"Don't worry, Uncle Liang, I'm fine."
Chen Xiangbei smiled and gave Liang Chi a thumbs-up to confirm, then lowered his helmet visor, hiding his entire face in shadow, with no expression visible.
To outsiders, he is a touring car genius, a pure novice in formula racing.
In fact, Chen Xiangbei has spent far more time driving formula cars than touring cars.
To be precise, formula racing is his true specialty!
Don't even mention 150 km/h; even doubling that speed would be considered quite normal for a future F1 driver.
An F1 car that can't reach a top speed of 300 km/h can all be called tractors, moving obstacles on the track!
Seeing Chen Xiangbei so "unconcerned," Liang Chi became even more worried. He began to doubt if he had placed too much trust in the boy, thereby making a rash decision with Zhang Zhicong.
Everything was ready, and the race car ignited. The characteristic roar of the formula racing engine resonated, giving Chen Xiangbei a familiar feeling.
