Chapter 642

At this time, Zheng Yan, the smelly girl who was scolded by Meng Dongye, was about to reach her throat.

In order to be angry with Zheng JUNHE, she indulged herself for a period of time. She raced with her friends. At that time, she felt very exciting.

Yesterday, when she was doing theoretical construction, she thought that the speed of the car would be a little faster according to her previous driving experience. Unexpectedly, she was too wrong.

If it wasn't for her safety belt and her driving skills, she would have been able to fly out with people and cars.

Zheng Yan eases her mood by swearing. Her eyes are tightly locked in front of her. After two laps, she feels that she has been able to control the car smoothly.

However, it is not enough!

Looking at Sam's car in front of her, Zheng Yan pushes down the accelerator.

Although Meng Dongye scolded in the grandstand, he never lost sight of Zheng Yan's car.

When he saw the car accelerating suddenly, Meng Dongye frowned tightly and couldn't help scolding: "I told her yesterday that the car is most taboo and anxious. Do you have to wait for the opportunity to overtake? Is it so important to overtake?"

Take care of snow also looking at the car, she at this time is a reaction to come over yesterday Zheng Yan mouth of the event is how to return a responsibility.

In this regard, she and Meng Dongye's views are rarely highly consistent, this bear child is really too messy!

Zheng Yan at this time has no heart to think about snow and Meng Dongye, they know how, she is now a little worried. In front of her, Zheng Yan and Sam don't have a big gap, but when they get to the back, Sam probably knows her way, and the distance between them is slowly widening.

In the last two laps, Sam has already shaken off Zheng Yan and is about to have a lap away.

No, it can't be like this.

Zheng Yan grits her teeth and decides to take a risk.

In the stands, Meng Dongye, who had been staring at the car all the time, suddenly accelerated when it was about to enter the corner, and suddenly felt bad.

"What's the matter? Zheng Yan, are you a fool! Slow down in the corner

Meng Dongye roared out.

But his voice Zheng Yan simply can't hear, even if can hear, he also can't change Zheng Yan's determination.

As a result, Meng Dongye watched Zheng Yan rush to the corner at high speed. For a moment, his heart was about to jump out of his throat.

Zheng Yan didn't get any better either. When she entered the corner, she gently braked, put in the gear and quickly killed the steering wheel. The car suddenly swung, and there was a sharp friction between the tire and the road.

Zheng Yan clenched her teeth, tried to adjust, stepped on the accelerator again, and then quickly turned the steering wheel.

After completing a series of actions, Zheng Yan braved a cold sweat behind her and quickly passed the curve without danger.

The people in the stands were not so good. Meng Dongye was so angry that he didn't know what to say.

What he thought before was that after the game, he had to give Zheng Yan a good beating.

However, after seeing that she pursues stimulation to the point that her life is not the same thing, now I just hope that she can get off safely without anything.

After a thrilling turn and drift, the distance between Zheng Yan and Sam is finally narrowed, but it's not enough.

It's the last lap.

This lap is too critical. If Zheng Yan can't be faster than Sam, she will lose the game.

If Zheng Yan loses, then everything she does is meaningless!

So she must win!

Thinking of this, Zheng Yan is determined to take another risk!

Meng Dongye felt that he would be insane by Zheng Yan in the stands.

He looked at Zheng Yan in the last lap or told to turn, holding his hair, very crazy to roar at the racetrack.

"Stop! Zheng Yan, are you going to die! Just because you get away with it the first time doesn't mean you have the life to do it the second time! Stop it

Meng Dongye yelled, but Zheng Yan's car was still heading like the wind.

He watched the car overtake Sam's car near the corner, and then when the car was turning, because it was too fast, it rubbed against the ground and made a very harsh sound.

Then, suddenly, the car seemed to lose control, and it was driving awkwardly. It even collided with Sam's car. Then, the car quickly rushed forward. With everyone's surprised eyes, it went over the key point and crashed into the wall of the racetrack.

"Damn it

Meng Dongye's heart was about to stop. He rushed to the grandstand and the racetrack, and rushed to the side of Zheng Yan's car with the fastest speed in his life.

He quickly opened the door and looked at the man with helmet buried in the air bag. Suddenly, his heart was tight and he carefully called out: "Zheng Yan?"

The people inside didn't move.

Meng Dongye's breathing slowed down a few beats. He called several times, and the driver finally reacted again.She slowly raised her head and took off her helmet with great difficulty, revealing a small pale face.

With the help of Meng Dongye, Zheng Yan walks out of the car tremblingly.

After reacting, she first asked, "did you win? Meng Dongye, did I win? "

At this time, after Meng Dongye confirmed that she was not injured, he finally couldn't hold back and burst out the long-standing emotion.

"Zheng Yan, what the hell are you doing? Who allowed you to make your own decisions? You don't want your life? I said to brake when turning. Who told you to step on the gas? You are such a big person, can you be sensible, don't always let the people around you worry about it! Don't always give trouble to people around you. Do you know... "

Words haven't finished reprimanding, Zheng Yan shriveled mouth suddenly a embrace Meng Dongye's neck.

She buries in his chest, also finally could not bear, howled the throat to cry.

"Wuwuwu, Meng Dongye, I'm so scared, Wuwu..."

After Zheng Yan's tears fell and her brain calmed down, she was really scared: "Wuwuwuwu, the racing car is so terrible, I'm so afraid of my death. Wuwuwuwu, I'm not with you, I don't want to die..."

Listen to Zheng Yan's cry in the ear, Meng Dongye's originally choked gas suddenly let out more than half.

He frowned tightly, and his uninjured hand hesitated for a long time, and finally put it on Zheng Yan's back.

"Don't cry. It's awful." Meng Dongye's voice was strangely soft, which he had not noticed.

I don't know how long I've been crying. Meng Dongye feels that Zheng Yan's cry is a little bit less. He's just relieved. There's a gruff voice around him.

"Meng Dongye, you coward! Let a woman compete for you, do you still need face! "