After the race, Qin Miao was somewhat frustrated.
"Damn, what exactly did Red Bull upgrade in this race?" Sitting in the race car, Qin Miao couldn't help but swear.
It's not that Qin Miao was impotently furious; he truly couldn't figure out what Red Bull upgraded to make their car so fast in this race.
In the first few races of the season, he could still rely on tire preservation advantages to barely wrestle with Verstappen, even managing to win more often than lose.
But in today's race, Qin Miao only felt that Verstappen's car performance was so strong it made him feel a bit desperate.
Especially after Verstappen was behind him for two laps and then launched a full attack.
Honestly, at that moment, Qin Miao's strongest feeling was powerlessness.
It was somewhat like a Martial Arts Master, having trained in Horizontal Training, the Golden Bell Shield and Iron Cloth Shirt, impervious to swords and spears, and then facing an opponent who pulls out a gun...
