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Similarly, Xu Ruoxuan was thoroughly convinced, she understood that Ye Fan had given her a ten-plus kilometers head start and then caught up, it was not possible for him to have cheated.

"He made it? That kid actually made it through? Is there a mistake?"

Originally, Ma Wenbin was gloating over the disaster, but when he saw Ye Fan blaze past at a speed of 310km/h, his old face shook uncontrollably, and he couldn't remain calm.

The world's highest drift record that had stood for many years was just broken by Ye Fan so easily?

"Damn! I refuse to believe this crap, if you can break the world record, so can I!"

Furious, Ma Wenbin thought this race was his solo show, but who could have anticipated that he would be beaten like a dog by Ye Fan.

With a roar, Ma Wenbin charged through at a ferocious speed of 305km/h, his face twisted with rage.

Screech!

The moment he entered the bend, Ma Wenbin fiercely turned the steering wheel, causing the tires to skid violently against the ground.

However, at such high speeds, the Racing God's inertia was too strong, and under the watchful eyes of many, the Lamborghini Veneno crashed straight into the guardrail.

"Not good!"

Ma Wenbin's face changed drastically, he tried to turn the tide, only to realize the car had already lost control.

Boom!!!

In an instant, the Lamborghini Veneno, worth hundreds of millions, slammed viciously into the racetrack's guardrail; even though the guardrail was extremely sturdy, it couldn't sustain such a strong impact.

Under the gaze of many pairs of eyes, the Lamborghini Veneno shattered the guardrail and plunged straight towards the midpoint of the mountain.

"I'm gonna die, gonna die, gonna die!"

With the car out of control and falling, Ma Wenbin panicked, as the Lamborghini Veneno's airbags deployed instantly.

Boom boom boom boom boom!

In the blink of an eye, the Lamborghini Veneno hit the ground hard, tumbling down the mountainside and snapping many trees in its path.

Ma Wenbin's body was repeatedly struck, but fortunately, the airbags protected him, or else he would have been dead long ago.

"It's over, Brother Bin has fallen off the track, hurry and rescue him!"

Seeing the Lamborghini Veneno crash into the racetrack, everyone's eyelids jumped wildly, and the rescue team immediately got into their vehicles and rushed towards the direction Ma Wenbin had fallen.

Whoosh——

Meanwhile, Ye Fan, driving the AE86, successfully reached the summit of Zifeng Mountain, claiming the ultimate victory in the race.

After rolling several times, the Lamborghini Veneno crashed into the mountainside. Luckily, the Lamborghini Poison Chassis was sturdy enough not to explode instantly.

"Cough cough! Cough cough!"

Inside the car, Ma Wenbin's face was pale as he coughed violently, struggling to open the car door and climb out from the driver's seat.

Drip drip! Drip drip!

As he climbed out, Ma Wenbin was shocked to discover a substantial amount of gasoline leaking, with thick smoke billowing from the car.

Seeing this, Ma Wenbin turned pale with fright, and without daring to linger, he supported his body and quickly fled the scene.

Boom!!!

A few seconds later, a burst of fire shot into the sky, and the deafening sound of the explosion echoed across the entire mountainside, startling countless birds and beasts in the forest.

"Bastard! Bastard bastard!"

Staring at the burning wreck of the Lamborghini Veneno, Ma Wenbin was covered in soot, his heart bleeding internally.

This Lamborghini Veneno, which he had gone through great lengths to bring from overseas and spent more than a hundred million on after modifications, had often granted him victory and glory. Who would have thought that because of a race against Ye Fan, his beloved car would be rendered scrap.

"Brother Bin, are you alright?"

The rescue team was incredibly fast, a group of people hustled over in a hurry.

Ma Wenbin took several deep breaths, his face pale as he said, "I won't die just yet!"

The car's plunge and consecutive rolls caused him no small harm, but the injuries were minor, none of them fatal.

"Brother Bin, I'll take you to the hospital!" someone offered.

Ma Wenbin waved his hand, his face full of loathing as he said, "No rush. Help me to the mountaintop. I want justice!"

"Justice?"

Upon hearing this, the rescue crew was taken aback.

