The camera was pulled back a second ago.

Two extremely similar 911s are slowing down and entering a corner.

Chen Yuhang's RS performance is better and he is ahead of the body, so he has already grabbed the outside track and obtained the best cornering angle.

The laggards are always passive, Huang Xu only has two choices left-

Either follow behind RS, give up overtaking, and look for another opportunity on the turn.

Or take the risk of entering the corner early and give full play to the advantages of light weight and more flexible cornering.

Today was a very miserable day for Huang Xu and everything went wrong.

I don’t know if it was because Lin Weiwei was in the car, or because she had resentment towards Chen Yuhang, she was extremely fed with Wang Yan, and it was even possible that the two glasses of dry wine she had drunk before were still not evaporated...

In short, at the moment when Huang Xu was supposed to make a decision, his mind became hot and he turned in advance and prepared to grab the bench.

Actually, this is not a very wrong choice.

The limit speed of this curve marked on the track description is 55 kilometers per hour. Huang Xu's dial shows that the current speed is 54, and the speed of the brake-in-turning is about 48. The average speed of the whole section is about 50, and the space is still abundant.

Uh...it's plenty for experts.

Huang Xu was not particularly sure of completing the entire set of high-speed cornering technical movements. The probability of rushing out of the track is as high as 50%, and he can succeed twice.

So, it's purely a fever.

If you change an opponent, you will see Huang Xu so strong, and there is a high probability that you will make it happen. Anyway, the performance of RS is good, so it doesn’t matter if you suffer a little loss.

However, Chen Yuhang was driving RS. With this guy's irritable and reckless personality, he didn't know what cowardly is.

So, the two cars were at the turning point in front of the curve, approaching to a distance of only 80 cm.

At this moment, an accident that no one expected happened... A naughty child threw a flat can outside the field.

Then, with a dull "bang", Huang Xu's GT3 hit Chen Yuhang's RS, and Porsche's millisecond-level airbag instantly popped up, and the two of them lost control of the vehicle at the same time.

Immediately afterwards, the GTR behind rubbed the butt of one of the 911s, and two red sports cars began to swirl.

The incident happened too suddenly and too quickly, and outsiders could not see who made the mistake. They saw two 911s tangled and rolling all the way and hit the protective wall.

There are gravel speed bumps outside the track, and tires are hung on the protective wall as cushioning. However, when the accident occurs, these two things are useless at all.

Two seconds later, one 911 was overturned in the gravel, and the other was even more funny, and it was tilted down on the protective wall. The common point was that it was extremely damaged.

"Damn!"

Wu Fanlin jumped up and was stunned.

"Ahhhh!"

Screams from the ladies were deafening.

"Speak up! Where are the staff?!"

Someone is looking for it like a headless fly, mentally retarded, if there are staff members, this can happen?

The scene was messy, and Fu Yushi and Nawu were worried, so they grabbed Wang Yan's arm and kept shouting: "Wang Wang! Wei Wei..."

"You two stay here, don't run around!"

Wang Yan gently spread the fingers of the two girls, turned around and rushed to the protective wall.

The base of the protective wall is cement, roughly chest-high, and barbed wire is installed on it to facilitate viewers to watch the event.

Every 10 meters away, there is a gap in the barbed wire mesh that can accommodate one person through.

Wang Yan jumped to the gap in a few steps, jumped into the venue, and rushed to the scene of the accident at a very fast speed.

Mama!

Lin Pingzhi, don’t get into trouble!

The 79 was activated with all its strength. In less than 10 seconds, Wang Yan crossed a full 80-meter distance and arrived at the scene of the accident.

Both cars were red 911, and Wang Yan couldn't tell the difference when the license plate was not visible, so he rushed to the closer one.

The front of the car rushed down and hung upside down on the barbed wire mesh of the protective wall. The front of the car was very scary.

Wang Yan didn't understand that this was the carbon fiber material characteristic of the sports car. He was worried that he found that the co-driver's door was stuck in the tires and immediately walked around the cab.

The driver's window was broken, but the driver was sandwiched in the air by the seat belt and airbag, so he couldn't see his face clearly.

Wang Yan immediately opened a piece of airbag and finally saw the driver.

The one who was unlucky was Chen Yuhang, who had been thrusting for 20,000 or 80,000 yuan, now drooping his head, his nose bleeding fell, and his eyes were swollen.

Seeing Wang Yan, a trace of hope flashed in Chen Yuhang's one-eyed eyes, as if the joy of living in a desperate situation.

"Brother, please help!"

"I'm sorry, I'm disturbing!"

Wang Yan thoughtfully covered the airbag back, turned around and ran away.

"Then what, you can turn a magic trick on yourself!"

...

Now there is only one 911 that has been overturned, so you will never admit your mistake. Wang Yan went straight to the co-pilot.

When we arrived at the place, several drivers of racing cars were already running over and preparing to help.

However, Huang Xu's 911GT3 is in a worse condition than that RS.

The front of the car was broken and the overall was overturned, but the doors were transformed and the windows were intact, so people couldn't get out at all.

The worst thing is that Huang Xu's car has been lightweighted and sacrificed a lot of protective performance. The most direct consequence is that the oil pipeline hidden in the chassis has broken and gasoline is flowing, penetrateing into the inside of the car body.

At the same time, white smoke was still emitting inside the engine.

Wang Yan, who had never seen this scene before, was instantly furious and was about to smash the car window immediately.

"Brother, brother! Don't be excited!"

Someone immediately grabbed Wang Yan.

"Brother, we have tools in our car, wait a moment!"

"Yes, the doors are made of metal frames, and it is difficult to disassemble now. Don't worry."

"We have to consider the safety of the personnel inside. If there is any injury on the body, violent demolition may cause secondary damage..."

A total of three drivers rescued here, which was very clear, but they had no specific idea when discussing it. They just rushed back to the car to get the tools.

Wang Yan didn't care about competing with them, so he immediately lay on the ground and wiped a car window.

Lin Weiwei's condition looks OK. Huang Xu's stupidity finally didn't remove the roll cage in the back seat to reduce weight. The entire seat is very straight, and airbags of all sizes are completely popped up. Lin Weiwei only showed half of her face outside.

The moment I saw Wang Yan, this carefree girl in the imperial capital instantly filled her eyes with tears.

The first sentence shows weakness.

"Wow, I'm afraid..."

"Don't be afraid, build an army."

"What?"

Lin Weiwei was confused.

"Which birthday is yours?" Wang Yan smiled relaxedly as he tried his best.

"Dimme!" Lin Weiwei understood and rolled her eyes suddenly, "It sounds so ugly..."

Seeing that her physical condition and mental condition were very good, Wang Yan finally felt relieved and grinned.

"Your hair is dripping down and rolling your eyes, do you know what?"

Lin Weiwei didn't say anything and suddenly bit her lower lip.

The dog's face was rubbed with a lot of dust, and his grin was not only not handsome, but also a little silly.

But those two rows of white teeth were so bright that they were a little dazzling.

Wang Yan was about to solve the mystery when a little fat man ran over and said, "Brother Wang, I, there is only one wrench in my car..."

Wang Yan looked up in shock, and was really convinced by these amateur wild pheasants.

Brother Wang was very embarrassed and comforted him: "Don't panic, buddy, 911 is an explosion-proof fuel tank, and the oil transmission line has an automatic locking and cutting function, so it is unlikely to burn it."
Chapter completed!