บท 277: The Technique That Propelled Him to Fame

"F*ck! What was that?"

Old Tang's racer, who had originally been ahead of He Lefeng as he'd continued to block his path, watched in amazement as the silver car swerved at a brilliant angle and glided smoothly past him.

It seemed as though He Lefeng had overtaken him out of convenience. Just out of convenience!

What was more outrageous was that the silver-colored car was… still drifting at an alarming speed!

How did he manage to do that?

At the moment, that scene seemed rather familiar. He had seen it somewhere before.

…

Meanwhile, in the VIP room…

"F*ck. That rascal He Lefeng could do that?"

Pei Yutang got a shock as he gazed at the screen, which had zoomed in on the action, in awe.

"Hold on… Why does this look so familiar? I've seen this somewhere before!" a ZH1 member exclaimed with a look of disbelief and amazement on his face.