The Strongest Face-Slapping King in the City-Chapter 639: Terror

"Fuck, fuck, fuck, here we go again!"

"Does this kid really have a death wish?"

"To survive a collision at 200 mph is nothing short of a miracle, and he’s speeding up again. Even if he’s that lucky, it’s going to be GG!"

"It’s not about his luck; it’s about the car! Did you guys notice that even at that speed of 200 mph, the car only suffered minor damage? The front was just a bit dented; that’s the real deal!"

"Memory metal! I think this car is going to defy the heavens, damn it, I’ve never heard of anyone using memory metal in a car before."

"Motherfucker, what kind of car is this? I’ve never seen that Dart logo before!"

The voices of the discussion grew more and more intense!

The discussion spread from the live stream directly over to the car enthusiast club!

When they heard this news, their first reaction was!

Damn it, has he gone mad?

A 200 mph car crash, unscathed?

Who the hell are you kidding?

Immediately, there was a chorus of swearing!

"Fucking dumbasses, do you really believe this kind of thing?"

"I could maybe believe surviving a crash at 100 mph, but 200 mph? Do you think I’ve never driven a car before?"

"Exactly, I had an 80 mph crash last time, and my car was in the shop for three months! It forced me to buy a new car! At 200 mph, that’s definitely a total wreck!"

People who witnessed the scene firsthand were gritting their teeth in anger!

I saw it with my own eyes for chrissakes!

"Don’t believe me? Come to live stream 4***51 yourself and see, they’re going to test speeds over 200 mph again, fuck, why would I lie to you? I’ve been driving for six or seven years!"

"What? Someone’s live streaming? Shit, I’m going to watch right now, and if you’re fucking with me, I’m going to kick your ass!"

Suddenly, the number of people in the live stream room shot up from two thousand to fifty thousand! And it was still rising.

When they saw the wrecked car, each and everyone’s heart shook violently.

Fuck, could it really be true?

"Does anyone with some real clout want to tell me what’s actually going on?" someone asked in shock.

"I don’t know, fuck off..."

"Clear the area!" Wu Chao bellowed, then immediately went back to the window. His eyes burning with fervor, he said to Zhang Fan, "Safety first!"

Zhang Fan nodded, "Of course I know! My life is damn valuable!"

Wu Chao also smiled in agreement.

Tianfan Group, worth nearly tens of billions. As the sole heir, how could Zhang Fan not be valuable!

What’s more terrifying is that the dread Bai Xi holds in the business world; if anything happened to Zhang Fan on his watch, he’d never be able to explain it!

At the same time, Ouyang Feng, Dong Yu, and Hua Ji walked over, "Zhang Fan, maybe you should stop?"

Zhang Fan shook his head, "Relax, an old hand is at the wheel, there won’t be any flipping, just watch."

Looking at Ye Xuan’s worried face, Zhang Fan got out of the car, walked up to her, wrapped his arms around her waist, and smiled, "Relax, what’s going to happen to me? This will be our ride in the future, if we don’t properly test it, how can we drive with peace of mind!"

Ye Xuan pouted, "But, that’s not how you’re supposed to test it!"

"Rest assured!" Zhang Fan embraced Ye Xuan, looking towards the people clearing away the debris, his eyes shining with a keen light.

The 200 mph collision, and sitting in the driver’s seat, he did not feel the slightest discomfort. The impact was minor, no pressure at all.

It was the upcoming 300 mph collision, that was going to be an exponential increase in intensity.

"Brother Chao, it’s OK!" Wood sprinted over, his eyes burning with fire as he looked at the wreck!

A 200 mph crash, and yet, just some minor damage.

With any other car, it would just be a scratch!

What kind of car was this built to be?

At this moment, he finally believed that this car cost nine hundred million to build!

Just the safety factor alone was worth it!

However, how many people could afford it?

"OK!" Zhang Fan gave a thumbs up and jumped back into the car.

"Vroom vroom vroom!"

Listening to the engine noise, people who had just entered the live broadcast room instantly exploded.

"Damn, damn, damn, I’ve never seen this engine before?"

"Fuck, it sort of sounds like a racing engine! But, it’s more stable than a racing engine! Shit, could it be a custom-made one? Especially crafted for this car?"

"That’s possible, and, this car’s model is a bit larger than the average sports car. The design of this car should be to add weight. So it doesn’t float away due to being too fast."

"Did you notice this car doesn’t have aerodynamic design to cut through the wind? This shouldn’t be! This would seriously affect the speed!"

"Could it be intentionally designed like this? To use air resistance to slow the car down?"

"Holy shit, seriously? There’s such a strategy? Don’t people now prefer faster cars?"

However, just then, the car moved.

Seeing the car zoom off like blue lightning, everyone’s heart hung in suspense.

"Two hundred miles an hour!"

"Two hundred and fifty miles an hour!"

"Wait, three hundred miles an hour!"

"Damn, it’s still accelerating! Three hundred and twenty miles an hour!"

"God, has this kid gone mad! Speeding like that towards a collision?"

Even Wu Chao looked pale with fear at this moment!

The experts predicted the limit was three hundred miles an hour! And now, Zhang Fan was already hitting three hundred!

"He’s still accelerating, still accelerating, fuck, has this kid gone insane! Gone insane! Could anyone survive a crash at that speed?"

"Damn it, call an ambulance quick! What are these people standing around for!"

The crowd in the live broadcast room had already started screaming. In their eyes, the driver Zhang Fan was as good as dead.

Yet, the light in Zhang Fan’s eyes grew brighter as he sat in the car.

After several collisions, he had a vague feeling about "Ugly Eight’s" performance, "Ugly Eight’s" ultimate potential.

Three hundred was definitely not the limit! Absolutely not!

A speed of three hundred fifty could take on the challenge!

That was his feeling toward "Ugly Eight"!

Watching the fast-approaching red sedan in the middle of the road, countless people held their breath.

Five hundred meters!

Two hundred meters!

Ten meters!

Collision!

Compared to the previous impact at two hundred miles an hour, this time there was no violent crash, but instead a distinctly crisp noise.

Crack!

Hiss!

The little red car suddenly burst open.

Countless car parts flew in all directions!

Yet, the blue "Ugly Eight" flashed past amidst the shower of car debris.

Screech!

The sound of the brakes suddenly filled the air, as if trying to pierce everyone’s eardrums.

Four tires scraped a streak of sparks on the ground! Along with the car parts hitting the car, everyone was dumbstruck.

"Damn, so cool, so cool! Damn, that’s freakin’ awesome!"

"Shit, shit, shit, I gotta buy me a car like this! Definitely buying it! No matter the cost!"

"Hey, hey, hey, is that the point right now? Did it just come out unscathed?"

"Huh? Wait, unscathed?"

The gaze of countless people turned to shock.

My God, a collision at three hundred and fifty miles an hour, and not a single problem?

Nothing?