Collector-type tycoon

Chapter 230 Abnormal results
Honor racer?
Regardless of whether they are ordinary members of the SSTP Super Car Club or committee members of the SSTP Super Car Club, Lin Ziyang and Qian Cheng, who are the vice presidents of the SSTP Super Car Club, both of them are equally confused now.

"Buzz!"

"Buzz!"

Just when everyone was confused, a sudden deafening roar came from a distance.

Everyone heard the sound and went out, only to see four F1 racing cars approaching side by side from a distance.

At the same time, the number of staff at the entire China Overseas International Circuit suddenly increased, and the venue command center, medical emergency center, racing modification center, racing maintenance area, racing protection facilities, and fuel supply stations were all put into operation.

Everyone performed their duties, and everyone looked very serious. A serious and tense atmosphere emanated from them, and then spread to the entire audience.

"What is going on? Where did these four F1 cars come from? Who is the driver who is driving the F1 car?"

"You ask me, I ask who to go!"

"It looks so formal. This is my first time seeing an F1 car!"

"In the global racing field, F1 racing is the most difficult, most exciting, and has the highest gold content. Only by getting No. 1 in the F1 racing competition can you be qualified to be called the car king!"

"Isn't this another surprise created by President Tang? I just heard that in order to allow members of the SSTP supercar club to enjoy the track anytime, anywhere, President Tang directly spent a huge amount of money to acquire China Shipping International The racing track’s shares have become the fourth shareholder!”

"No need to ask, this must be President Tang's handiwork. Hurry up and take a look. I have a hunch that this must be a big surprise. Let's wait and see!"

……

The changes in the scene attracted the attention of everyone present.

Soon, everyone gathered around the track and looked curiously at the four F1 cars slowly driving towards the starting line.

"Brother Yuan, what's going on?"

Xie Chengrun looked at the changes in the scene before him. He approached Tang Yuan and asked curiously.

"I know you're in a hurry, but don't be in a hurry."

"Take a look, you'll know later."

Tang Yuan's smile was slightly mysterious, and he gave Xie Chengrun a pass.

Hearing this, Xie Chengrun had no choice but to be patient and focus again on the F1 car at the starting point of the track.

这四辆F1赛车，全部都是当前最专业的F1赛车，红色是法拉利的F1赛车、黑色是梅赛德斯奔驰的F1赛车、黄色是迈凯伦的F1赛车、绿色是奥迪的F1赛车。

On top of these four F1 cars are four fully armed racing drivers. They are wearing professional racing suits and racing helmets. Everyone is extremely focused and sits on the car like a sculpture.

In such an atmosphere, the originally noisy scene suddenly became quiet. Everyone was looking intently at the four F1 cars on the track, their eyes filled with anticipation.

"beep……"

"beep……"

"beep……"

As the green lights came on one after another, the four racers began to step on the accelerator at the same time, and a deafening roar resounded throughout the venue.

When all the green lights came on, the four F1 cars were like arrows flying off the string, shooting out instantly with extremely fast initial speed.

"Buzz!"

"Buzz buzz!"

Four F1 cars were on the track, forming four echelons in the blink of an eye. They were very close to each other, and they all clung to the car in front.

At the same time, on the huge display screen of China Shipping International Circuit, various data of the four F1 cars were updated in real time. The average speed of each F1 car reached a terrifying 290km/h.

Just compare the track data of Lin Ziyang and others. The average speed of Lin Ziyang and others is not even half as fast as the opponent.

You must know that China Overseas International Circuit has 14 curves with different turning radii. The highest drop on the track is 8 meters, and the highest drop on the top of the slope is 12 meters. Although the theoretical top speed of the racing car can reach 327 kilometers per hour , but that is only limited to straight roads. If anyone dares to corner at this speed, the result will be a car crash and death.

Racing represents extreme speed.

Extreme speed can best inspire human beings' primitive passion and excitement.

The four F1 cars of different colors quickly completed a lap as everyone became increasingly excited.

..."Fuck!"

“No. 4’s track results are actually 1 minute, 33 seconds and 612 seconds!”

“No.1的赛道成绩更是突破了1分33秒，达到了1分32秒839！”

"These four racing drivers are the gods that President Tang invited from somewhere. This is definitely the strength that only the top international racing drivers can possess!"

In the stands, Chen He, who was wearing a peaked cap and sunglasses, couldn't help but scream after seeing the newly released first-lap results. It was difficult to maintain a calm mood.

"what happened?"

"Is this result abnormal?"

Deng Chao knew nothing about F1 racing. When he heard Chen He's exclamation, he turned his head and asked curiously. Others around Chen He, such as Jia Nailiang, Yang Mi, Dilraba Dilraba, Zheng Kai, Lu Han and others all looked at Chen He subconsciously.

"Pervert?"

"Can you please remove that!"

"This result is more than abnormal!"

"This is simply a super invincible pervert!"

Chen He's breathing was slightly rapid, and he looked very excited.

"Don't be tricky, just say it!"

"We're all waiting to hear it!"

Lu Han couldn't help but urge.

“Do you know who the track record holder is at China Overseas International Circuit?”

Facing everyone's attention, Chen He did not answer directly, but asked back to everyone.

"Seems to be……"

"Schumacher, right?"

Jia Nailiang suddenly responded, with some uncertainty in his words.

"Yes, it's Schumacher!"

"This best track record was set by Schumacher at the Shanghai branch of the 2006 Chinese Grand Prix. No one can break it to this day."

Chen He straightened the green peaked cap on his head, smiled at Jia Nailiang, and confirmed his answer.

"Schumacher!"

"God of cars!"

"Really cow!"

After Guan Xiaotong knew the answer, he couldn't help but exclaimed.

"Then do you know what the best track result left by the car god Schumacher is?"

After hearing this, everyone shook their heads in unison, and Chen He obviously guessed that everyone must not know, so after asking, he directly chose to reveal the answer to the mystery.

"1 minutes 32 seconds 238!"

"This is the best track result left by the car god Schumacher in 2006!"

"Now, this No.1 is only 601 milliseconds away from the best track result left by the car god Schumacher!"

Finally, Chen He said every word.

"You said..."

"Aren't these results abnormal?!"

(End of this chapter)