-eyed, gritting his teeth.
Feeling the burning pain in his chest, he wished he could smack that guy dead.
"Wei Bro, Wei Bro, look quickly!" The person beside Xiong Wei raised his hand, pointing toward the track’s direction, stammering all over.
"Look at what, damn it, what’s there to see with that trash Zhang Fan?" Xiong Wei grumbled with a dark face.
Meanwhile, the crowd from Beijing University curiously looked over.
One glance and everyone was dumbfounded.
Zhang Fan’s car, like lightning, rapidly darted through the track.
"Damn!"
"Damn!"
The cries kept echoing.
"Hmm?" Xiong Wei furrowed his brow and raised his head next moment.
But soon after, Xiong Wei also shouted.
"How is it possible that trash Zhang Fan could be this fast?"
Such speed, even he couldn’t achieve!
Is this still the same Zhang Fan as before?
"Damn, how could it be so fast?"
"Isn’t Zhang Fan a newbie?"
"Damn, did he fool us?"
"Damn it, shameless, utterly shameless! This bastard, how could he be so shameless!"
The crowd from Beijing University was all furious.
At this speed, it’s just like an experienced driver!
"Wei Bro, we’ve been fooled!" a young man beside Xiong Wei shouted.
"Scoundrel! Scoundrel!" Xiong Wei roared.
At this moment, his heart was bleeding.
Three minutes, three minutes!
After three minutes, Zhang Fan might have finished the race.
Even if he hasn’t finished, does he still have a chance to catch up?
Doesn’t this mean he’s definitely going to lose this time?
Thinking of this, Xiong Wei’s face turned pale.
You see, the bet is whoever loses has to streak.
Looking at the reporters holding their cameras not far away, his body shook violently.
If it gets exposed...
No, it will definitely get exposed.
No way, no way! Must get in the car immediately!
Immediately, Xiong Wei turned around and opened the car door!
Seeing this, the crowd at Tsinghua shouted angrily.
"Xiong Wei, don’t screw us over. Three minutes as promised."
At the same time, countless people rushed toward Xiong Wei, dragging him from the car.
"Let go of me, let go of me, when that scoundrel Zhang Fan was tricking me, why didn’t you stand up."
At this moment, Xiong Wei was on the verge of madness.
Three minutes?
Even one minute, he couldn’t necessarily win.
If you lose, you have to streak.
"Hehe, we don’t care about that. Letting Zhang Fan have three minutes was what you said yourself." someone sneered.
"How does that saying go? ’Even if you cry, you still have to finish what you’ve put on yourself.’ Sorry, that’s for you."
"Brothers, hold him down, get the stopwatch ready, not even a second less than three minutes!"
The crowd at Tsinghua was completely ecstatic.
It was at this moment that a startled shout suddenly erupted.
"Damn it, is Zhang Fan crazy? There’s a one hundred degree bend ahead, and he’s not slowing down?"
"Damn it, only twenty meters left."
"Is he looking for death? Our track barrier isn’t dirt but piled stones. Crashing into it, is he sick of living?"
Peng Zhan, Wang Qing, Wood, and the others turned pale!
(Lately been doing Immortal Cultivation at midnight, don’t wait up, the remaining two Chapters will be very late. Don’t rush the updates, this month, it’ll definitely be completed. Over thirty Chapters, it’s not the first time there’s been debt. Emmmmm!)
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