Ye Fan had won against Ma Wenbin with absolute strength in the race. What justice was Ma Wenbin seeking?

But since Ma Wenbin held such a high status in all our hearts, no one hesitated. They supported him and slowly made their way to the mountaintop.

In their shock, Xu Ruoxuan, Zhuang Jingwen, and the others also drove to the mountaintop.

Seeing Ma Wenbin in his wretched state, Ye Fan, with his hands behind his back, looked at Ma Wenbin. "What did you say earlier? You said I cheated, right? Now, do I still look like a cheater?"

"You..."

Just arriving at the mountaintop and already being questioned by Ye Fan, Ma Wenbin was furious. The question was like a heavy slap across his face.

Indeed, Ye Fan had crushed Xu Ruoxuan. Out of concern, Ma Wenbin had cast unfounded suspicions on Ye Fan's integrity, only to be fiercely put in his place by Ye Fan's strength soon after.

"What about you? You should feel lucky that the Lamborghini Venom's chassis is so robust, or you would have been dead by now!" Ye Fan said indifferently.

Ye Fan didn't have much sympathy for Ma Wenbin.

He could tell that Ma Wenbin was smitten with Xu Ruoxuan. Initially, when Ma Wenbin had stepped up to accuse him of cheating, it was all to gain Xu Ruoxuan's favor.

For such a person, Ye Fan felt no need to be courteous.

Seeing Ma Wenbin being targeted by Ye Fan, a group of professional racers exchanged glances; not one of them spoke up in Ma Wenbin's defense.

Indeed, even though Ma Wenbin was a racing god in their eyes, as soon as Ye Fan broke the world drift record, the title of racing god changed hands.

In comparison to Ye Fan, Ma Wenbin was merely an earthly Firefly, while Ye Fan was like the Bright Moon high above, more authoritative.

Xu Ruoxuan turned to Ma Wenbin and said, "You lost!"

"No! Ruo Xuan, I haven't lost, I haven't!"

Ma Wenbin felt his self-esteem deeply wounded upon hearing Xu Ruoxuan's words, and he screamed out loud with a fierce expression.

The next moment, Ma Wenbin pointed at Ye Fan, his hate evident as he said, "Now I can be completely certain, he cheated, he's cheating!"

"I cheated?" Ye Fan responded with a cold laugh.

Ma Wenbin said grimly, "That's right, you're cheating! How does it feel, Ye Fan, to play the pig to eat the tiger? You think no one can see through you?"

"Oh? Playing the pig to eat the tiger? How so?" Ye Fan sneered.

In front of everyone, Ma Wenbin, filled with hatred, analyzed, "Ladies and gentlemen present, you must all be familiar with the AE86 model. I admit, the AE86 was a global sensation back in the day, but this car stopped production in 1987, and its top speed is only 160 km/h!"

"Three years ago, the world's number one modification master, Master Smith, acquired an AE86 and personally modified it, achieving a test top speed of 205 km/h. But just now, his AE86 reached at least 310 km/h. What does this tell us?"

"This can only mean that the car isn't an AE86 at all, but rather an international supercar disguised with an AE86 exterior! That is to say, other than the AE86 exterior, the engine and all other components are from world-class supercars!"

His voice was firm and clear, as if the AE86 was indeed clothed in an AE86 casing, with the remaining parts being of international supercar caliber.

Ye Fan was masquerading as an AE86, playing the pig to eat the tiger.

"What?" At Ma Wenbin's analysis, the faces of the people on the mountaintop gradually changed.

If it was indeed as Ma Wenbin analyzed, despite Ye Fan's victory, the nature of the act would be truly reprehensible.

Ye Fan snorted with laughter, "Your imagination is indeed rich! This AE86 was modified by me personally, and I did not use any parts from world supercars!"

"Still denying it, huh?"

Ma Wenbin's face twisted, and he said sternly, "It doesn't matter if you don't admit it. As it happens, the world's number one modification master, Mr. Smith, is currently touring Central Plains. I'll call Master Smith right now, and when he arrives, we'll see how you continue to argue."

Ma Wenbin then pulled out his phone, found a number, and dialed it directly.

It was as if Ye Fan was indeed cheating and the AE86 was truly a world supercar underneath an AE86 shell.